Knocking at my window- chapter four

Chapter Four.. cuffed

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The cool breeze blew through the curtains, wrapping itself around our bodys. Benedicts arm draped aroung my waist, her legs tangled in mine. I opened my eyes watching her sleep, her tiny dimples shining as she smiled in her sleep , pulling her arm away from me. Without my shirt my chest ached for warmness and I reached to the floor trying to pick it up. I pulled my arm forward hard feeling the most imense pain , twisting the metle around again I cried as it sunk into my wrist , then I realised I was still handcuffed to the bed. Restraining my screams, I cried in pain, swinging my body back around to face Benedict. hoping to god she would wake up and free me from their tight painfull grip.

"Benedict, baby wake up, wake up Ben " I said blowing the hair out of her face. She sturred slightly , but did not wake and I began to panic as more pain ran into my fingers causing pins and needles of the worst kind. "Baby wake up" I whispered louder in her ear. But she didn't even move. I had to option but to shake her with my free hand. Gripping her shoulder softly I rocked her back and forth untill she made a noise. "Leave me alone dad" she whined loudly. I stopped shaking her letting go of her shoulder and pulled the hair back from her ears. "Ben, it's me Baby, It's perry, you gotta wake up". She rolled over , her eyes still closed and wrapped her hand around me. Starting to get extreamly cold and scared I put my face close to hers "Babe wake up now, come on babe, please wake up". She opened her eyes slightly and pulled me closer to her, sending my wrist in the other direction.

"Fuck !!" I screamed , tears streaming out of my eyes. My tears caused Benedict to open her eyes wide and sit up, hair blowing in the wind. She looked so hot, but I had to get that image out of my head as my wrist had now started to bleed under the grip.

Looking up and seeing the handcuff still attatched o my hand Benedict screamed. Blood was starting to drip on the bed and I began to feel sick. "Where'd the key Benedict" I screamed feeling more terrified by the minute. "I don't know, I dropped it last night on the floor" she said throwing things across the room. "I can't remember where though". "You can't remember" I screamed at her as more tears fell, causing my eyes to get blurry. " I can't find them benedict screamed standing above me with her hands over her eyes. " Just keeep looking, their's no use you crying about it". I said with a tinge of anger in my voice. But It couldn't be helped. My heart was beating at a hundred miles per hour as more blood dripped from my wrist. I could her mum walking past on the creaking floorboard and she knocked on the door.

"You girls alright it their" she asked from outside Benedicts room.

"Yeah sure, I replies not wanting her to see me in this state. But Benedict panicked as she saw the pool of blood on her pillow and screamed, causing mum to open the door. "Oh Chist" she screamed turning around , I knew she was going to be sick, she hated the sight of blood. But I think she realised I was in trouble and quickly turned around, running out of the room. "Keep looking " I said to Benedict as she ran around the room crying.

After a few minutes mum came in with her secutares. Scared out of my brain I screamed as she stood besided me clipping it nar my wrist. "Hold still love, or I'll cut you, Benedict run into the bathroom and get me a wet towl and call an ambulence alright". Benedict nooded, all flushed in the face and ran out of the room, bringing back a wet towle. " Alright you ready love". I nodded closing my eyes. " Alright count to three". I kept my eyes closed and counted to three, as much cut through the metal, pulling the handcuffs away from my arm. " Sit up Perry" mum said wrapping the towle around my wrist. "Your lucky love, it just lookes like youv'e cut the bottom of your palm, it's not to deep I hope, but it's better to be safe then sorry".

I wiped my eyes with my free hand as mum wrapped her arms around me. It felt awkward, but comforting as I was now violently shaking.

Benedict ran in the room , tears falling from her eyes. "I'm sorry Perry, I didn't meant to leave them on, It was meant to be a joke" she said rubbing her eyes. I just looked at her. "Benedict , could you get Perry a nice warm shirt love , did you call the ambulence". She nodded running towards her warbrobe. I watched as she took out her favourite black v neck sweat shirt, the shirt I'm always trying to steal from her, and handed it to mum. "Lift up your arms love" Mum said pulling the sweatshirt over my head. It felt itchy , but warm and all of a sudden I felt drowsy. Slipping out of mums arms I fell back lying on the bed, as the darkness consumed me. I could see no light.

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I awoke to find myself in a hospital bed, drip hanging from out my arm. I looked around me, a curtain drapped around my bed. Mum sat in a chair reading a magazine. I tried to sit up, but fell back down feeling weak. Mum looked up from her magazine, standing up she pulled her chair closer to my bed. "How you feeling love" she asked patting my hand. "I feel so tired mum" I said rubbing my eye's. " Yeah well that would be the drip for you, but your fine".

I looked at my wrist all badaged up. " You just tore the skin of your palm love". I nodded sighing with relief " The doctor said you could take it the badages of in a few days" she said smiling, propping up my pillows. I looked at mum " Mum I wanna explain what happened last night".

Mum shook her head "I don't think you need to explain, I can pretty much figure it out for myself Perry ". A little taken back by mums harsh tone of voice, I could feel the tears swelling up in my eyes. "I just don't understand it perry, I thought I could but I just don't know anymore".

"What do you mean, are you taking back what you said yesterday". She shook her head again " No of course not, It's just I can't help you, I want to, but it's to hard for me Perry".

"Why do you wan't to help me, I don't need help" I said angrily. Mum frowned "I think you do love, either that or you just need to be away from benedict long enough to realise this is just a phase". The tears started falling from my eyes. How could she be saying this to me, after what she said to me yesterday about excepting me for me and the choices I make. "Mum , that's so like you and your double standards" I yelled pulling myself painly up. " Shh Perry lower your voice love, their are other patients that are trying to sleep". The anger started to run through my blood, and I could feel myself heating up. "You just don't get it, because your not even trying to, can't you fucking see that I am In love with her,or is that just to hard for you to belive that I fell in love or is is just the fact that I'm not like everyone else".

Mum Looked away and I grabbed her hand " Don't turn away from me mum, can't you handle the fact that I'm not with chip or spear or some other random fucking guy". Mum turned her head sharpley . " Now you listen hear Perry, you be quiet, And if you really want the truth yes I would have rather you had of taken a liking to chip or spear, rather than my bloody step daughter, do you know what this means for my marriage , why do you have to be so god damn selfish". The tears had already dried up, my face now burned with anger. "Yeah well lets just hope that next time it cut's my wrist, so I won't be here to listen to such a pathetic degredation".

Mum stood up pulling the chair away. Pulling back the curtains she walked away. I watched her walk out the door, slamming it behind her.

I lay back down closing my eyes, crossing my hands across my chest.