We would leave tonight. I laced down on the mattress and shut my eyes. Dreaming about getting a great job and moving in to a new apartment with Adelynn. Where she could run around and play and not be afraid. Or was it me who was afraid? the dream turned into a nightmare when Greg appeared. He had been drinking as usual and was taking Adelynn away. no. No . NO!!!!!
I woke up screaming with terror .Then hearing banging at the door. It was about 4 in the afternoon.
Making my way to the door I realized it was the police. I stopped dead in my tracks and gulped.
Fear spread throughout my entire body. What if thy were here about Greg?
"Hello?, Ma'am open up. Its San Francisco Police." a man boomed.
"Umm coming right out, I am not decent" I hollered back.
I quickly shoved everything in my bag and checked on Adelynn who was awake now.
I let out a enormous amount of air and the doorway opened, the outside light pouring in.
"Can I help you officer?"
"Are you the owner of the 1970s red Ford pickup?"
I squinted from being blinded by the sunlight "yes, why?"
"Well we came to inform you that your truck has been stolen"
The news hit me like a bullet, I nearly fell to the floor. "What do you me it was stolen?!" Steam could have easily come out from my ears.
"My name is John Rivers and at about 1:45 a tall man with curly black hair ,and a beard high jacked your truck and drove off" he paused and looked to the other police officer standing next to him "show her the picture Blake"
Blake pulled out a small photograph taken from a video of the man, "Do you know this man Ma'am?"
I covered my mouth with my hand. I could not believe it. It was Greg. He found me and stole the truck. He knew where I was.
I started to cry..
"Ma'am are you alright?" Blake said concerned
Wiping the tears away I beckoned "Please come inside, he may be watching" I whispered.
As I shut the door behind them, John began to throw questions at me.
"Who might be watching?, What are you.." I cut him off mid sentence.
"Listen to me for a second." I said sternly. They both obeyed and sat down a the small yellow table.
"I am only telling you because you are police officers and I have no family to go to. My real name is Sage Elliot. I am 17 years old. I lived in a foster home for most of my life until I met a guy named Greg Bowers who is 19" I paused to see if they were listening.
"Go on" Blake muttered.
I nodded and continued my story "We fell in love and i got pregnant with a baby girl. Her name is Adelynne Rose and she is 11 months old . After i had the baby he started to drink a lot. He would come home every night drunk off his ass. He started to abuse me. This happened for 3 months. I finally fought back the other night and hit him in the head with a metal pan and took off. I could not call the police because he said if I called the police he would kill me. Greg is the one who stole my car and he knows where I am now. I am in desperate need of you guys' help to get somewhere safe"
They sat there with their eyes wide open. I thought that they would fall out
Blake broke the silence saying "Get in the car then"
"okay" I replied
I grabbed Adelynn but was stopped by John "wait ,we cant take you anywhere"
"And why not?" I bluntly asked.
"That's what I thought. If you don't want to take me somewhere safe then your partner Blake can" I glared back at Blake. He nodded confirming my statement. John did not look happy but agreed anyway.
We all crammed in the police car, buckled up and drove out of the Motel parking lot and on to the road.
"Oh wait I forgot to pay!!" I said frantically urging them to turn around.
"Don't worry about it, the woman at the front desk said it would be free." Blake said turning around in his seat and putting his hand on my thigh.
It felt uncomfortable. This was not the time to be flirtatious. I cleared my throat "I want to have you guys number incase he comes back and I can call."
John handed me a white stock card with his full name and number on it. "Here you go"
"Thank you" I took the card and smiled at him.
"Here is mine" Blake winked and handed me his number on a torn piece of paper that smelled like old spice cologne. In blue ink was his phone number and a small note that read "Even if you are not in trouble ;)"
I wanted to barf!
"Oh, your too kind" I sad sarcastically.
"Mmh. Feisty uh? I like feisty" he bit his lip and looked at me.
"Blake knock it off!" John yelled.
Like a coward little puppy, Blake shrunk in his seat.
"Don't mind Blake he is a bit of an ass" John said trying to make a joke out of the whole thing.
"No kidding!" I giggled. You could tell Blake was getting hot headed.
"So where are we headed to Sage?" Blake finally spoke up
"A place called Safe Haven"