I can't believe this just happened. I ran after her calling her name, hoping that she would turn back and look at me , completely broken and sorry for what had just happened. I never expected the dogs to appear as she was getting into her car. She had always been fast, but I had never seen her run like that, it was almost as if the devil was trailing right behind her, and in some way it was. She was able to scare away the dogs with the alarm of her car, but it was a little too late. Even from were I was standing I could see the blood dripping down her leg. Just as I saw this I ran faster. But she was gone before I could reach her car. I guess that somehow this is my curse, always being late for the people that I love.
This had to change now! I can't take another disappointment, I simply can't. Specially not from her. She is imperfect, in every sense of the word. That I can't deny, but it is that imperfection that made her so precious, so important and valuable. I ran to my car, and drove as hell was being opened right before my eyes. The worst part is that I was thinking of her face all the time. Her eyes, damn her eyes! The first time I saw her dead in the eyes I was taken aback they were the most mesmerizing thing I had ever seen. They often say that the eyes are the windows to the soul, honestly I always thought that was crap. But the way she looked at you, fuck she could make you feel anything. You could be in the best place in heaven or burning in hell just by looking at her.
Fuck, fuck, fuck! How the hell could I have ruined this. That miserable son of a bitch sure paid all of his debts. Right after she left I beat the crap out of him, then I called 911 so that the scumbag wouldn't send me to jail. I was just getting to her house when it hit me, what if she wasn't there at all? She isn't stupid she certainly would know that I would come and look for her. Wouldn't she? Besides if her dad saw her hurt he would take her to the hospital as soon as she put one foot on her house.
Still I didn't care I went to her house first. I parked on her driveway and saw that her car was parked withe the drivers door open. I ran to the car door hoping that she was still inside, but she wasn't. I found part of her t-shirt, broken in half covered in blood. The inside of her white mini cooper was full of blood, I can't believe that she made it home safely, she really lost a lot of blood. I ran to the door and rang the doorbell god knows how many times. Her mother opened the door and smiled at me, she probably didn't see her come in. She stared at me strangely, after all I was drenching in sweat and blood. After she took a really long look at me she let me in and called her husband. Damn the man even shook my hand when he saw me, I must have really caused a good impression the first time I came, not that it matters anymore. He certainly hadn't seen or talked to her when she arrived. I most have looked like a mad man to her dad, because he was staring at me with concern.
-" So what's the matter? And please explain to me why you are covered in blood."
Fuck don't focus on me think of her!
- "Nothing happened to me sir, this isn't even my blood. But we really need to go and check your daughter now. "
I tried to run past him upstairs but with a swift move he stopped me dead in my tracks.
- " Whoa, whoa slow down! Why do we have to check on her? She is just fine she screamed hello to me just when she arrived from her date with you. I think that she is taking a shower right now. "
- " Sir you don't understand, she is hurt some dogs attacked her and she lost a lot of blood! She must be passed out on the floor of her bathroom. We have no time to waste you need to get her now. "
- " I don't understand, how the fuck did a dog attack her that makes no-"
- " Sir there is no time for questions! I swear I will answer all the questions you have once we know that she is fine! For fucks sake please let me go upstairs!"
We both ran upstairs to her room it was lucked, I could hear her whimpering on the other side of the door. Her father was hitting the door and screaming like a mad man, but all I could hear was her voice..
I CAN'T DO THIS ANY MORE! I SIMPLY CAN' T ! I FUCKING HATE YOU!
Her voice was growing weaker and she just kept repeating that over and over again, but suddenly the door unlocked.we both heard something smashing inside and we ran in. A glass had fallen just inches away from her face. Her dad threw himself to the ground and grabbed her face and hand. She was bearly conscious, but she seemed to smile at him while he whispered something in her ear. I knelt down besides her and grabbed her hand, damn it was freezing cold, she might not make it. Fuck in that moment my soul left me. No fucking way was she going to die. I need her, I loved her, and I never had the chance to tell her.
-"Just listen to me you won't fucking die. I love you forgive me, just don't die, keep fighting. Don't leave me, please.."
After that everything happened in a blur. Her mother had called 911 and the ambulance arrived. I rode inside of it with her, her father still didn't know what happened so he let me go with her. I held her hand tightly all the way till me arrived. She almost died a couple of times in the ambulance, and in those moments I almost died with her too. When we finally arrived to the hospital she was taken to an emergency room so that they could stitch up her leg. Her father caught me as I was about to enter her room after the surgery. He almost sent me flying across a window, but decided to hold me against a wall.
-"I will only say this one fucking time and you better answer fast and truthfully. Do you fucking undertand you son of a bitch? "
I simply nod I know better than to talk right now.
-" Now you will tell me what the fuck happened to her?!"
