JADE
His hand gripped my leg hard as I tried to escape. I wanted to scream out for help, but the shock and the unwanted surprise rendered me voiceless. My eyes began to water and a column of ice formed on my spine hearing his threats.
"Scream and Jesy gets the worst."
It was the same thing he told me the last time he came upon me and I could not, did not want to imagine what he would do to my bestfriend. I'd have to endure this again. My hands balled into useless fists at my side but my arms were too weak to lift them and hit him. I almost burst into tears when the door slammed open and I heard him curse.
Someone has finally come to save me. I could not see her face but she has already lifted me. Blonde hair on her shoulders falling like a waterfall over part of her chest where my face landed as my back and legs were supported by sturdy porcelain arms. A waterfall of gold, and I remembered who. Perrie!
Wait what?
The stinging pain on my forehead woke me from a sleep I don't even remember falling into. All I know is that I was dreaming. I can't categorize it as a nightmare, but not a sweet dream either. Neither was it a dream that passes because I remember it vividly. If I was to word it, I'd say it was a sweet dream and a nightmare happening at the same time.
At the memory of the dream, I suddenly remembered why I was asleep. Panic hit me. There was still the shrinking of my courage at the sight of the driver's evil eyes. I need to get out of here.
Quickly, I sat up pushing off a blanket from my body. The pain in my forehead still persisted and I felt dizzy with it.
"Aaah!" I lifted a hand to that part of my face to feel that it was bound by a cloth.
A hand gently rubbed my back.
"Shh..." that voice. "It's alright. You're safe now."
I turned my head to the side, towards that direction from which the voice spoke.
Blonde hair.
"Perrie?"
She nodded.
I wasn't dreaming it. She saved me, lifted me in her arms. I could still see scarlet stains on the chest of her shirt- that same area I laid my head when she lifted me in that dream. The only difference was that it was from a dark vehicle not from that room with Jesy's boyfriend...or was her boyfriend until the accident. Probably the only good thing that resulted from that accident is him never showing up again.
Now that that memory from years ago is at the surface, it has mixed up with my current experience. But I remember both were real. Or were they? As I said, I have tried to forget the repetitive abuse from someone I considered friend and I may have been hoping then that someone would rescue me from him. Did anyone really do then. What is certain is that in the here and now, Perrie did.
"How do you feel?" she asked, continuing to gently rub my back. And I would not lie, it calmed me a little, my muscles relaxing.
I realized I had been thinking of her before what happened. My heart was actually hurting that I lost her.
"Better that you're here."
"What?" her voice sounded surprised. But even more surprised am I that those are actually the words that came out of my mouth. "I thought you would hate me."
How do I get out of this? Maybe, the truth won't need to be hidden from now on. Besides, fate has already decided that I could not really cut her off of my life, by allowing it to be her to save me. It is also touching that she would still mind me after what I did to her on the weekend.
