Haunted Chp 5

Chapter 5

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I looked up at the tree staring at the cobwebs that clustered on random branch formations. The spiders were doing a slow job of killing the tree they lived on. The highway behind me was busy with many vehicles providing me with a light wind. I took a deep breath sucking in the air lazily as I turned from the depressing view of the tree.

I wanted to jump into the fast moving vehicles allowing fate to decide which one hit me. I'd rather die than go back home to admit defeat. I was determined to die or survive on my own. I was determined to die now that I'd failed my journey to end my suffering. How far had I come to be not enough yet again? I struggled to be strong enough to jump but my legs dare not move.

My eyes closed in brutal defeat and I fought the intense urge to cry. Tears were not going to save me from life.

It took me hours to walk this far into the city. I left my car at home because there was no point bringing it on a one way journey, right?

I left my purse on the table with everything I needed to get home any other way but on foot. I looked down at my feet that were numb before but now the blisters that had formed were liquid bubbles of pain underneath my foot. Tears would not save me, but they rolled down my cheek every step I took toward home.

Stars covered the sky like a thick blanket almost wool like and it scared me senseless. What was hidden in those blankets I had never seen? What did they know that I didn't? I almost feared them enclosing around me forever, spaced too far from earth and too far from finding anyone or anything worth loving and living for. It was like my whole existence would be erased.

I was not far from home now and I loath the idea of returning to his questions and show of force.

My head fell back and a scream pierced the silence of the night. My scream. Moments later an echo murmured in the distance and I stared into the wild blowing trees. Another fainter sound and my legs seemed to carry me forward of their own accord through the thick grass and prickly bush.

It isn't until I am so far in with no idea where the scream originally came from that I realize I may get lost. I turn around in a circle to get my baring's the wind whipping my hair in my sight and the confusion caused my chest to tighten in an anxiety attack. Time pasts. What am I doing here? What am I doing wrong? What have I ever done right? What is it fate wants me to do? AM I just another person trying to survive? Will I ever make something of myself...

A loud scream close to me. I bolt toward it like my life depends on it throwing all reason to the wind that would tell me to Go Away. I fought the urge to be weak. For once I would be brave.

I halted short at a wooded fence. It was in the middle of nowhere on this land that I knew belonged to my husband. The flickering light of a flame danced beyond it and the warmth caused me to shudder. His voice was discernable to me in a crowd. The middle of nowhere was like a dog whistle. I followed along the fence slowly until his voice was louder and closer to my ear. I looked through the cracks in the fence and I could see him shirtless, arms on his hips in front of four naked women.

Their skin was dirty and they cowered in fear before him on their knees. I covered my mouth to muffle the sound of air leaving my mouth. These women... they were on the missing posters in town.

"You are all apart of our family.." he sneered at them. I quickly took in the rest of the scene and I could see body parts on a chopping block near a meat grinder. The smell of fresh blood was sharp. The sound of the crying girls... He'd always said he was hunting in these woods. That he was getting meat to feed our family.

Our family... I shook in my spot.

I felt terrified. He was hurting all of those women. Probably raping them! And I was being a coward standing behind a fence of protection.

Our family... that's what he called them. You don't put your family in blenders and serve them as hamburgers! My stomach lurched at the idea that my last meal may have been one of those poor souls.

I will never forgive myself for that. Never forget the taste on my tongue. I miss my old life!

Why?! Why did I have to do this?! My feet no longer worried about the miles it traversed to get here turned and lurched me forward through the trees.

I ran with all of my might toward the light and warmth of my previous thoughts. Thoughts that circled me and my misery and not whatever hell was happening in the woods behind my house.