CHAPTER 2 : the resistance.
1079 Words
LYNDA (PRESENT)
it was all the same every day. returning home from my shift was the hard part not because I had to fairly walk home for miles but because I'd rather be anywhere else than in my house. this time of the day was always the hardest and I had to prepare myself mentally to meet Jacob stillford that's what I have always called him because to me he'll never be family or a father figure. my father was a d**g and alcohol addict, most times he wouldn't take his pills and it affected me alot. I had to get used to his environment since I was merely eleven. he's the cause of my life being so destructed. and while he lived on beers and other substances I had to work two jobs while attending the prestigious school wellspring national college. its tiring yet I'm always at the top of my class, all so I can run away from the environment my father created. the truth is I'm desperate to leave this place behind I'm willing to do anything it takes to put this place in my past. wellspring the community I lived in since I was a kid. it is a small but wealthy community
this society might be small but it has the most wealthiest family profiles living here that's because of well springs security. and we have all the resources we need. many influential kids attend my school they become popular within days but I couldn't care less in the end they're actually nothing all the fame they receive is because of their parents hardwork. I'll respect a kid when he or she works themselves to earn respect and not use their parents and money to get ahead in life.
I'm here. at my doorstep. I take a few breaths and turn the knob praying he's passed out already. when I enter I see him sleeping on the couch I let out a shaky exhale of relief. I'm taking silent steps toward my room until... I step on a beer can.
No, no, no, no , this cant be happening. he wakes up and sits up. "where were you"? Jacob asks me. " At work" I reply in the most collective tone I can. "your not allowed to get a job after today "
WHAT. if I don't get a job who will? theres absolutely no one to look after me or my dad. and I have to pay the Bill's or we lose the small cramped apartment we have. have to buy groceries so I can eat I need money so that I can buy my syllabus books. if I don't buy my books then I wont pass. if I cant pass I wont be able to earn a scholarship. how will I leave wellspring then? I cant let my dad take or snatch my dreams I have sacrificed my teenage years and turned to a sensible adult. I'd be damned if I let him take my whole life.
''no you do not get to decide what I do. not unless you earn for the both of us'' i reply in a eerily calm tone. ''are you talking back to me you brat'' replys Jacob in a very angered tone. ''you have gotten way out of hand''. I finally meet his eyes and I see pure rage in them. I'm scared so utterly scared that I didn't even realise I was trembling. I see him reach for the empty wine bottle on the coffee table, unexpectedly he aims it at me and launches. I duck with my survival instincts. and the bottle crashes against the wall. shattering into many pieces. I let out a sob and run straight to my room. I lock the door as fast as I can and I put my ear against the door to hear footsteps. I don't hear any so I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. I grab my thin blazer and climb out the window its night time. so I walk towards the building I always go to when I feel upset, sad , angry or anything in general. it's a few streets ahead my house but I love walking at nights it provides a sort of peace . its alot windier than I had expected but I carry on. I hear a scream of pain from the alley to my right. the sound makes me stop In my tracks. I let curiosity take the better of me and I secretly walk towards the alley. I avoid this alley at any times. it looks dangerous and most d**g sellers hang around this spot in the evenings. I hide behind the wall and take a small peek at the alley, all I can see is a man lying on the floor taking heavy breaths and another man towering above him and that's when I spot the g*n the guy is holding above the other person's head. I feel scared and my legs start to shake. I want to turn around but I cant my legs aren't moving and I'm frozen on spot due to pure terror in what I've witnessed. I hear a faint voice of them arguing. but I cant decipher what they're talking about so I stay rooted to my place. I stay there for a few seconds trying to sort out their conversation. but without realising I lose balance and stumble forward falling on my face. I can feel my heart beat rise, I stand up look at the two men staring at me shocked. ''HEY''! the masked guy calls out. but I turn my back on them and run. I run as fast as I can my feet running on their own accord. i turn my head back to see I've lost the man chasing me. I turn directions and turn to my destination the building that is right in front of me I run to the top floor and on the roof. I breathe in the fresh air and walk towards the near end of the building I just sit. I have no intentions of jumping down. I prefer to take a rest mentally and look at the city. theres another sort of peace looking at the city at night it's all quite and peacefull alot different than then the city in the evening or noon. it's too rushy not worth admiring at that Time of the day.
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