Don’t Pull Her Out – Chapter 3

I had a close call last week. I don’t know what she slipped into my food, but I could taste colors, and smell the cosmos. Of course, I don’t know what had happened afterwards, but I somehow managed to land in the middle of the forest and not have any of the things I’ve managed to buy. Unfortunately for me, that means that the small amount of money that I had built up is now completely gone. I guess this means that I need to go and figure out a way to build it back up, because a month to get everything back every time I meet her isn’t fun. Of course, I’ve tried everything from going by a fake name, to dying my hair and wearing contacts. Unfortunately, she’s always one step behind me, and ready to pounce.

Anyways, this time, I stayed in an area for too long, and I knew it at the time. I was going to split the next day by taking a bus that I found the week prior. I stopped by a restaurant in the afternoon, and ordered myself some food. I made it a ritual that I would eat out on holidays, which this one was Veterans Day, though, if I’m honest, I just made an excuse as to why I should eat out occasionally as to save money. I, of course, will not be doing that anymore due to the circumstances. Now, when I got my food, (it was pasta), I bit into it and it was pretty good, but it was pretty dry. The noodles were quite stiff, and didn’t have too much flavor with it. Of course, this prompted me to drink the water after eating about a fourth of the plate, which is where I noticed a waitress that looked familiar. Of course, before I was able to figure out why, my memory gets a bit hazy.

So, as I was wigging out, all I know is that I was being pulled somewhere and something big happened. I don’t know what it was, but I do know that it was probably her again. I don’t know anyone else who would try to drug me like that. Of course, I don’t understand how she nabbed me, but I do know that she is by far the most terrifying person that I’ve ever met.

Q&A time. I figure that I’d answer some of the biggest questions that have been posted on the thread.

Question: Why not just give into the inevitable and join her?

Answer: I thought about this at one point, and it’s kind of a dark story as to why I don’t. As to the why… well… I tried calling my mom recently, and I just heard the voicemail for her. Afterwards, I tried calling my grandma that lived elsewhere to at least talk to someone and let them know that I’m still okay, as I figured that me diving out on them wasn’t the best on their psyche since my elder brother disappeared a few years back as well. Apparently he was kidnapped, and… well… I’m not going to get into the details, but he’s not living anymore. When the phone picked up, we talked for a bit, and from what I found out, my parents died of a car accident a few weeks back. Apparently their brakes went out and they drove off a bridge into water. What’s weird though is that they had narcotics in their system when they died, and so I immediately knew what had happened.

My parents had drilled it into me to not do drugs, and to not drink, and they were my role models as to the why not. They never used them and explained the why for it well enough for me to not do it. Of course, it also helped that weed and cigarettes make me violently ill when I even catch the secondhand smoke, but that’s beside the point. The main point is that they never would have touched the stuff, and since they were filled with them, I knew she was behind it. It’s hard to think back on, but the more I do, the more I know that she can’t be trusted.

As for now, I’m going to try to head to the next city. Hopefully I can get a week there to get everything together, as I don’t think that this 20 is going to last me very much longer.

Till next time.


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