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may be, there is something, someone accompanying you on this journey. Find it again, and the writing will just flow. You understand what I’m saying?”
I nod, remembering he can’t see me. “I understand.”
He asked to see an update in two weeks. Until then, I had no choice.
No choice whatsoever.
…
The road is dark and windy, even the moon seems obscured behind the night clouds. Like every other time I’ve gone up this road, I do so cautiously. Eyes focused, mind fractured with emotions.
This time the emotion is guilt.
I grip the steering wheel, wanting so desperately to close my eyes for a moment, but my focus needs to remain on the road.
I hear his words echo in my head.
The voice telling me to leave her alone.
The threat to end my life should I dare go near her .
I want to conquer this battle; all I have to do is turn around and head back home.
Home. Not to my dealer.
Weak. Pathetic. Worthless . The words scream at me.
I am a coward.
I slam my foot on the brake, forcing the car to a halt. I sit still, heart pumping as the engine continues to tick over. It’s a desperate bid to save myself from the misery and disgrace that has once again come over me.
With my last attempt to redeem myself, I slam my foot on the gas, turn the car around and head in the opposite direction.
I did it. I won the battle… this time.
As I take a sharp turn round the bend, I notice the skid marks on the road followed by the smell of burnt rubber in the air. My eyes dart to a faint light that flickers by the tree down the hill. There are no other houses on this stretch of the road, and something tells me someone is down there. I pull the car to the side of the road, grabbing my cell before quickly hopping out and running down the hill towards the light. In the darkness I stumble on sticks and stones and hear the sounds of animals lurking around me. Fuck, it scares the living daylights out of me, until my heart stops in a panic, my legs beginning to shake and my throat runs dry.
My brain scrambles to make sense of what I see in front of me.
The license plate.
Charlie!
Chapter 10
The adrenalin is pumping through my veins as the cries for help draw nearer. I run so fast that my chest is burning and I am out of breath. With time not on my side, I quickly examine the car and see that the door is wedged in. There is no chance I can pull it open. The window is slightly ajar, and I see her head resting against the shattered glass.
“Help me…help me please.” Her voice is weak, barely recognizable.
“Charlie?! Charlie?! It’s me! Julian!” I crouch down to her level, close enough to see the blood trickling down her forehead. I try my hardest to disguise the look of terror on my face, not wanting to frighten her.
“Julian,” she whimpers.
I scramble to the back of the SUV and climb in till I’m sitting beside her in the passenger’s seat. Without even thinking, I grab her hand to feel her pulse, trying to remember my first aid training. Placing the pad of my two fingers on her wrist, I press lightly and begin counting the beats per minute. Doing my mental calculations, I try to determine the strength in her heartbeat.
Her pulse is faint.
First rule, remain calm. How? How could I remain fucking calm when the woman I loved, the women who was supposed to be my future is lying in this wreckage, her pulse barely detectable, on the brink of possibly dying in my arms? Not to mention, she is heavily pregnant with a child!
FUCK! The baby!
I pull out my cell; it has one bar of reception. With shaky hands, I dial 9-1-1.
“9-1-1, what’s your emergency?”
“ I need an ambulance. I found a woman crashed into a tree.” The panic is evident in my voice. I reach out to hold Charlie’s hand. Her eyes are wide and they look back at me in horror. She squeezes her eyes tight, letting out a startling scream. Her lips are quivering and
I nod, remembering he can’t see me. “I understand.”
He asked to see an update in two weeks. Until then, I had no choice.
No choice whatsoever.
…
The road is dark and windy, even the moon seems obscured behind the night clouds. Like every other time I’ve gone up this road, I do so cautiously. Eyes focused, mind fractured with emotions.
This time the emotion is guilt.
I grip the steering wheel, wanting so desperately to close my eyes for a moment, but my focus needs to remain on the road.
I hear his words echo in my head.
The voice telling me to leave her alone.
The threat to end my life should I dare go near her .
I want to conquer this battle; all I have to do is turn around and head back home.
Home. Not to my dealer.
Weak. Pathetic. Worthless . The words scream at me.
I am a coward.
I slam my foot on the brake, forcing the car to a halt. I sit still, heart pumping as the engine continues to tick over. It’s a desperate bid to save myself from the misery and disgrace that has once again come over me.
With my last attempt to redeem myself, I slam my foot on the gas, turn the car around and head in the opposite direction.
I did it. I won the battle… this time.
As I take a sharp turn round the bend, I notice the skid marks on the road followed by the smell of burnt rubber in the air. My eyes dart to a faint light that flickers by the tree down the hill. There are no other houses on this stretch of the road, and something tells me someone is down there. I pull the car to the side of the road, grabbing my cell before quickly hopping out and running down the hill towards the light. In the darkness I stumble on sticks and stones and hear the sounds of animals lurking around me. Fuck, it scares the living daylights out of me, until my heart stops in a panic, my legs beginning to shake and my throat runs dry.
My brain scrambles to make sense of what I see in front of me.
The license plate.
Charlie!
Chapter 10
The adrenalin is pumping through my veins as the cries for help draw nearer. I run so fast that my chest is burning and I am out of breath. With time not on my side, I quickly examine the car and see that the door is wedged in. There is no chance I can pull it open. The window is slightly ajar, and I see her head resting against the shattered glass.
“Help me…help me please.” Her voice is weak, barely recognizable.
“Charlie?! Charlie?! It’s me! Julian!” I crouch down to her level, close enough to see the blood trickling down her forehead. I try my hardest to disguise the look of terror on my face, not wanting to frighten her.
“Julian,” she whimpers.
I scramble to the back of the SUV and climb in till I’m sitting beside her in the passenger’s seat. Without even thinking, I grab her hand to feel her pulse, trying to remember my first aid training. Placing the pad of my two fingers on her wrist, I press lightly and begin counting the beats per minute. Doing my mental calculations, I try to determine the strength in her heartbeat.
Her pulse is faint.
First rule, remain calm. How? How could I remain fucking calm when the woman I loved, the women who was supposed to be my future is lying in this wreckage, her pulse barely detectable, on the brink of possibly dying in my arms? Not to mention, she is heavily pregnant with a child!
FUCK! The baby!
I pull out my cell; it has one bar of reception. With shaky hands, I dial 9-1-1.
“9-1-1, what’s your emergency?”
“ I need an ambulance. I found a woman crashed into a tree.” The panic is evident in my voice. I reach out to hold Charlie’s hand. Her eyes are wide and they look back at me in horror. She squeezes her eyes tight, letting out a startling scream. Her lips are quivering and
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