This chapter has been ready for a while but I just wasn't sure if it was any good and the last couple of chapters should be good. But eh, I tried.
"Okay, Okay. You need to stay closed"
I pushed the table in front of the door and grabbed a chair and set in top. It was a pitiful blockade but I had to find a phone to call the Police. I wasn't even sure they would come since they never did anything but it was worth a shot. I couldn't think of anything else and there was no way I able to fight the guy off again.
To run or not to run.
The man approached me and I knew the answer to the question. I didn't get too far, I slipped on the slimy planks and crashed down. I tried to stand but the man captured my good leg. I clawed at the wood but my nails bent and failed.
"Violet don't fight it! Its for your own good!"
"Let me go!"
I kicked his ankle weakly in an attempt to hurt him.
"Listen to me!"He twisted me and pulled me up.He had a knife and he dug it beneath my chin.
"This is- " I kneed him in the groin and stole his knife when it clattered against wood.
It was too dark for me to see anything. I outstretched my hands and walked slowly.
"If I was a phone where would I be?" Talking to myself made the dark less intimidating.
An office obviously but what office and where?
My hands slammed themselves against a door, I found a knob farther down and twisted it. I opened it and felt on the wall until I found a light switch. Thank God for Thomas Edison. Not many places had lights built in but I was glad this one did.
The room was full off crates. There was a deck that overlooked the warehouse with two staircases on each opposite side, a large green gate occupied the left wall. I scanned the room until I found another door. It was barely visible since all the crates were in the way but I could make out a quarter of the green paint.
I needed to get to that door but those stairs looked steep not to mention extremely long.l bit my lip to keep from yelping. My leg was burning as I walked down the steps. All that running couldn't be helping it heal.
After the arduous and eternal trip, I limped as fast as I could. I got to the middle of the room when the lights turned off. I could feel my skin pulling with fear.
There could have been a malfunction with the lights but then again... I would have heard if he came through the door, Right?
Didn't matter, I needed to try that door.
Deep breaths, Deep breaths.
Its going to be fine. The police are going to come and get this guy and I'm going to go Home- No I'm going with Spot and we're going to get me a job and a good place.
I kept telling myself the same thing as I kept going through the factory's warehouse. I had closed my eyes and wrapped my arms tightly around myself.
It was stupid to have my hands like that rather than in front of me but I was too scared to let go.
"Violet, Violet, Violet."
I snapped my head to the sound. It was still far off.
I bit my lip hard and covered my mouth. Anything to keep quiet.
"It will be better if you would just listen. Please listen to me!" His sing-song voice echoed in the room and vibrated towards me.
I pressed another hand on my mouth and pushed down with as much force as I could. My legs were shaking but I knew I had to get to that door. I moved as quickly and as quietly as I could.
The thought that the door might be looked had escaped my mind until I was thankful it wasn't. It creaked when it opened and I nearly sobbed. I shut it behind me and nearly gagged. It was a water closet. The smell floated around my nose and then attacked it with a punch of human waste.
The tears fell shortly after. I'd risked a lot to only find a lousy bathroom. I had to pinch myself to regain a level head. Cringing I reached for the door and felt underneath the doorknob, I slid my hand upwards when I found the area to be smooth. There was a lock and chain. A sigh wasn't enough to express my relief. It quickly vanished though.
The slam against the door made me scream. I pushed my back against the door and planted my feet firmly on the floor.
"Open the door! Violet let me in please my bird!"
"Go away! Just leave me alone!" I cried and slammed by back completely against the door. "What do you want from me!"
"Just open the door please! I swear I will make it better!"
"Why are you following me around?"
"To help you!"
"You can't help me. I don't know you!"
"But I can! Violet the life you are leading isn't what your parents wanted! Open the door!"
My parents? "They're dead! All right? My life is fine. Just leave me alone!"
"I can't Violet! Don't you remember me? Say you remember me!"
"I know, you helped me that night and I'm grateful but please just stop!"
"No, no, no, no, no. Violet remember me! Remember me! I did it! I did it! It was me Violet!"
"You did what? Who are you?"
He hit the door and stopped pushing. I could hear his whisper through the door.
"I need to make it up to her...yes. She'll forgive me. If I tell her she'll come back to me..."
I took a deep breath and stayed straight against the door. "Make it up to who?"
"Her. Do you remember her? She liked you."
