Page 16 of Objection
What little air I had found again left me once more.
I doubled over in pain.
His hands gripped my shoulders and pushed me back against the wall, this time hard enough that my head hit the wall and bounced.
The room spun for just a split second.
And then, he walked away.
“Let’s have some dinner and get you cleaned up. No more fighting, yeah?” he said, walking back to the table and taking another swig of his Mountain Dew.
Mountain Dew. What an odd drink for an adult. It reminded me of teenagers and early college students.
He smiled at me.
Why?
It was as though nothing had just happened.
I couldn’t stay here.
He walked towards the back of the house, and I eyed my purse. I rushed to it, ignoring the pain radiating out of my body and bolted to the door as quietly as I could.
I didn’t have a thought in my head other than ‘leave’.
So, I did.
I got into my Camry, locked the doors, and sped out of the driveway and into the night.
I drove.
Nowhere.
Anywhere.
Anywhere but back there.
My mind was racing. Racing and yet blank at the same time. How was that possible?
I couldn’t go back there.
Back there was my home. He should be the one to leave! I didn’t have it in me to fight him.
I should call the police. No, I didn’t have... I couldn’t… not tonight.
I pulled over on the side of some random road I was on, opened the door and vomited all over the pavement. My body hurt. My heart hurt more. I picked up my phone and called Sandra.
“Hello my lovely friend! I miss you!” she said cheerfully on the other end. I didn’t speak. Tears started running down my face, much to my chagrin. I couldn’t stop them.
“Posey?” she asked, her voice instantly concerned. The tears fell faster, the sobs came louder. “Posey, where are you? I’m coming to get you.”
“No,” I sniffled. “No, but —”
“Come over. Now. I’ll come get you. Are you sure you can drive?” Sandra pleaded. Her concern touched me so deeply. I needed her right now.
“I’m on my way.” My voice was ragged. The sobbing, the vomiting, the fear, the pain. All of it attacking my body and making me want to just shut down.
The drive to her home was a quick one, once I typed her address into my GPS with shaky fingers, and figured out where in the hell I actually was. When I arrived, she was in her driveway waiting for me. I barely had the car in park when she yanked the door open and pulled me into her arms and just held me. I held the tears back for just enough time to get into her house before I lost it.
