I Just Drove

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: True Confessions  |  House: Booksie Classic
Some parts are true, others are not.
I have to be honest though, I was never truly in danger, only the very beginning is the total truth where I talk about hating my job and things and when he called to me outside. The rest was from a dream I had about that night.

Submitted: June 27, 2012

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I walked out the door, feeling upset and violated. My whole body tingled with anger, my hands clenched in tight fists as the hot tears rolled down the tensed skin of my face. My every step was like I was walking in quick sand, as if I could fall into it at any point. Heart pounding through my entire body, I could feel it in my head pulsing so hard. I was eager to leave, to never see that place, that food, that man…again. I threw off my hat with pure frustration.

Then, sulking, I bent down to pick it up. I patted it, trying to get the dust and dirt off the brim, then the inside band. My nose crinkled in disgust as I blew off the remaining dust.

“Piece of shit hat…piece of shit restaurant…piece of shit job...” I mumbled. In the background I could hear the restaurant side door open and close. Figuring it was probably just another customer, I ignored it. Until I heard him call my name.

“Carson! Wait up! You forgot something.” I turned around. It was him. My body rushed with tears and anger, but I kept them down.

“What.” I replied.

“This.” He grabbed my waist and pulled me towards him, before I had a chance to react he had me on the ground, straddling me with his legs. I screamed and fought, kicking with either of my legs but he held my arms. He smiled, an evil smile, a smile that will forever remain burned into the crevices of my memory.
“Get away from me!” I screamed in utter terror, “Help!”

He sat there, calm and smiling, looking me up and down, until I grew tired. He took one hand off my arm, and put his hand behind his back. I pulled my fist back, about to clock him. I was in full jolt, until he shoved a gun in my face.

I’m not a gun person, so I didn’t know what kind of gun it was or any such detail as that, but I just remember my entire body sinking as I thought, “I’m going to have to do this.” I swallowed my sorrow and turned my face away to look at the bushes that sat behind my head.  

The gun clicked, I winced, and he let out a slow huff of a laugh. He touched my sides, and I cried. He touched my face, I whimpered. Taking my shirt he lifted it, pulling it up over my eyes so I could see.

“You have to have the full effect, you see.” He grunted.

He moved so that he could touch below, he went from straddling me to sitting on his knees on either side me, and struggled to undo his belt. I watched from the corner of my eye and through the red polyester v-neck, he was focused on the belt, the gun still in his hand, but cocked in the direction above me.

With all my might, I kneed him in the place where most men would beg to never have hit. He yelped, toppling over and dropping the gun. I jumped up and grabbed my keys, then kicked the gun to the side and ran. I ran so fast I could barely breathe when I opened the car door. I put the key in the ignition and drove. My heart was beating so fast I could barely hear my own thoughts. I just drove.  


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