posted on Dec, 9 2004 @ 01:01 PM
This is my first one on this board....
She was never going back, she couldn't or she would be dead. She thought about what happened the last few hours and sobbed quietly. She was almost
to Chicago, she had to hold out till she arrived, then she could cry on her best friend, Liz's, shoulder. It wasn't supposed to be this way. This
is what she dreamed of her whole life. As a little girl she imagined this time to be romantic and exciting, not scary and gruesome. The only good
point of the days events was that she got out in time. If she actually did the nuptials with this man...monster, she would have been truly sorry, and
It was really dark, no one was on the road, just a long drive on I-88 from Iowa to Chicago. She thought about how she would miss her old small town.
She should call her mother in the morning so she doesn't worry about where she's at. It's going to be a huge shock to everyone.
Hopefully no one enter's her and Bryce's home or they will be shocked at what they find. How could she have been in love with him for two years
and not know this devestating secret? When he changed, things got ugly, wine glasses shattered to the ground, shards of glass stuck to the wall like
glue. Champagne bottles were thrown, one was still lodged in the wall across from the kitchen sink. The other well, the other she used to hit Bryce
over the head with so she could get away. She doubted he would be unconsious for long, and feared his rath. That's why she just had to leave for a
few months, a restraining order wouldn't stop a man, let alone a monster.
Tears rolled down her face as she realized the day she planned her whole life for wasn't going to happen. Devestation flooded through her, she
couldn't let herself break down yet, she had to get to Chicago in one piece. Then she could let herself cry. A horn wailing behind her snapped her
our of her daze. "What!!!" she screamed to herself. She was going twenty over the speed limit as it was. The two headlights were blinding her,
the car behind her was right on her tail. Fear shaked through her, there was no way Bryce knew where she was going, no way. She couldn't make out
the driver of the vehicle, but could see it was a black car. Bryce's car was also black, but he had a BMW, she couldn't make out the model of the
Suddenly her car lurched forward, the jerk behind her and bumped her, she swerved into the next lane to avoid collision with the cement wall. The
jerk was pulling up next to her, she was terrified but she had to look to see who was driving the car next to her.