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Run (7) – Final Chapter
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He locked eyes with me, and mine locked with his. Slowly, he was starting toward me, beckoning to me as if I would obey his wishes.
“Come here, darling.”
“Fuck off.”
He laughed, “Ooh, someone’s gotten a little feisty.”
I knew I could run, but for once in all of this mess, I didn’t want to. I wanted to confront my fear of him, however ridiculous it may have been under the circumstances. I found a sort of bravery in myself I hadn’t known was there. I wondered if it had been there all along, too bullied to surface.
For once in my relationship with him, I fought back. As he grabbed onto my shirt, I tried hitting his arms, and was finally able to wrestle free of his hold on my clothing. And to my complete and utter shock, I slapped him hard across the face. We were both totally amazed by what I had done for what must have been an entire minute, and for that time, the power had shifted. Now I was not only the helpless victim, but I had defended myself with force. I got tingles imagining the pride Bette would feel, and my own sense of accomplishment – that I could fight for my own survival.
He was so angry after I had hit him that he lunged after me to bring both of his hands around my neck. I was so afraid and surprised that I hadn’t noticed where he was pushing me. I didn’t even know I was near the edge of the pool until he pushed me back, I lost my balance, and fell in. The sensation of falling … it really knocked the wind out of me, which in return took me longer to re-surface and take a deep breath in. By the time I could breathe again, he had already jumped in with me. It only took moments for him to start pulling me in near the middle of the pool, where we could stand.
I tried to pull myself away, but my clothes were dragging through the water, and I lost so much buoyancy that it was hard to swim. When he finally pulled me back into his chest, he put one hand on my neck, and the other slipped around my stomach. I remember that we were facing the fence, so that not even the sight of Bette’s house could comfort my concerns of his strength. He could have really killed me, and I knew it, but I had to fight. It was a new part of me, and it wouldn’t be denied any longer. I deserved so much more than this.
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You have to stand up to abusive partners whether it’s physical or verbal abuse in order to reclaim your life. Excellent story. I can’t wait for another one from that fertile imagination of yours.
At times I was so afraid for Tina and Angelicabut I’m extremely happy that she finally stood up to him. Most abusers are cowards and don’t know how to handle a woman that fights back, it throws them off their game. Angie was very brave to call the police, so proud of her for doing so. And Bette, well, she is just the greatest ever. It’s a good thing Bette was not there because she would have killed him and he well deserved it. I think though that Tina should have asked Angelica if she really wanted to visit with him after what she witnessed, I wouldn’t think she would want to see him except to spit on him. I never understood how he found them to begin with and when he caught her in the grocery store, it was obvious that he had been stalking them. It was a great story nevertheless. Thanks for bringing it to us.
Excellent job telling this story, it was at times painfull to read but a great read never the less… I enjoy your writing so I look forward to the next story, hint hint lol.
This is too good. By golly you really are an amazing writer. Thank you so much for sharing this story with us. I feel privileged to have been able to read it.
This was just amazing – I am in awe of your writing. Thank you…thank you…thank you. Pitch perfect in every way.
An excellent story, well told…and yes, Bette would have really done him in.
I just loved every part of this story, but this last chapter was perfect. I could imagine all scenes and I loved that Tina became a writer. Just loved and I can’t wait to see another story from you. Congratulation
bravo!!!
well done, GR! I echo Tanishaa’s “Bravo”.
Wow! As everyone above stated,…excellent job. You are an amazing writer GR and I am always soo happy to see a new story from you. Thank you, once again, for sharing your talent with us here on FF. Love ya!
All that talent and we get to enjoy it all. You are an excellent writer.
Just brilliant, that’s all i can say
That was amazing it made me cry, it made me proud, of how strong Tina could be,please post soon,thank you.
”this story is meant to be realistic. I hope it appears that way too, and that each reader can find their own message” – Nicely done, thanks for writing it.
Amazing story, thanks for sharing. Although I am a big fan of your naughtier stories ;op … this one just blew me away. It was so engaging and touching, and not to sound cheesey… but a story of hope. Thanks :o)
That was just a wonderful story. Hard to read and I’m sure harder for you to write but you did such a damn good job. Thank you.
As difficult as some parts of this story was to read, I truly loved how you showed the growing relationship between Bette and Tina/Angie and Bette. The journey may have been hard but the destiny(nation) was worth it.
That was awesome and glad that Tina is ok and Angie is so smart to call a cop and Bette and happy that that baster going in jail forever. This is so good and love it. Please post more, thanks!
Beautiful GR. I wish I were a poet so I can pay you the proper compliment. I wish I had Maya Angelou (I hope that’s the correct spelling, if not, my bad) Thank you for sharing this awesome story :)
Wonderful and real!
Amazing as always.Thank you.
Thanks so much for this story. I loved it.
Amazing, beautiful story!!! I’m always amazed with your capacity to write in soo many different directions. Great story, excellent job, really loved it!
Fantastic story and “write-on!”
WOW… some parts were hard to read… its just to sad that this does happen every day.. so glad angie called 911 and then bette… Great story… can’t wait for another one from you… Thanks
Write on. Please.