~13~Ouch¡!
I wake up to the feeling of big strong arms wrapped possessively around my waist.
Surprisingly, I wasn't even shocked by the feel there is this sense of comfort and security that comes with it.
I don't move to change position as I slowly open my eyes, my eyes travel around the still dim lighted room before landing on a sleeping Alex.
I'm struck with confusion for a brief moment before memories of last night floods my head.
Does this guy ever look any less perfect? He looks incredible with his hair disheveled and hanging messily on his forehead. I watch as his tongue darts out to wet his lips with his eyes still closed.
A smile makes its way to my face at the sight of that.
"Hey" he says in a husky voice
"Hey" I reply
And then suddenly, his eyes is flying open and he's jumping off the bed.
I plop up on one elbow as a look of confusion takes over my face.
"What..." 'What is it?' I was going to ask but before I could ask any further, he cuts me off.
"What the fuck are you doing in here?" the look in his eyes scare me, it looks like anger mixed with shock and a few other emotions but the one that really hurts is the look of disgust
"I..Um" I hate myself for stammering right now but there's only so much I can do to not burst into tears right here.
"You what? Why the fuck did you come into my room? And what the hell are you doing in my bed?" he's yelling at me with so much disgust, looking at me like I'm a slut
Did I say something about not caring about the consequences yesterday? I take it back, I care about the consequences. This hurts.
In the thin fabric of the tank top and shorts pajama set I'm now wearing, I feel really vulnerable. So, I sit up straight and pull the duvet closer to me.
"Get out" he says and now he's no longer yelling, he said it low, dangerously low.
Ouch!!
As soon as the words leave his lips, my mind travels back and I see myself standing in front of mom again.
I don't even hear anything he says anymore, it's all muffled noise as I watch the replay of all the bad moments I've been through.
And then I'm getting up, without so much as one last glance I'm walking slowly towards the door.
When I reach the door, I wrap my fingers around the knob but before I turn the knob, I let out a low "I'm sorry" so low that I'm not even sure he heard it.
I turn and pull the knob open and walk out, shutting the door before sprinting down the hall to my room-well, the room I've been staying.
I strip myself of my clothes and go into the bathroom.
I take a quick bath and get into the clothes I came into this house with, which I had washed a while ago.
I grab the phone from the table and type out a text to my friends, telling them not to try and contact me on this number anymore.
I'm leaving everything.
Just as I'm about to hit the send button, there's a knock on the door.
"Who is it?" I ask and call me stupid but I have this tiny hope that it's Alex wanting to apologize.
"Come in" I call back without giving enough time for a response.
I put the phone on the table before my eyes drift back to the door to see Owen.
"Hey" he gives me a small smile as he shuts the door.
"Hey" I greet back with a smile of my own- well the closest thing to a smile I could muster
"What's going on?" he goes to sit on the bed and I just lean on the table.
"With what?" I ask even though I know what he's referring to
"You and Alex"
"Nothing. why?" I shrug
"Hey, Goldy, you can talk to me" he gives me a look that breaks my whole facade
"I'm leaving" I say simply
"As Alex's friend, I'll tell you this, it won't be that easy"
"As a person who has been through what I've been through, believe me I won't give up" my lips curve into a half smile "...especially now, I'd rather die trying to leave this house than stay here"
I mumble the last part and I don't even know if I want him to hear that or not.. what does it matter anyway? I'm leaving now
"Exactly...Alex did that didn't he?"
"Uh"
"Alex... he made you want to leave"
"Who cares? I shouldn't be here anyway" I shrug it off
"What did he do to you?"
"Nothing, he just" my voice breaks "... he made me realize that I shouldn't be here"
"That was what the yelling was all about, wasn't it?"
I didn't even try to answer that.
"Listen, I know Alex can be an asshole but..." he starts but I cut him off
"He can be whatever he wants in his own house" I shrug "...and besides, he wasn't being an asshole, he just made some things clear"
"Goldy..." he starts but I cut him off again
I raise my hand as a signal for him to stop
"Owen, just drop it please"
"Ok, where will you go?" he looks really concerned and that actually warms my heart
"Anywhere, as long as I'm not here" I shrug
*Bam!!!*
The loud sound of a gunshot fills my ears and I begin to wonder if this is another nightmare.
I look to Owen and he puts his hands on either side of my shoulder.
"Hey, Goldy"
"Uh?"
*Bam!!!*
"Don't panic"
"That's going to be kinda hard considering there's an ambush going on right now" I laugh uneasily
"That's understandable" he shugs and tilts his head a bit before his face turns serious again
"Whatever you do, don't go out of this room until we come to get you"
I nod "wouldn't dream of it"
"good"
"Owen...Please don't die" I plead
"I'll try" he laughs
"good enough" I reply
Then he's out of the room faster than you could say 'gunshot'
'gunshot?' Lush snorts
'yes, gunshot, I'm panicking,okay?' I respond to her
I move to the other end of the room, farthest away from the door
A lot more gunshots later, the door clicks open and my heart beats faster
The door pushes open to reveal a middle aged man with a black shiny gun.
"Who are you?" I call looking confident even though I'm shitting myself on the inside
"Hello to you too, beautiful" his face has a smile that makes me want to puke.
He's coming closer and I can't help the gag noises that escapes my throat.
He now wears a look of confusion "What?" he asks
"I'm sorry... I" I apologize in between gag "I'm sorry, it's just... "
*more gag noise*
This probably isn't the best time to say this but I'm Anita "It's just that... you disgust me... please don't come any closer"
"Now you're definitely dead, you brat" his gun made that clicking sound and his finger rests on the trigger.
'Now you're definitely dead' says Lush
I squeeze my eyes tightly but instead of the sound of a gunshot, I hear the sound of the door opening.
I sigh in hopeful relief.
Maybe, it's Owen. Or Alex
I open my eyes slowly to take in the scene but instead of Owen or Alex or any of the guys, it's a guy I've never seen before
"Are you crazy? What were you gonna do to her?" the new guy yelled at the middle aged freak
"She's a stupid brat" middle aged freak yelled back
"I don't care, grab her now, we're leaving" new guy orders and middle aged freak nods
"No, don't grab me" I order as I back away.
I'm not going nowhere without a fight
New guy leaves the room and I'm left with middle aged freak, I run into the closet and throw everything I find his way
Until I spray a perfume in his eyes and send a kicked where the sun doesn't shine and make a run for it.
I make my way out of the room
"Owen, Owen" I yell but it turns to a muffled sound when some guy with caught a hold of me and covered my nose with a white handkerchief.
I've seen this in movies, I make sure to hold my breath as I try to get out of his strong grip.
But I can only hold my breath for so long.
A few more minutes and I'm falling to the ground whispering "Alex, help"