I was stuck, frozen by fear. I only dreamed of a life without terror. Those dreams were in the day, night dreams were of running for our lives to nothing, no safety, just more terror.
I returned from work, hoping to find everyone in good spirits. Oddly the house was quiet, something was off but I would have to figure it out for myself. Very quietly I needed to check the kids to be sure all was well.
Sneaking through the old creaky trailer, I could see remnants of some adult drinking that made my stomach flip. Listening for child chatter I could hear none, peaking in the bedroom door I could see my boys asleep in their beds, both with tear stained faces. What had this day held for them? As I looked slightly more closely I could see a bruise left by an adult hand on his precious tiny cheek.
Anger and urgency rose within me, no more time could be taken. But I must be very careful, not to lose control of this situation. Finding all the courage I had inside me, I awoke the person who had caused such strife in my life. I had to leave and get help, I couldn’t make plans past that one, things were happening so fast.
The only store within 20 miles, a local convenience store. As I pulled in, there was middle of the afternoon business rush, I couldn’t find a quiet place to think. I went inside to buy a pack of smokes, as I came back out I spotted the pay phone. All I had to do was make one phone call. Who would I call, and why do people keep looking my way? Do they know him, will they tell him I called someone from this phone.
I went to the pay phone booth and picked up the receiver and begin to dial. They were watching and listening I just knew it. I had to be careful or I might not make it out alive. It’s taking to long he will know, how long has it been. Oh God please help me through this!
Hello? the voice on the other side asks, “yes, Hi mom,” I answer. “Are you okay?”she asked. “Not really,” I responded. “Please mom read my mind,”I thought to myself. “Are the kids okay?” She asked. “Yes and No,” I answered. “Is anyone bleeding?” She asked. “No,” I assured her. “Do I need to call the cops?”she questioned. “Yes please,” I responded, getting chills as I was sure someone close was listening. I was sure someone, somehow knew both sides of the conversation I just had and would tell him. He would kill me for sure.
I calmly walked back to my car, watching everyone go about their daily life. I wondered who it would be that would spy on me for him. But no time to waist, I had to get back and act like nothing was amiss. I laid down on the recliner and day dreamed of what life could be like if the kids and I weren’t scared anymore.
The life changing, prompt noise of knocking at the door, “POLICE”!
Reena’s Exploration Challenge #156