CH 34-Defiance and Hope
I awoke to Phil slapping me.
"Good, you're awake. I need answers. You haven't told me anything....what did I do wrong? Why did you leave me Isabella? I thought we had something special...you're so pretty, Isabella. So much better than your mother. Why would you ever leave? I took care of you...." I scoffed at that. THis guy is suck a lunatic.
"Phil, you beat and raped me! Constantly! Why wouldn't I leave?"
"I LOVED you!"
"You don't know what love is! I said NO! You should've stopped. I was 12 years old, Phil. 12 fucking years old!! You're a sick man."
"Bitch!" He screamed and slapped me once more. I know yelling and talking back to him is only hurting me more, but it feels good. I can finally tell him what I really think. I know someone will be here for me soon....I hope.
"I hate you Phil....I really do. And I'm not going back with you, and you'll never be able to find Renee. Your plans are ruined." I chuckled humorlessly. Thinking about what my plan had been. To trick him into going to Florida, where police would be waiting for him.....my plans didn't work out either.
My head really hurts, but I hope I'm not imagining the police sirens in the distance. Because right now I'm bleeding from a gash in my head, slowly loosing consciousness, while that sick bastard, Phil, is pacing in front of me screaming something....I can't understand what he's saying though. Maybe he's yelling about the cops. If that's so, then I'm no timagining it, and help is on the way. Everything sounds....blurry though. How can something even sound like that....I don't know but it's like I'm underwater. Ugh....my head hurts is the last thing that floats through my mind before I let the darkness overcome me.