Chapter Five
867 Words
*** A Few Days Later***
I checked out of the Hospital, There was nothing more they could do for me, and to be perfectly honest, I wanted to get back out and enjoy my holiday. My family were convinced we were going home, but, I didn’t want to! And I kind of feel like it’s my say.
It happened to me, Not them, So, if I want to carry on then why the hell not?
They were waiting for me in our rental car, in the carpark. I told them I wanted to check myself out and feel with all the stuff myself.
I know how upset they are that this happened, and just felt like the more they had to deal with, the more it upset them.
I mean, I’m not completely over it, Obviously. It's only been a few days, but I’ve had more time to deal with it.
I can only imagine the thoughts going through my parents head.
‘’Why did we come here? If we went somewhere else, It wouldn’t have happened’’.
‘’Why didn’t we stop her from going out alone?’’
‘’This is our fault’’.
‘’Why couldn’t we protect her?’’
I knew these were all questions they were asking themselves because they were all questions they had asked out loud in front of me.
It was my fault.
It was all my fault.
If I hadn’t had been so eager to have a ‘’Summer Romance’’ then I wouldn’t have met Brent and none of this would have happened.
‘Hey’ Someone snapped their fingers in front of my face, ‘Are you ok?’
Shaking out of my thoughts, I looked up to see who it was. It was my mother.
‘Sorry, Yeah, I’m fine.’. She smiled and I followed her to the car. CLimbing in, My dad remained silence, which was fine, because I wasn’t in the mood to talk, and we headed back to our Hotel.
As soon as we got to our rooms, I saw the pile of suitcases by the door.
‘What are those for?’ I asked, upset and confused.
‘What do you think? We’re going home!’. My dad snapped. His tone hurt my feelings, but I knew he was mad at the situation, not me.
‘I don’t want to go home’. They both looked at me. ‘I just want to put everything behind me and enjoy our family vacation’.
My parents shared a look, they were considering it.
‘Honestly, Please, Can we stay?’ It took them a minute to answer, but when they did, they agreed.
‘But if anything else happens, we’re on the first plane home!’. I nodded. ‘Ok. Good. Come on, We have lunch reservations, we can unpack later’.
I came back up to the room after Lunch, The family wanted to go to the pool, but, I really wasn’t feeling it, So, with a bit of persuasion, they agreed to let me come up.
As soon as walked into the suite, I quickily locked the door.
Letting out a relieved sigh.
What shall I do now? I was bored, but I didn’t feel ready to face going out, either with my parents or alone.
Wandering over to the sofa, I sat down, about to put on the TV when I heard a small bang, it made me jump to my feet and my heart honestly felt like it would break out of my chest!
What was that?
‘H-hello?’ No answer. ‘I-is anyone t-there?’ I was scared. 100%, genuinely scared. Was someone here? Was brent here?!
I wanted to turn and run out of the room and find my mum and dad and feel safe, but it was like my natural instinct to investigate.
What if it is him? Has he come back to finish the job?!
As I walked passed the desk we had in our room, I grabbed the letter opener. It wasn’t sharp, but, I could use it to defend myself if needed.
Holding the blunt-bladed item out in front of me, I slowly crept towards the source of the sound. Every step I took, The worse the fear inside me got.
Approaching the bedroom, I used my foot to kick the door open and ran in, in a sort of, Ripping-the-bandage off tactic.
The room was empty.
I couldn’t even see what could have possibly made the noise. Walking out again, I heard something in the living room… what was that now?
Sighing, and getting annoyed, I stormed towards the sound. Was someone messing with me right now? Because I really wasn’t in the f*****g mood!
Rounding the corner, I froze seeing someone stood in the middle of the room.
‘Hello?’...
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