Woman's Cry by Vanessa Martir

Author:Vanessa Martir
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Augustus Publishing
Published: 2010-09-08T04:00:00+00:00

The pounding in my head eventually brought me back to reality. My left eye was now swollen shut and I could barely keep the right one open due to the agonizing ache in my head. But I knew that I didn’t have the luxury of considering my wounmds. I was certain that if I did not get out now, I would die at the hands of my first love. I remained still and silent for a while to ensure that I was alone in the room before I went to work on the knot again. When I was certain, I began pulling at my arm disregarding the cramping in my body. I whimpered quietly when my arm came loose. “Oh God, please. Help me get out of here.” The salty tears stung my bruised face.

I used my free hand to unravel the knot that bound my right wrist. When I tried to raise my body to untie the fetters on my ankles, I screeched in pain. The loud noise startled me and I lay back down, fearful that Fabian would hear and return to rebind me and sadistically strike me again. I held my breath nervously as I listened for a sound but heard only silence. Slowly, I raised my battered body. I held my side with one hand and freed myself with the other.

Before getting out of the bed, I scanned the room for any signs of exit. I’d heard Fabian lock the door behind him earlier so I knew that probably wasn’t an option. I got up and tried the door anyway only to find that my suspicions were correct - the door was bolted shut. In the far left hand corner of the room, over a disheveled couch, I saw a small window. I limped over to it and determined that with effort I could fit my body through but first I had to find something to break the window with. I knew that as soon as I shattered the glass, I would have to hurry out because Fabian was certain to hear the crash.

I searched the room and found the pail with bloody water that Fabian used to clean my wounds. I emptied the water, climbed atop the couch and practiced my intended movements. I didn’t bother to consider that I was naked, that I didn’t know where I was or where I was going. My only thought was getting out of there fast.

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