"Who was she?"
"Its been so long, she won't let me see my daughter. She says its my fault."
"Who says its your fault?"
I wanted to distract him, buy myself some time.
"I thought if I cleaned the streets of drunks and made it safe she'd let me see her but she won't! I showed my work to her but she doesn't care!"
"Who doesn't care?"
"The police don't do their job. So I had too. After the fire, she took her from me. It wasn't my fault! I tried so hard but they wouldn't let me through, you remember don't you? When I found you after all that time, I knew you were special and then I went back to the place, relived it all and I remembered you. You made it too. We're the only ones that made it! If I fix you and make you better. She'll see and let me have my daughter. That's why you have to come with me."
"What are you talking about?" I wanted to evaporate.
"We have to go to Elsie's mother. Elsie loved her mother, Catherine did too. After the fire, she took her from me. She said I was never there, that I didn't feed Catherine. But I tried and it hurt to look at her! So sometimes I forgot! But I can know. See I need you Violet. We'll start over. I'll give you your home back. You'll be Catherine and I'll find someone to be Elsie. We can do it all again and you won't have to work or be with that wretched boy anymore! I'll kill him so he won't bother you anymore."
I was confused and enraged at his lunacy. I needed to get out of here and he needed to leave me alone.
"I'm sorry... I wish I could help you but I can't...you see. I-I... I already have a family. You need to be with your real daughter."
The door clattered with the impact of his body.
"Have you not been listening! I need you to come with me! Damn it! Listen! No one ever listens!"
"I'm not going with you! That's your problem and I'm not going to fix it for you! So get out here!"
"You have to! That's your whole purpose! You survived the fire to help me! Why should you be spared and not my wife?!"
"What are you talking about?!"
"The fire Violet! The fire! The one were your parents died! You're so stupid! You don't remember me! It was only two years ago! Damn you, Violet! You should have died, not my wife! You're turning into a whore and a traitor running around with that hood! A hood killed your parents! That drunk was a hood!"
"I don't know who you are and I don't want to know! Just leave me alone!"
"I can't! You need to help me get my daughter!"
I hit my head against the door. What was I going to do? I was trapped and he was going to break that lock any minute now. I didn't want to move around the room to find anything in case he pushed the door hard enough and I wasn't there to hold it.
Except there was a knife in my pocket. A knife safely tucked inside my dress.
As soon as the thought appeared, I shook my head to wipe it away. I couldn't, I wouldn't, I shouldn't.
But would I? If he came in? I didn't think I had it in me.
The door started to jostle and I would have lost my footing if I hadn't held on to the wall.
"Come out Violet. I'm losing my patience!"
I stayed as close to the door as I could and reached out my left hands. I found the light switch and flipped it, I didn't want to turn it on before because I feared he would find me if light escaped through the bottom of the door. The toilet was right across from me, a plunger, a sink, and toilet paper. Nothing that could help me.
It wasn't long before the door gave up and left me to fend on my own. My hands slapped the handles of the sink and the water started to pour. I grabbed the plunger right next to the toilet as I regained my balance.
"Get away from me." I held the item right in front of me.
"Violet-" He took a step forward and that's when I struck. I hit right and left, it was almost comical. I wasn't doing any real damage since it was rubber but it was distracting him.
I lost my grip when he caught it and pulled it away. It clattered on the ground and the stranger took the chance to grab my hair.
"Everyone died but us. We have to make it right."
He was pulling so hard I thought he was going to scalp me.
"Let me go!" I dug my nails into the flesh of his hand.
"Listen to me!" He slammed me against one of the crates.
My head collided with the wood in a painful crack. Black corners crept at the edge of my vision.
The man took raged breath before his crazed green eyes looked at me. The light behind him gave him a terrifying halo.
Light? When were those turned on?
He must of noticed too. He blinked twice before looking to his right.
I'd never forget the sound that followed.
The scorching sensation of fresh blood on my skin made me scream.
My trembling fingertips were stained with scarlet after I touched my cheek. That was the second time someone else's blood splattered on me.
I didn't want to look. I didn't want the image to be imprinted in my mind until the day I died. The sound and the blood were enough.
"Are you okay?"
I felt Spot' warm hands on my cheeks, shoulders, and hands. I could hear him, feel him, smell him, I tasted his kiss but I couldn't bring myself to look at him.