Chapter 18
Sara mumbled in her sleep, deliriously. The only words that Lindsey could make out were Grissom, Catherine, sorry, Lindsey, I'm, and everything else was not understandable. Lindsey just sat by Sara's side, trying to comfort the woman but not succeeding. She wasn't hungry anymore because she ad eaten the last of her share of the food. The other share, Sara's looked delicious, but she would not go near it. The child tried waking Sara up, hoping the woman would comfort her, or even eat a little, do anything but just lie there, talking like a crazy person. There was half a bottle of water left, and Sara's small share of food. That was it. Lindsey tried going to sleep, but in the middle of the night, Sara started thrashing about violently and she feared that the woman would knock her off the bed. So, she curled up in a ball, right beside the bed and fell into an uneasy sleep.
Lindsey was awoken by some very loud footsteps. She slowly peeked up over the bed and stared in horror at the dingy door as the footsteps became louder and louder. She crept up to Sara's side and shook her slightly. "Sara, Sara, please wake up. Please. The woman is coming, she's going to hurt me. PLEASE!" As Sara was shaken she started her mumbling again since they subsided sometime a few hours ago. "Grissom....tell.....I'm sory.....Lidnsey....sorry.....I.....mean.......to.....Catherine......so sorry.......Lindsey....Grissom......Grissom.....Grissom......" She kept on without heading Lindsey, not waking up. Lindsey was frightened now. Sara couldn't protect her anymore, mommy wasn't there, she was all alone. Frightful of the dark that was inevitable, she swept the remaining food under the bed so that she would not knock it over if the mean lady decided to turn off the lights. She finally settled upon her knees behind the bed holding Sara's hand in her own, awaiting the arrival of the mean woman. Finally, the door opened and two eyes searched the room automatically. Mrs. Fields saw Sara stretched out on the bed, moving a little and talking about something, 'Did she say Grissom? That old man?' and a child behind the bed looking at her over the woman's body. She had another tray of food in her hand and she sat that down by the wall. "So, no more screaming?" She started advancing dangerously towards the bed until she was practically standing over Sara. "I got you one hell of a nanny, didn't I?" With hat, the woman slapped Sara's shoulder. It was a nice thing that Sara was not awake for should she have been, the slap would've brought stinging tears to her eyes. "Don't touch her!" Lindsey ran around the bed and wiggled her small body between the bed and the Mrs. Fields. "And what are you going to do about it, you stupid child. Move!" Lindsey didn't budge. She was trying to protect Sara as she had protected her. "Go away!!!" The woman smirked, "Go away. You want me to..go..away..." With each word that tumbled out of her mouth the volume grew louder. "If I go away, you know what's going to happen to you?!? You and your precious friend will die. You hear that? DIE!!!! But, I do not want you dead, my husband requested you, so, there!" With the conversation between the child and the woman grew louder, it took effect on Sara. Upon hearing the angry voices subconsciously, her mumbles got louder until she all but yelled them. That drove Mrs. Fields crazy. "Shut up you wench. Shut up!!!" This only increased Sara's loudness. It was like the two were having a yelling match and a small frightened child was in the middle. "Stop yelling at her, you're making it worse." Lindsey was terrified, what if Sara got hurt? "Get out of the way." She growled and pushed Lindsey to the side. The girl flew across the room and smashed hard against a cement wall. A slow trickle of blood oozed between her hair and onto the floor. She lay there, not moving. Barely registering what happened. As soon as the child was out of the way, the raging woman attacked Sara. Beating at the subconscious body, her rage soon left her and she fled out of the room. Cutting off the lights.
Sara mumbled in her sleep, deliriously. The only words that Lindsey could make out were Grissom, Catherine, sorry, Lindsey, I'm, and everything else was not understandable. Lindsey just sat by Sara's side, trying to comfort the woman but not succeeding. She wasn't hungry anymore because she ad eaten the last of her share of the food. The other share, Sara's looked delicious, but she would not go near it. The child tried waking Sara up, hoping the woman would comfort her, or even eat a little, do anything but just lie there, talking like a crazy person. There was half a bottle of water left, and Sara's small share of food. That was it. Lindsey tried going to sleep, but in the middle of the night, Sara started thrashing about violently and she feared that the woman would knock her off the bed. So, she curled up in a ball, right beside the bed and fell into an uneasy sleep.
Lindsey was awoken by some very loud footsteps. She slowly peeked up over the bed and stared in horror at the dingy door as the footsteps became louder and louder. She crept up to Sara's side and shook her slightly. "Sara, Sara, please wake up. Please. The woman is coming, she's going to hurt me. PLEASE!" As Sara was shaken she started her mumbling again since they subsided sometime a few hours ago. "Grissom....tell.....I'm sory.....Lidnsey....sorry.....I.....mean.......to.....Catherine......so sorry.......Lindsey....Grissom......Grissom.....Grissom......" She kept on without heading Lindsey, not waking up. Lindsey was frightened now. Sara couldn't protect her anymore, mommy wasn't there, she was all alone. Frightful of the dark that was inevitable, she swept the remaining food under the bed so that she would not knock it over if the mean lady decided to turn off the lights. She finally settled upon her knees behind the bed holding Sara's hand in her own, awaiting the arrival of the mean woman. Finally, the door opened and two eyes searched the room automatically. Mrs. Fields saw Sara stretched out on the bed, moving a little and talking about something, 'Did she say Grissom? That old man?' and a child behind the bed looking at her over the woman's body. She had another tray of food in her hand and she sat that down by the wall. "So, no more screaming?" She started advancing dangerously towards the bed until she was practically standing over Sara. "I got you one hell of a nanny, didn't I?" With hat, the woman slapped Sara's shoulder. It was a nice thing that Sara was not awake for should she have been, the slap would've brought stinging tears to her eyes. "Don't touch her!" Lindsey ran around the bed and wiggled her small body between the bed and the Mrs. Fields. "And what are you going to do about it, you stupid child. Move!" Lindsey didn't budge. She was trying to protect Sara as she had protected her. "Go away!!!" The woman smirked, "Go away. You want me to..go..away..." With each word that tumbled out of her mouth the volume grew louder. "If I go away, you know what's going to happen to you?!? You and your precious friend will die. You hear that? DIE!!!! But, I do not want you dead, my husband requested you, so, there!" With the conversation between the child and the woman grew louder, it took effect on Sara. Upon hearing the angry voices subconsciously, her mumbles got louder until she all but yelled them. That drove Mrs. Fields crazy. "Shut up you wench. Shut up!!!" This only increased Sara's loudness. It was like the two were having a yelling match and a small frightened child was in the middle. "Stop yelling at her, you're making it worse." Lindsey was terrified, what if Sara got hurt? "Get out of the way." She growled and pushed Lindsey to the side. The girl flew across the room and smashed hard against a cement wall. A slow trickle of blood oozed between her hair and onto the floor. She lay there, not moving. Barely registering what happened. As soon as the child was out of the way, the raging woman attacked Sara. Beating at the subconscious body, her rage soon left her and she fled out of the room. Cutting off the lights.