We were outside the apartment building, which definitely looked busy. The police in their position is imposing without missing any suspicious presence. I looked at the window with Elena, unusual mobility. That presence, however, eluded them.
There was no other way, I had to stop this now before it was fatal and stigmatized us eternally.
Erica: Now or never!
I don't know if she followed me or what the policeman saw at the time. If they were left in the girl's illusion or watched the real savage who had emerged to protect my loved ones. I'm sure hanging out with this family had affected me...
Well, they were left staring at me speechless, not knowing exactly what they were watching. They were frozen at the sight of my own wild and unheard of presence in their space, their own personal fortress that they unjustly stole from me.
The police on my tail in a very short time running up the stairs. The trampling I heard didn't indicate to me the presence of the little-spirited Elena. I was alone in this, I had to carry it out. I'm leaving the stairs and calling the elevator on the second floor.
I ceded to him one step before grabbing my leg, leaving the officers behind me, beating it with rage. I'm hitting the third-down button.
Father: Here you are useless! I'm going to make you beg me to die!
I turned around scared, I'm trapped with him in the elevator, he gave me a loud punch to the side. I swear he almost turned it into shatters. I turned to the table with the numbers in panic. I pressed everything, from two or three times everyone of them.
Now the cops didn't even know where it was going to stop. Third floor, my father had fallen behind me like a hyena, clawing my back and trying to drown me, falling under his arms and slipping away. Upstairs in their apartment. I'm throwing myself at the door screaming.
Erica: Open up! I know what you're going to do and who you are, open up!
The door retreats to my knocks and from my momentum I fall to the floor with my face turned downwards.
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Teen FictionErrica: 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...