Fourteen days

Untitled Part 17

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PRESENT DAY

13 days after the accident.

"I can't wait for tomorrow!" Lola squeals while Katie is trying to curl my hair "everyone is going to be there, lacy and Mila are coming too and some of your other cousins, I even got permission to invite Reece over, maybe you guys can have some alone time together" she says poking me at the side "oh! It's going to be fun!"

"Hold still...I know you're excited.." my sister jokes while trying to curl my hair before the tears start falling down her cheeks, Lola takes the curling iron off her hands and wraps her into a hug.

"Sorry...it's just hard to control myself sometimes when she's like this, she's my big sister she's the greatest, 200m record holder even till now...she's invincible, now all she does is just lie there not saying anything" she says while wiping her eyes "she was always better than me and she motivated me to keep going, I thought that one day I'd be like her.."

I was stunned by my sister's admissions, my sister was brilliant- she was beautiful, she was an amazing artist, she could cook, she could play the piano almost as good as my dad, she taught herself how to speak five different languages because she had a lot of spare time since she was homeschooled, she has an amazing voice and she was good with animals, when you see my sister you automatically want to protect her.

She was a fucking Disney princess, sometimes I feel intimidated when I'm talking to her because of how awesome she is, the only thing apart from playing the cello I had was sports and reading dusty old books on archeological discoveries.

I was studying to be an archeologist.

I can tell Lola is as speechless as I am to my sister's admissions "You know maybe we should cut her hair" Lola suggests while holding up her scissors.

They wouldn't dare, my hair was my most beautiful feature, it was thick and long, you're so distracted by it you don't notice the rest of me.

"Oh my gawd, she will freak!" Katie says while laughing "don't do it Lola"

Yes. Don't do it.

"If nothing else gets her to wake up this should" Lola says twirling the scissors around her fingers.

"No, I just got them into curls, do you know how stressful it is getting those into curls" she says pointing her hands towards my hair.

Oh we both knew.

Lola nods.

"Okay...we can cut it after tomorrow"

"Deal"

"Deal...we should shake on it" Katie says while shaking her hand-It wouldn't matter after tomorrow, if I didn't wake up, I was gone for good.

"she is probably going to murder us when she wakes up" Katie giggles and then snorts.

"I should probably get our plane tickets ready, we should move to Armenia or something" Lola says and starts laughing

"She will probably still find us"

They were both right, I would.

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May 2nd,2018.

It's been nine months since Jayden found out my big secret- I was on the pill, I remember him charging in and shoving the doctor's report in my face, we had our first real argument, he left and didn't come back for three weeks- no phone calls, nothing, he just disappeared, I was terrified. When he came back he demanded that I get off the pill, I was so angry, he had left me for weeks and now he was back making demands- I screamed at him and asked him why it mattered so much, it was a precaution and that's when he said he wanted a baby, I told him that we had an agreement and he wasn't getting a baby out of me that's when he got crazy, stalked into his study (which I was not allowed to enter) and brought out photo albums and files throwing it at my face and leaving me again.

I wish I didn't open any of them... but I did.

Inside the photo albums were pictures of children, from different parts of the world, they all looked alike- they all looked like him, some barely months apart, he had files on all of them with pictures of their mothers and every information you need to know, he had notes on their families, friends everything- some were one night stands, he'd puncture the condoms they'll get pregnant and he'll find a way to bump into them, pretend like it wasn't intended or he'd give them his number and they'll contact him, the most sickening thing about it is that I had my own folder- i was entered as Elizabeth White not West...White.

I was one of them.

He chronicled his activities with me, everything- even how he made me believe I was married to him, turns out it was a fake minister and the marriage certificate was fake.

There were also other girls after me, a dozen of girls actually.

It made me ill.

It didn't matter if we weren't legally married, I had said my vows and I was going to stick to it.

Which made me nauseous.

Till death do us part.

He came back after a week this time and took my pills from me, he said since he saw me at the hospital at my first visit with him, he was obsessed, he tried to court me but I always shrugged him off but that made him more determined and then I finally agreed, he says he couldn't resist me and he kept on thinking about how it would be if he had a baby with a girl as talented as me-he had tried to get me to go to bed with him but I wouldn't and so he knew the only way to get his way was to trick me into marrying him.

He found my pills and threw them away, I was scared I didn't want to have a baby with this creep and I couldn't tell anyone too, sex with him became painful- I just wanted to get over it, the first three months after I stopped taking the pill, he didn't touch me because he was waiting for the pill to be completely out of my system. By January, I was his sex slave, he was more vigilant of me and suspicious, always checking around to see if I had any pills stashed anywhere and wondering why I couldn't get pregnant but he was still him-kind and charming, he genuinely believed he was doing nothing wrong- I was sick to my stomach.

Thankfully, I didn't get pregnant.

After the first few weeks I snuck a message to Martha through my bathroom window because at this point I was so sure that he had camera's installed, after a lot of sneaking around and planning, I was close to freedom- I had a plane ticket and a new passport in my hands, thank God I was two hours and a few minutes away from Chicago, once I got home my dad would protect me, I just had to wait for him to go to one of his trips, I'll escape through the window, hide in Martha's car, when I get off the plane, I'll rent a car and drive home, I'll be free again.

I just had to wait for the right day.

May 7th, 2018 was that day.