I stood for a while in case Orpheus showed up, but in vain. The streets remained empty with the only exception being the police officers. It started to drizzle slightly from the sky. I was too scared to pay attention to a few drops of water, no matter how much they didn't intend to retreat. I had to do something, anything.
In my desperation, I acted frivolously and hastily.
Erica: Help! Please help me, call the police!
I screamed through the streets. I started running to the back of the building. Eager to offer help, all the policemen took to the streets and I, in turn, took to the stairs. I trampled them mercilessly. My steps looked like kicks. I'm in front of the door, ringing the bell. I rang it again.
I beat my hand to the wood lightly leaving a fresh print. Louder, louder, even louder.I punched the door with no answer. What's wrong with my best friend? ! I collapsed from the tension on the doorstep. I looked down, a piece of paper protruded from the door crack.
I draged it towards me and opened it waiting for it to be some proof or something. I was confronted with a hasty and rough handwriting that caused shudders constantly on my back. I knew those letters. <I know who you are and what you're looking for. Stop invastigating the case or else you will end up like Nadia>.
This person didn't know my phobia, he told me what was going to happen in the future.I'm on my scream. What they've done to my best friend Nadia, no, no, I can't believe it, there's no way anything could have happened to her. Where do they have her now? Help, help!
Erica: Help!
Crying and with the note in my hand, I walked down the stairs. I rushed to the cops and gave them the piece of paper.
Erica: Please help me, they have my best friend! They're going to hurt Nadia!
The officer reads the note quickly.
Officer 1: Are you kidding us?
Despair only, brutal and certain despair.
Erica: I'm telling you the truth! Someone's taken her with her family.
They approached me menacingly and somewhat insidiously, their sly.
Officer 1: You're the girl we're looking for.
Officer 2: What you're saying is probably a creation of your imagination. Don't worry, you're in good hands.
They came closer to me, I looked left and right in horror. They think I'm crazy! Instinctively and abruptly enough not to be felt by them to stop me, I start running. Run away! Thousands of tramps behind me trying to immobilize me, I felt like my heart would come out of my chest.
My training sessions and my instincts paid off and I managed to gain the necessary measures to lose sight of me.I've been standing for a minute to monitor the area where I've been. I was in a neighborhood near my school, I think.
Having no other place to go, I start running to the school building. They had and there were no people left behind, I tried to cross the courtyard and get lost in the toilets.When I did, I moved into a cabin for greater safety. If anything happened to Nadia, I'd go crazy, I couldn't stand it.
That's the kind of despair I felt for the first time in my life. It didn't look like the usual type of excessive anxiety and your sense of complete weakening, your influence being annihilated. Feeling familiar, I thought that with the abuse I had experienced so long from my father I would be fully familiar with it, but no.
This new despair was coming for the first time in my life. They didn't believe me, they didn't believe what I said, they thought I imagined everything, and I sat helplessly unable to do anything to help the person I care about the most in this world.
My powers and abilities were not enough to bring security and peace to it. Her redemption from the perverts who took her away from me. I was a little helpless, and Nadia was so vulnerable to danger.Kind-hearted, kind girl. I hit the cold plastic tiles with force, why? ! I don't know. WHY?!
Why would that happen to Nadia? Who knows we were investigating the case and how he managed to grab an entire family? There are many monsters in this world and justice nowhere. I implored these officers to help, but they chose to rely on the words of the cowardly neighbors, where they hid the truth as they are taught to do.
I stayed here, hungry, frozen and completely humiliated psychologically. I was pushed to my extremes. Like a wave of lava pierced all of us. It burned what was behind his consciences, joy, hope and left our fossilized carcasses.
Shadows of ourselves, deprived of values, rights and positive feelings. They fueled our hatred, rage and revenge by raising all the monsters by feeding them from our pain.My desire grew more and more, it took up all the volume of my body, it came in full match to my limit.
I'm going to save Nadia! Even if I have to give my own life for it. There are no hesitations, there are no limits I will do anything about her.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------I stayed in my shelter until I sensed from a long time later the presence of people in the courtyard. I rushed out, walked quickly that way, with a quick look I knew who was in my surroundings.
With little thought but perfectly adjusted movements, I grabed Elena by the arm, driving her away from Gianna.
Elena: Are you out of your way? I told you I want you to leave me alone, you and your crazy friend.
Swallowing my dignity and anger, I said calmly and compellingly.
Erica: What's done is done. Let's put our differences aside for a while. I need your help.
Elena: No? How come?
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Ficção AdolescenteErrica: Get out of here now! I am screaming, I am feeling my throat burning. My voice rising from the depths of my lungs and as a tingling spread all over my body. The power of my phrase being so great that it's becoming what i'm anxiously yelling a...