#whereami?

“Okay, it’s okay. It’s okay. It’s fine” I mumbled to myself. Trying to calm myself from the constant flow of anxiety now coursing violently through my veins.

I reached out to the mis coloured door handle and pulled it. “Dammit, Locked” I let out in frustration.

By now I was able to stand up straight, although my body was drained of all energy. I knew I needed to move quickly and get out of this place. If she wasn’t gone.. it would not end well for me this time.

I took a little time to look over the rest of my body. I was no longer shocked to find more blood all over me.

“Oh you’ve got to be kidding me!” I screeched. My new dress had been ruined, my shoes no where to be seen.

Instantaneously there was a massive bang upstairs. I turned suddenly to investigate.

I crouched down to make myself seem smaller as I peered into the darkness. I could only make out very small details within the breaks of light from the candles. I saw no movement or anything to cause concern.

“There’s no bloody chance I’m going up there, alone” I whispered whilst shaking my head.

I stood back up slowly, and fumbled my way into the kitchen.

“Yes!” I rejoiced silently.

There was an open back door.

I grabbed all the sets of keys I could find on the bench top.

One set of keys stood out, I pulled them closer to my face and angled them to the small amounts of light. “Hmm.. a Ford” I scuffed.

I took them anyway.

I placed my hand on the door frame. Took a few big breaths and continued outside. I whispered “where the f*ck..am I?” Once more.. nothing here made sense. I had not the slightest clue where I was.

It must have been very early morning, dew was still clinging to the grass and the air was full of musk and stillness. I tried to walk as fast as I could to the first car I seen. The grass was almost too cold to walk on.

“Thankgod! “ I celebrated out loud. The first car was a brand new White Toyota Hilux. I searched in my hands for the right key. Flipped it out and unlocked the car as quick as possible.

Once inside, I locked the doors.

Turned the key in the ignition.. nothing.

“Oh for f*ck sake, really?! How cliche.....” I complained whilst noticing that I had to put my foot on the clutch to start it.

Second time, finally. The car started.

I procrastinated for a moment to turn on the head lights. Until I was completely ready to go.

Flicked them on with one eye closed.. “you big scaredy cat” I giggled to myself.

-sitting outside by a bonfire-

[text] y ifs fire so beuatiful? Itss jsut so hot. Thelihht makes mewarm

[text] the mirttals keep truingto touchme. I donn ike it.

[text]ilovfe the fir. Whylestat have toalways cast mw away

[text] leesta is so infuratingg. Hedoenny understand. He doesnt lisfen. I waas only tyjng to help him!