Chapter 21
Megan
*My heart pounds against my rib cage as I hide under the kitchen table, hoping he would just go to bed and let me clean myself up. His voice echos through my ears when I hear him call my name. I gulp down the lump in my throat and bring my hand to my mouth once I see his black booted feet. My tears come like a waterfall as the fear creeps as his steps come closer and closer to me.
*“Megs,” he said once more. I squeeze my eyes shut trying to not make a sound.
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He grunts a sigh and the chair in front of me scraping across the floor rips through our silent house. My eyes shoot open and I look straight at the chair. First I see his feet move round the chair, second his legs are in front of me. My heart pounds harder ready to break free, I can feel my breathing becoming heavier and my whole body begins to shake in fear but sweat with nerves.
*“MEGS,” he yells and then the sound of his fist colliding with the table. I jump a little and let out a small whimper that was thankfully masked by his grunt.
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‘Please go to bed,’ I chant in my head ‘please I’m begging you,’ I repeat. I watch his legs bend so he’s sat in a chair. I moved back a little trying to make as little sound as possible. His feet were only mere inches from my
body.
*“I just want to play, I’m getting bored of hide and seek,” he mumbles. I take a deep breath and look around “never mind I think I’ve found you,”
*
My heart stops and I look around once more and then I see it, the mirror that had broken in the living room was on my left tilted against the wall. I see him sitting there staring at me with a small smile on his face. He pushes back on the chair making an ear splitting sound and bends down. I look at him and then start to scramble back. He grabs my foot but I kick out at him and get free and then push the chair out behind me and run with him behind me.
*I run straight for the back door checking around for the key. Panic starts to set in once I hear the kitchen door slam shut. I squeeze my eyes shut. “Are you looking for this?” I hear him ask. I turn to see him holding the key to the door. I collapse against the door in defeat. “We don’t play outside, you know that,”he said while walking towards me. I close my eyes and take a deep breath, opening them again to see he is only a few steps away from me and then I see the belt in his hands.
*
“Please no,” I beg. He sighs and clutches it hard in his hands. I seethed in a breath and decided to try and make another run for it.
*I ran round the Kitchen Island and he blocked my way. I turned on my heels and headed for a draw taking out the rolling pin and just as I took it out he moved an arm around my neck squeezing tightly. He lifted me up from the ground so my feet were dangling and I moved my head down forcing his arm to loosen on my neck. Opening my mouth wide I clamped my teeth onto his bare skin sinking them in. He cursed and immediately let go of me. I fell to the floor and picked the rolling pin up and moved it between his legs and belted it as hard as I could into his groin. He dropped to the floor and I stood and ran from the kitchen through the dining room, into the living room and up the stairs to my room. I slammed my door shut and locked it and then ran into my bathroom shutting and locking the door behind me.
*
Stepping back I could feel the cold porcelain tiles under my feet and the tin metallic taste fill my mouth as the blood from my nose slowly entered and mixed with his blood. I gulped and walked towards the sink running the taps. It hurt to do anything and I didn’t know why I was trying to clean myself up when in about five minutes he was just going to do it all over again to me. I cupped water into my bloody hands and splashed it onto my face and then cupped some more and poured it into my mouth and spat it back out.
*Looking in the mirror I barely recognised myself being a punching bag wasn’t exactly making me look any better. I sigh and ran my hand through my hair and moved them to my stomach. Anger filled me it was his own
*fault did he really think I wanted to have a baby with my own father. I clenched my fists and before I knew it I punched the mirror. Cracks splashed out from my fist and pieces of the mirror fell to the floor as I did.
*A bang made my body jump and then a yell. I took a deep breath; he was in my room already. “You bitch,” I heard him yell and then crashes and smashes filled my ears. My eyes wondered to a piece of cracked mirror on the floor. I reached out and took it in my left hand holding it tightly and raised my right wrist. A thud came from the bathroom door then another and then a bang and the door flung open. His eyes glared at me and I looked him straight in the eyes “What are you doing?” he asks. I just stared back at him “don’t make me laugh Megs you don’t have the guts,”he said as he walked over to me.
*
“Fuck you,” I said and raised the piece of mirror and went to plunge it into my wrist when I felt someone take my hand. I looked to see Logan; I frowned and then watched as the walls started to fall back into darkness.
*The look on Logan’s face was cold, emotionless as if he had no soul. He pulled me up and then went to my ear “I and no one else wants’ you,” he whispered. I gulped and looked at him. He let go of me and started to walk away.
*
“No,” I said going after him fresh tears welling in my eyes “please,” I begged and then I felt someone grab me. I looked and straight away I wish I hadn’t. Benjamin grabbed my hair and within seconds I came face to face with him. “Logan,” I screamed “help me please I’m sorry,” I cried.*
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My body shot up when I heard the biggest scream of my life, I could feel the pain in the scream as it faded out. I yawned and dropped down onto my bed and sighs while looking at the clock, 2:33AM stared back at me in neon green. A yawn escaped my mouth once more as I slowly sat up and ran my hands through my hair. Another night I wasn’t going to get sleep and having to watch and make sure Megan didn’t hurt herself.
Then the screaming stopped. I frowned and looked towards my bedroom door. It was very rare she woke up on her own. Max barked loudly causing me to jump a little and then her bedroom door opened and then closed. A few seconds passed and then I heard my door handle turn. I climbed back into bed and closed my eyes.
“Logan,” I heard her whisper once she had shut my door. I remained silent and then felt my covers get moved up and a weight on my bed. I opened my eyes knowing she wouldn’t see anyway because of how dark my room was. She climbed into my bed and her head lay on my chest.
“Bad dream again?” I ask . There was silence and then I heard her sniff.
“Yeah,” she said “I’m sorry,” she said quietly.
“For what?”
“Waking you and for being a nuisance,” she states. I sigh and moved an arm around her and got comfy.
“What was the dream about?” I ask . She sighs and slowly sat up while looking away from me, “its ok you don’t have to tell me,”
“You were in it this time,” she suddenly said. My eyebrows raised as curiosity started to eat its way into me. “You were only in it at the end but basically you weren’t who you are now,” she said and looked at me “you told me you didn’t want me and that no one wants me,”
My eyes widened a little “Well I’ll never said that to you,”
“And I begged you to help me but you wouldn’t you turned your back on me and walked away as if you didn’t know me as if you didn’t care about what happened to me,” she carried on. I frowned once more “And when I woke to find you not in my room I panicked and that’s why I came straight to your room and when I saw you I just felt like I had to make sure it wasn’t a dream or anything,” she states.
“It’s ok, I don’t mind and for the record I’ll never stop caring about you,” I said and took her hand in mine. She turned to look at me and then looked down. “And I’m sorry,” I say. She looked back at me “for scaring you the other night I’m never normally like that and the fact I scared you so much that you thought I was going to hurt you, annoys me because I’d never hurt you,” I explained.
“You promise?” she asks. I nodded and hugged her.
“Of course I do,” I said and laid her down with me, “get some sleep because I and you need the sleep,” I state. She sighs and relaxed.
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