My Psycho Best Friend

Chapter 6

    The last few days, I have been feeling like I am losing my mind. I am having a harder time, mentally, being down here. There is not a whole lot to do. I am over doing the same old things. All day, I just walk back and forth across the basement. I just feel so anxious down here. I know I must try soon to get out of here or at least earn some trust so I can just go upstairs into the house.

     Hours go by, and I am still just pacing back and forth in the basement. I look at the clock and realize it is almost 5 PM, so I must start cooking dinner. I only have what Ian has brought, so I make a simple baked chicken breasts, with garlic mashed potatoes, and green beans. Ian comes right on time, like always, and sits at the table. I put food on a plate and serve him. I then make myself a plate of food. We sit down and eat. We do not talk much these days so, we just sit there in silence.

    After dinner, I clean up the kitchen and wash the dishes. We lay down to watch a movie. And like usual, Ian wants to have s*x. Tonight, I just do not feel into it, but I know I must do it to not make him angry. I know the last time I went against him, I regretted it. After he got what he wanted, I went to go take a shower and wash the feeling of him touching me off. I take a long shower. Longer than I normally take. I think I was in there for about an hour. I turn the shower faucet off and grab my towel to dry off. I wrap the towel around me and walk to my room. I do not have many clothes, so I just put one of Ian’s clean shirts on.

    I noticed Ian was already asleep. I thought about laying down with him but decided against it. I wanted to see if I could open the door to go upstairs. I do not know if he ever locks it when he is down here with me. I have never seen him lock the door unless he is on the other side of the door. I walk up the steps as quietly as I can. I put my hand on the doorknob. I thought about just going back to bed, but I know I must know if I can get out. I begin to turn the knob and realize that it is not locked. I slowly crack the door open and walk through as quietly as I can. I shut the door behind me. I am walking and just looking through the house.

    Everything still looks the same. Nothing has changed about the décor of this house. I wonder how his parents are doing as he does not talk about them to me. I am just going from room to room. Exploring everything about the house. It is dark, which makes it hard to see. I am walking through the dining room when I walk into something. The next thing I know, I hear glass break. I realize I have bumped into the china cabinet. I am going to be in so much trouble. I wonder if he heard me.

    I listen for his footsteps and wishing that I had locked the door of the basement. This might be my only chance of escape. I run towards the kitchen so I can run out the front door as that is the closest exit. While I am running through the kitchen, I hear the basement door open which is right behind me. I try to go faster, and I make it to the living room. I am almost to the front door. I reach for the doorknob then I am hit with something. I fall to the ground. I try to get back up when I am hit in the head again. I am feeling dizzy and everything is becoming fuzzy. I know I am going to black out. I can only hope he will not be too mad and will have mercy on me.

    I wake up with a throbbing headache. I massage my temples to try to take the pain away. I look around and I realize I am back in the basement on my bed. I look around and Ian is sitting in a chair at the end of the bed. I look at him nervously. I can tell by the way he is looking at me that he is extremely mad. I know he is going to punish me so bad. He gets out of the chair and is coming towards me. I try to go backwards but cannot since the wall will not allow me to go further away from him.

    He wraps his hand around my neck and says, “Why did you try to leave? You know that I love you. I thought we were finally getting somewhere. I thought I could trust you. I am going to punish you so hard that you will not ever dare to try that again!”.

    Before I could get any words out, he hits me. It was a punch that I would expect from grown men hitting each other. He has never hit me this hard before. He throws me across the room. I hit the wall and fall to the ground. He starts kicking me in the stomach. He keeps kicking, punching, and throwing me for the rest of the night. My only savior was that I passed out from the pain and all I could see was complete darkness.

    I thought I had died but I guess even God does not have mercy for me. I just wanted to go away and be free. I awoke with so much pain coursing through my body. With much difficulty, I made my way to the bathroom so I could inspect the damage. I look in the mirror and all I see is my entire body is bruised black and blue. You could not even see my skin color.

    I just cried and cried. I cried my heart out. I knew I should not have done that. I just made my situation worse. How could I be so stupid. I go back to bed so at least I could just lay down and rest. No matter how many positions I tried, I just could not get comfortable. I was falling in and out of consciousness. I felt so weak. I do not know how long I was there. But finally, darkness came over me and I could finally get some rest.

    After what felt like sleeping for days, I felt more refreshed and well rested. I walk around the basement with difficulty. I had to keep myself up by supporting myself with the wall. I look for any signs that Ian has been down here. I am now sure how long I was out, but I am sure it was for a couple days. There are no signs of him being down here. I felt relieved.

    I go about the usual routine I had before I had tried to escape. I read for a few hours then fixed some lunch. I watched a couple movies till dinner had to be made. 5 o’clock came and went. After a couple hours, I realized that he was not coming tonight. I felt relief for the fact that if he were not down here then he could not hurt me. I ate my cold dinner then cleaned up the kitchen. I did the dishes and went to go take a shower. After my shower I put a clean shirt on. I was only ever allowed to wear shirts. He would not even allow me underwear. He always told me that I was his and since he wanted me to walk around practically naked then that is what I must do. I lay down and I read a book for about an hour then I start to feel tired enough to go to sleep. I put the book down and cover myself with a blanket. I then fell into a dreamless sleep.

    I could feel movement. I open my eyes to see what was making all the movement. I look up and see Ian, thrusting in and out of me. I did not even realize he had come down to my bed. He saw that I was awake now. He grabbed my neck and started squeezing. I did not fight because it was of no use. If he wanted to kill me, he could, and I would not be able do anything about it. He squeezed till I could not breathe. I thought I was going to pass out and die. But at the last second, he released my neck. I began rapidly wheezing and trying to get as much air as I could.

    He just continued to thrust in and out of me all night long. He just could not get satisfied. I knew I was going to be so sore tomorrow. I just wished that he could find his release and just get off me. I could already tell that I will be very sore and pained tomorrow. I tried not to focus on him. I just stared at the ceiling. I felt so numb. Am I going to become just an empty shell of the person I used to be?

    Ian Holloway, you have ruined me. I will never forget what you did to me. You were the one person I trusted and loved. You took all choices and freedom that I had. All because I made another friend. I should have seen the signs and the red flags. They were always there but I overlooked it because you were the only person who cared about me. One day, I will get out of here. I will put you in jail. Even though you deserve worse. I will get my revenge.