Chapter 4

You sit down on the couch. Thomas went out to buy some grocery's. You didn't want to come with him, because you might walk into him and everything will start all over again. You sit down on the couch and try to relax. You see your backpack lying next to the couch. You grab your phone out of it. You see you've got five texts from him. You don't want to look at them and delete them immediately.

You put your phone down and decide to take a shower. You take off your clothes and look in the mirror. Bruises are all over your body. Some of them still hurt and some of them just look pain full. You step underneath the shower and let the warm water fall onto your body. You look at the products and see there are only man products. You don't mind and put the shampoo in your hair.

When you get out of the shower you put on some clean clothes. You sit down on the couch and try to remember which day it is. Today it's....... Saturday? You grab your phone to check. When you want to put the phone down, you see his name appearing on the screen.

He's calling you! You don't know what to do until Thomas walks into the living room. "I'm back," he says when he lays the grocery's on the dining table. You look at him with a face as white as a sheet. "Is there something wrong?" He asks.

You show him the screen. " What should I do?" you ask. He gestures you to hand him the phone. He answers the phone. "Lilly?!" A furious voice says. Thomas presses his finger against his lips, as sign to be quiet. You nod. "I know you're there, I can smell the fear. Don't think you're smart because you got away. London isn't that big, honey."

With big eyes you look at the phone. "I will find you and I will tear you apart." After that sentence your stepfather hangs up. Thomas gives you your phone back. "Is this 'Taken' or something?" he asks. You smile trying to hide the fear you actually feel.

"Sorry," he says,"that was a very bad and inappropriate joke." It's okay," you say. He sits down next to you. You look around in the room and see a pile of books laying on a cupboard next to the dining table. "Are those my books?" you asks and point at the pile. He nods.

"You like reading?" he asks. You nod. "Reading was my escape," you explain, "I could just, go into another world and forget about my problems." What's your favourite?" he asks. You think and look at the pile, but then realize something. Your book! Your favourite book! How could you forget? It's the book your father gave you when you and your mother moved to London. Besides the photo on your nightstand it's the only thing you've got of him.

"I have to go back," you say and stare at the pile. "What?" he says shocked,"are you crazy?! He just threatened you! You can't just go back, you just escaped!" But I forgot it, I forgot my book," you say. "Look, you'll get your book back, but just not right now. We'll figure something out, so don't worry," he says with a smile. "We?" you ask. He nods. "I will help." You smile and feel something you haven't felt in ages. The feeling of not being alone anymore. The feeling of happiness.

A/N: I hope you liked it, this chapter is to give you some background information, so please let me know what you think and vote (:

xx- Marly