"When some one prizes us just as we are he or she confirms our existence."
Lost. Chapter One.
Drip, drip, drip, I lay there and listened to the rain dripping off the flickering light bulb,
this place may not be perfect, but it's my place, my escape from hell.
If any one asked me to describe this place I'd say it looks as if it should be condemned. The walls are all but gone. The only thing left is the rotted ply wood that's been placed over the old shed frame. Hell the walls are lucky to make it through the next set of winds... I don't even know how the power still manages to work in this place, but I guess that's why I love it so much. It's just as fragile as me. I look battered and worn out, but inside I still have a flickering light that keeps me here. It's the only thread holding me to this earth.
I felt it before. It was visible. The icy chill that ran down my spine made all the hairs on my neck stand on end... BANG!...BANG!...BANG! I picked my stuff up and crept out the back door hoping that he didn't hear me. The only problem with going out the back door is I have to crawl through the bottom of the door because the top is jammed and has never opened. Half way out the hole and I saw two big, ugly, black, cockroach killers looking at me. I watched as one of them drew back all the way then came smashing back into my face. I felt the blood trickle down over my top lip and and off my bottom one. I could barely see when he drew his foot back for another kick only this time he kicked me in the side of the face a sudden burst of pain shot through my skull and then everything went black...
...beep, beep, beep,beep. What in the world was that annoying beep? Ugh, I could hear muffled voices all around me. The soft sob and hiccups of my mother. The doctor saying she may never come out of this. Can't they tell I'm still alive in here. I felt a chill run down my spine as a hand gripped mine. I knew who's it was. It was his. How could he be so fake and act as tho he didn't know who did this to me. I think I could even hear him crying Yeah, only crying because my mother may turn the life support off on his only punching bag.
I drifted off into sleep well I call it sleep but the rest of them still think im in a coma...
I went back to my hideout.. He grabbed my hair and pulled me to my feet, blood dripping off my face like a tap, eyes blurry I saw three of him all moving around then I saw his fist straight into my face again. I heard him saying how I was a bitch and useless.. I mean yea ill be useless in a few more minutes because he would of mangled me up by then..
his hands went around my throat squeezing hard I tried to breath but it was impossible my throat felt like it was burning my eyes drooped my head felt heavy. He then let go and laughed it was the most sinister laugh I had ever heard he made my blood cold, he pushed me to the ground again stomping on my arm I tried to scream but couldn't. So thats why he choked me! Asshole...
then he kicked me in the ribs I felt at least five break. He kept going kicking into me I was hurting that bad I was numb. I saw him pick up a pole watched as he drew it back then brought it down onto ribs then again into my face. You would think id be dead now why did I have to stay alive? Then all of a sudden he stopped, I heard him go to his car then he walked back I heard him on the phone crying saying he just found his step daughter she was beaten up and needed an ambulance right away.
I finally woke back up from that night mare I remember what the asshole had done to me now! That explains why my face feels like its been in an oven all day. I heard sobbing coming from my bed side..must be mum then heard foot steps coming through the door way. Being blind well in a coma allows for excellent hearing..
"Mrs Dwyer I need you to sign these," the doctor Reid said sympathetically.
"W-w-what are they?" sobbed my mother.
"There the forms to say you give consent to turn the life support off."
"I-i-i need some t-t-time to-to decide, please don't make this have to happen right away?" my mother pleaded.
" I must let you know that if, and I mean if, there was a slight chance that your daughter will make it through this, she will be severely brain damaged, but I will allow you time to make this decision on your own, we will support what ever decision you make Mrs Dwyer," replied doctor Reid.
I heard the voices getting further away form me, all I was left with was the soft hum of voices in the hall and the beep from my machines.
I felt his hands again. They were now gripping my shoulder squeezing tightly. What a moron didn't he realize that it would bruise and every one will know it had to be him. I smelt his horrible day old, tuna breath in my face as he whispered, "You better wake up and you better not be retarded other wise next time your mother won't be needing to make a decision like this. Why are you so spoilt and selfish can't you see how much your hurting her!"
His fingers dug deeper into my skin I could feel the bruises starting.
It's funny. You walk through life thinking how wonderful it is how great it is being able to tell people you hated to Piss off but now the one man I hated with every inch of my body and soul had all the control he could over me. I was defenseless from my own stupidity. The only person I told about this was my best friend Edward Mason recently made Edward Cullen. Probably doesn't even know I'm here because he was sent back to his adoptive parents the Cullens, Now Edward found out his biological mother was still alive, his father Edward senior had died a few years ago due to a bad case of influenza and then recently his mother died from pneumonia. The Cullen were more then happy to have Edward back but the thing is they live in Alice Springs.
Edward was my only friend. He was the only one who valued me for who I was. He confirmed my existence and made me feel as though I had some one I could feel happy with, but since he left I've been spending my days at my hide out and delaying the time so I didn't have to spend any more time then I needed at home.
My home was once a loving place. I loved spending time at home, me and Edward would always be there his mother Elizabeth even said he should take clothes to my house because he practically lived there anyway, he never did though he just stayed in the clothes he had on then changed while I was sleeping, That was the year we turned 17 and it was the year my mother had an aneurism because she married that piece of scum she calls a husband. I didn't even know who he was until she told me she was getting married. I guess we weren't as close as I thought.
I hate being like this. I'm going insane. Flash backs from the other night keep going through my head. I think the jerk did more to me than I remember , but my arm feels really heavy. I could remember that cold heavy feeling of a cast, since he has broken my arms that many times. Only this time it feels worse, it feels as though my arm is in two pieces.
My arm started tingling I felt the weight of him lift as he stood up only to smell his horrid breath as he looked into my face and told me that I was a useless excuse for a step daughter and he couldnt wait till I got home because then he could really finish me off once and for all. Yikes! What more could the guy do to me seriously. I just lay there still unable to open my eyes I just listened I knew he had left the room. I felt the blood rush back to my body...
I could smell the start of a new day. The freshly cleaned bathroom the smell so strong it burned my nose. Another day and yet no sign of knowing I was alive. I wish he had killed me. I wouldn't have to be like this. I needed my escape. I felt my soul moving away from the earth and it made me feel happy.
A soft hand slid into mine I knew who it was it was. My mother Renee. Why does she always Cry while she is with me? If she truly loved me she would let me go.
"Bella darling please wake up. I need you baby girl. Please don't die on me. Come back to me. I'll take care of you- me and Phil will take care of you. He loves you and he loves me."
Why can't she see what he has done to me ? Every time she has gone away for work trips I end up in the hospital. My loving erratic harebrained mother is to thick to see it was him?
End it now. I held my breath. The machines started beeping I felt dizzy. I could feel myself getting further away and my mind went black...
