A/N:: Going to keep chapter 5 as is.
"Why should I let you use the phone after all you put me through?" Dean asked.
"Why should you NOT let me use the phone after all you put ME through?" I asked him.
I ran past him and into the house. I quickly located a phone next to the stairs and dialed 911.
"My name is Paige Michalchuk, I don't know where I am, I ran into the nearest-" the phone went dead.
"Now, would you like to be a good little Spirit and cooperate, or should I let him have a go?" Dean asked holding the phone cord, and pointing at Rick standing outside the door, waiting.
I sighed and just stared blankly out the door. I couldn't give up. I just couldn't.
"C'mon Paige, what's a matter, scared?" Rick asked grabbed me and pushing me down the stairs.
"Dean-" I shouted.
"Your not my problem." He said going back into his house and shutting the door.
"Rick, why are you doing this?" I asked him.
"Because if you never provoked me, Terri would still be here Today."
I started crying. "It's my fault?" I asked him. "I killed Terri?"
"Damn right you did. You kept telling her what a psycho I was and she didn't believe you, YOU LET HER GO." He shouted, slapping me around.
"NO, RICK!! TERRI ACTUALLY LOVED YOU, SHE CARED FOR, YOU ASSHOLE!! SHE WAS TRYING TO COMFORT YOU ,AND YOU FRIGGEN KILLED HER!!!!" I shouted trying to run, but I was so weak, I just collapsed.
Rick toward over me he seemed hurt, maybe I actually got through to him, I doubted it. Rick picked me up and through me against a tree. I started bleeding, and was nearly uncounscious.
"Bye, Paige." Rick said stomping on my ribs and leaving me in the middle of the woods. I could do nothing but let the uncousciousness overtake me. The next thing I knew I was waking up in the middle of the night, still in the woods. It was cold and I didn't know where I had strewn my belongings. I tried to scream, but my throat felt like there was a clamp around it. I couldn't move either, every bone in my body ached. I hoped I died, I could never get over this experience. I just laid there cold, hurt and in the dark, hoping to die.
"Why should I let you use the phone after all you put me through?" Dean asked.
"Why should you NOT let me use the phone after all you put ME through?" I asked him.
I ran past him and into the house. I quickly located a phone next to the stairs and dialed 911.
"My name is Paige Michalchuk, I don't know where I am, I ran into the nearest-" the phone went dead.
"Now, would you like to be a good little Spirit and cooperate, or should I let him have a go?" Dean asked holding the phone cord, and pointing at Rick standing outside the door, waiting.
I sighed and just stared blankly out the door. I couldn't give up. I just couldn't.
"C'mon Paige, what's a matter, scared?" Rick asked grabbed me and pushing me down the stairs.
"Dean-" I shouted.
"Your not my problem." He said going back into his house and shutting the door.
"Rick, why are you doing this?" I asked him.
"Because if you never provoked me, Terri would still be here Today."
I started crying. "It's my fault?" I asked him. "I killed Terri?"
"Damn right you did. You kept telling her what a psycho I was and she didn't believe you, YOU LET HER GO." He shouted, slapping me around.
"NO, RICK!! TERRI ACTUALLY LOVED YOU, SHE CARED FOR, YOU ASSHOLE!! SHE WAS TRYING TO COMFORT YOU ,AND YOU FRIGGEN KILLED HER!!!!" I shouted trying to run, but I was so weak, I just collapsed.
Rick toward over me he seemed hurt, maybe I actually got through to him, I doubted it. Rick picked me up and through me against a tree. I started bleeding, and was nearly uncounscious.
"Bye, Paige." Rick said stomping on my ribs and leaving me in the middle of the woods. I could do nothing but let the uncousciousness overtake me. The next thing I knew I was waking up in the middle of the night, still in the woods. It was cold and I didn't know where I had strewn my belongings. I tried to scream, but my throat felt like there was a clamp around it. I couldn't move either, every bone in my body ached. I hoped I died, I could never get over this experience. I just laid there cold, hurt and in the dark, hoping to die.