Inside the Storm by Michael James & Daniel Grayson

Author:Michael James & Daniel Grayson [James, Michael & Grayson, Daniel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-06-07T16:00:00+00:00

His hand is on my throat. My eyes water as I gasp for air. I grab onto his fingers, trying to loosen his grip. He just squeezes harder. I feel myself fading. Suddenly I hear a noise. Who’s voice is that? I don’t know this woman. I want to scream, save me! I open my mouth to speak but my vocal cords won’t work. The only noise is a gurgling sound. I feel light and limp. I cannot escape this death grip. Daddy’s about to kill me.

I startle awake. My breathing is heavy and sweat is coating my skin. I touch the front of my neck. It’s tender. I try to swallow the dryness in my mouth. My throat is raw. I burst into tears, relieved it was just a dream. Daddy didn’t kill me. I am safe. It was all just a bad dream.

I close my eyes, willing my tears to stop. A noise in the distance alarms me. I sit up quickly and look around. I’m in a hospital? I see my wrist wrapped in gauze. I faintly remember seeing it before. I tiptoe out of bed and go to a door that is cracked open. It’s a bathroom. I go in and look at my reflection to see that my neck is bruised badly. Leaning in closer, I can make out where his fingers were strangling me. Fifteen years ago I left with his handprint on my cheek. This time, I’ll leave with his fingerprints on my neck. I blink my eyes and a lone tear drips from the corner. My father hates me, all because I look like my dead mother.

Exiting the bathroom all I can think is, I need to get out of here. I don’t know where I can go, though. The only money I had is at my father's house. When I sit at the foot of the bed, I see the phone on the floor. Did I call Renee or was that part of the dream? If I did - did I tell her where I am? I bend to pick up the phone. I dial the only number I know - Leather Shots. It just rings and rings. I hang up when I see it’s only five in the morning. They are closed.

I put the phone on the end stand, then walked toward the hallway. Peeking my head out, I see that it is quiet and empty. I could slip out of here and probably nobody would notice. That’s exactly what I should do. I’m never going to be able to pay this bill. Spinning on my heels, I open the cubby to see if my clothes are in there. I frown when they are not. Leaving the hospital in their gown is out of the question. I am defeated once again. The story of my life. What did I do to deserve this shit? I’m not a bad person. I try to do the best I can. I don’t put my nose in people’s business - I keep to myself.

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