Chapter 3:Somewhere I Belong

If only that paramedic knew what she was doing. She would of never sent me back. I must belong somewhere. Somewhere I Belong I thought reminding myself of the Linkin Park song I loved so much. Somewhere I belong, I belong somewhere. Not here thats for sure, I thought as I entered the hell hole once more. To find a rather twisted surprise, as the paramedic lady entered the house behind me.

"Oh darling! I've been worried sick. How could you do this to me?", the mother was putting on an act. Like old times. I immediatly turned to find the paramedic women looking sympathetic at the mother.
"Its a shame when kids run off", she said,"Exspecially when they're lucky to have kind parents". I grew sick inside. Kind Parents! Thats something I didn't have. The bitch I thought to myself. How could she do this. If only she fucking knew what has gone on in this very hall.

I calmed myself down no use getting a fuss over it. Whats done is done, and cannot be undone no matter how much un-doing it takes. I tried to look on the brighter side remembering the silly theories I had come up with to amuse myself.
'Everything happens for a reason but sometimes. The reason is hidden'.
This reason was hidden all right, like a bloody needle in a friking hay stack.
I sighed. And suddenly realised the mother and the paramedic layd's eyes were both settled on me. As if waiting for an explination as to why I ran off.
"I....I ran away", I stammered. This is my only chance for someone to know the truth I thought. And it screamed in my head over and over 'Tell the paramedic! Tell the paramedic!' I nervously glanced around and stared at the clock, watching the second tick by. Each one declaring my fate.
"I r...ran...a...w...away..be....be...because of her", I suddenly blurted pointing my finger at the mother. Shouldn't of said that I thought as I gulped down my fear. I was breathing hard and silence stilled in the hall. The mother however remained stationery and burst in tears. Its so odd I thought. I'd never seen her cry and watched with enjoyment.
"How could you?", she said between blubberings.
"There, there", I had totally forgotten the paramedic lady had been there. She ran to the mother with a clip board,"Just sign this please and I'll leave you two, to sort things out". She passed the mother a pen. I saw the majestic madness glisten in her eye as the paramedic women shut the door behind her. Hell broke lose throught the house.
"How dare you!", she screeched,"Do you know what could of happened? I could of gone to jail. Amd we both know we don't want that know do we?". Her face was right up to mine, her foul drunken breath filled my sences, and her eyes were stung with anger. I swallowed and tensed up for what I was expecting. It never came.
I opened my eyes expecting her to punch me or hurt me in any way. Then it happened. She came stroming towards me with a menacing grin. Poised in her hand was a knife. In an odd manner it reminded me off when young children play with aeroplanes. And the glide it along as if it was real. It was in a similar fashion to what the mother was doing.
I froze as the knife gleamed above me and came down in rejoice. Startled I crumpled to the floor as blood oozed out from my arm. The pain was ravishing and it volted around my body as fast as lightning. I lay their on the floor, fighting the bitter tears from falling.
I couldnt give in. I couldnt give in and be weak like them.