My Rage, Your Terror, Sweetheart
'Leaving'
5 Years ago...
"I know what you have done. Its quite obvious you little tramp!" Jimmy said angrily at a female doll he was holding in his left hand. He also had a male doll in his right. Jimmy lifted the male dolls hand and presided to slap the female doll. "How dare you!" He had the male doll say. He made it seem that the female was cowering. "You sleep with my brother and expect me to be forgiving! You bimbo, you dirty floozy!" Jimmy shouted as he presided to have the male doll kick the female.
From outside Jimmy's room, his parents were having another heated argument. Jimmy tried to distract himself as he had the male doll beat upon the female, but it was to avail. He stood, leaving the female doll on his floor and throw his male doll against the wall. Now the argument was getting louder, and Jimmy knew what was about to happen. Just as he heard an object break from downstairs, he made a run for his closet.
The screaming and fight increased as object began to smash. Jimmy cowered in the closet, just like the doll he had beat up. There was a loud crash. Jimmy dug himself in his stuffed bunny collection, in an attempt to hide from the invertible scenario. There was the sound of a door slamming. Jimmy began to shack in fear, as the engine of a car started.
He heard it quick speed out of the driveway and disappear. The house was silent. Sweat began to flow from Jimmy as he slowly stuck his head of the stuffed bunny collection. Jimmy stopped shacking long enough to hear heavy foot steps heading in his direction.
The door to his room opened. Jimmy closed his eyes and sunk even deeper into the bunnies. He heard a soft and worried voice,
"Jimmy, you can come out now."
Jimmy, recognizing the voice, shot out from the bunnies and closet. He ran into his dad, who embraced him with a hug. Jimmy began to cry as he squeezed. "Wha-what happened? What set her off?" Jimmy asked through his tears. His father didn't answer, only tightened his hug.
Jimmy look at his dads face. He was shocked to see that it was only scratch.
" sniffle I see she didn't do the normal damage…"
This brought a slight chuckle from his father and Jimmy to. "Hey Jim, want to get away?" His father asked.
"Yes!" Jimmy said at an impulse. Joy rose from the pit of his stomach.
"Well, start packing. But be quick!"
30 minutes later…
Jimmy and his dad sat at a bus stopped. They each had two suitcases. Jimmy had his favorite teddy. His dad was flipping a credit card. "It' time." Jimmy's father said as the bus pulled up. With a sigh of relief they both stood.
"Ready, Jimmy?"
"Yep!"