Feeling Safe With Danger

I kept running through the darkness, frequently brushing up a bush or trunk of a tree. I probably had scrapes and scratches everywhere, but I didn't care.

I began to panic a little. I had nowhere to go, obviously I couldn't go back. I always knew what Harry was capable of. The way he had acted earlier only confirmed my fears of what he would do to me.

I felt a little relief as I saw light ahead of me. As I approached it, I noticed it was coming from a little inn out in the middle of nowhere.

Ok? I thought. Better than nothing.

Before I reached it, I quickly remembered my phone.
Without thinking, I scrolled through my contacts and landed on a familiar name.

I hit call.

"Uhhh...hello?" I heard a groggy voice say on the other line after it rang for what seemed like ages.
"Lane! Oh thank god you picked up!"
"Huh? Vana? Something wrong?" He sounded....sleepy.

Oh my gosh I'm an idiot, of course he sounded sleepy! It almost 1 am...I probably woke him up.
But it didn't matter. My situation was urgent.

"Lane! I'm scared. I need you to come pick me up....he's gonna get me. Im scared.." The rest was muffled by my sobs.

"Vana!? Who is gonna get you? Where are you?" I could hear the panic in his voice.

"Ummm..." I looked at the sign in the inn. "I'm at the Forest Grove Inn."

I heard some shuffling and a car door slam on the other end.
"Okay, I'm plugging it into my GPS....It says its about forty five minutes away."
"Please. Hurry." I pleaded weakly.

"Who were you talking about?" He asked. I could hear his car start.

"I'll.....I'll explain later....."
"Okay, I'll see you in a bit. If anything bad happens, do. not. hesitate. to call the police, you hear me?"

The police?

"Vana!?" His voice was urgent.

"What?"

"Promise me you'll call the police."

"uhh...."

"Promise me!!"

"I...I promise."

I heard him sigh. "Stay put. Stay safe."

Safe.


My heart began to race at the thought of having to call the police on Harry.
I don't want see him in jail.
Vana. Snap out of it. He's dangerous. Him being in jail could be what keeps you safe.
Safe.
Safe is boring.
You know what's exciting?






Danger...






You know who's dangerous?





Harry.



"Shit." I cursed out loud.

How could I be thinking of Harry like this?

I sat down by a tree, not wanting go into the creepy inn.
I impatiently waited with my phone clutched in my hand.


It seemed as if hours had gone by.
My head snapped when I heard the noise of tires screeching to a halt.
I felt a flood of relief wash through my body as I ran to the door and hopped in. Lane sped off.

As we drove, he glanced at me with his blue eyes. It intimidated me a little.

Only a little though.
You know who really intimidates me though?

Harry.


Shit.

"Tell me everything." Lane demanded.


I felt the tears brim in my eyes as I contemplated telling him about Harry.

Notes

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