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Chapter Fourteen: Movies, Fake Cheer, and Escape

I grabbed some movies and popped them in the VCR. I was halfway through Titanic when I felt a strong pair of arms snake around my waist.

Augh! The horror! Well, it wasn't bad that his arms were around my waist, I liked that. It was bad because of what he had done to me. I wanted to cry right then and there, but I couldn't. I wanted again to bang my head into the wall. I jumped up, an excuse ready in my mind.

Me: Oh, Vaughn, I have to go up and get my Gameboy! I left it on the shelf when I got a blanket. Can you please stop the movie for me?

I pouted for effect. He smiled.

Vaughn: Of course, Babe.

He sat down on the couch. There was the urge to bang my head into the wall again. I ran to the shelves. I climbed up to the shelf with the toys. I grabbed a Gameboy and a random cartridge. I then banged my head into the walls three times. It hurt, but it was worth it.

Vaughn: Sweetie, what was that?

Me: Oh, I uh, slipped.

Vaughn: You slipped 3 times?

Me: No, you see, I slipped, banged into the wall and hit my head on the floor.

Vaughn: Ow.

Me: You got that right.

I climbed out. I felt rather woozy. I fell into the next step. I climbed out of that and slipped. Vaughn had to have super hearing or something, because he caught me before I could get myself banged up any more.

Me: Thanks.

I managed a weak smile.

Vaughn: You're welcome, Milady.

He carried me to the couch, where I promptly hit my head on the arm.

Me: Ow!

It was at the really sad part. Now normally I wouldn't cry, but tonight had been so bad and I really needed to cry. The fact that Vaughn had just snuggled me up against him didn't make me feel any better. I burst into tears. My tears soon turned into loud wailing sobs. I hurt all over, from my head to my toes.

Vaughn heard this.

Vaughn: What's wrong?

I smiled thinly.

Me: Nothing. It's just...This part gets me every time.

Vaughn: Oh, okay.

He paused. He looked at me again.

Vaughn: You sure?

I nodded.

I had to get out of this place, I thought when he kissed the top of my head. I remembered that I had my cellphone. I got up.

Vaughn: Hey, where are you going?

I faked a smile.

Me: Popcorn. Got to have popcorn.

I ran to the kitchen and slipped on the floor slamming my head into the table. I shook off the wave of nausea and grabbed some popcorn, threw it in the microwave and turned it on. I hunted around for my cell phone, banging in to various things on the way and called mom.

Me: Hey, Mom? Dad?

Mom: Yes, honey?

Me: Mom, my kids trapped Matthew and I in a huge closet.

Mom laughed.

Mom: Poor child. Where is this closet?

Me: Off the cafeteria, next to the office, and across from the computer lab.

Mom: Good. I'll have your father come by, dear.

Me: Okay, bye Mom.

Mom: Bye Sweetie.

The phone clicked off. The popcorn beeped. I took it out and ran to the couch. I ran smack into a wall. I ran into another wall. I finally made it to the couch and jumped. I landed on top of Vaughn. Me landing on him just happened to knock him out.

I was grateful for this. But not for long. Shortly after that, my world went black.

TO BE CONTINUED....................................

- Loren ;*