Chapter 5: I hear a knock at my door. It?s Jeff again. "Open the door Laura Stevens! I'm not done with you yet!" Jeff screams through the door. His voice is as loud as ever. What is wrong with him? Why is he so mad? I finally hear my mom scream across the trailer. She's telling me to run. Where to run to? What's going on? My thoughts are finally interrupted by the banging and cursing of Jeff. My door is locked so he won't get in... Unless he knocks it down. I still hear my mom screaming, and telling me to get out the trailer. So, I finally find my way to my feet and brake open my window. It's not too much to brake since most of it is taped. My door slams open right as I make my way out the window. Jeff's voice is yelling behind me. My feet hit the ground with all force pushed against me. I find my balance and start to run. I still hear the yelling but it's not as loud. Where to run to? My body is weak from running, and when I finally decide to look back, I see that the trailer park is no longer in sight. I decide to sit down and rest for a while. It was a rough night, or morning, whatever it was. It was rough. I find the nearest bench to sit on which is just a couple of feet away. As I sit down, I feel sharp pains in my back and the rest of my body. The soars on my body make it impossible to rest, but I can't do anything about it. Even if my body wasn't soar or bruised, it was invaded and that's enough to hurt me. I've been sitting down for a while trying to calm down. I didn't see anyone around me for the longest time. I'm sort of glad I didn't see anyone. I don't think I can look at anyone without crying. Before I can really relax and calm down, I hear a car coming my way. My heart sank at that very second. Who could it be? "Hey Laura!" I hear coming from the car. The car engine is turned off before I can see who it is and a dark figure is walking my way. "I see you?re still out past your bedtime. You sure you don't need a ride?" It's Kyle. He walks up and sits on the bench beside me. "Hey, what are you doing out so late? Well, I think it's late. What time is it?" I say trying to sound like nothing is wrong. It doesn?t work. I feel a tear slide down my face, but I try to hide it before Kyle would notice. "It's 2:00. Way past curfew. Are you okay Laura? I know something is wrong. Do you want to talk about it? Are can I at least give you a ride." "I barely know you Kyle. Why do you want to help me? I'm just a poor little girl who everyone hates, people hit, used for sex, is stranded on side the rode, and has now where to go. I just want to die or wake up from this dream!" I brake down crying at this point. I can't control it. I just need someone to actually listen and care. Someone that doesn't want to hurt me. Kyle puts his arm around me, but I back up. I don't know if I can trust anyone. He's telling me it'll be okay, but how does he know? I finally bring myself together and tell him what's wrong. After I finish telling him everything, I let him put his arm around me as my comfort. I realized I can trust him. He doesn't want to hurt me, I think he wants to help me. When I calm down a little more, Kyle brings me to his car. I hesitate a bit, but then I finally find myself sitting in his car. His car is comfortable and new. It?s the nicest car I've ever been in, maybe even the nicest car I've ever seen. "Where are you taking me? I can't go home. I don't know where I can go. " I say trying to trust him more. Maybe he has an idea of where I can go. I hope so because I'm getting pretty tired. Before I can finish thinking, I fall asleep. I finally wake up in a nice little house. Cream color walls and sunshine coming thru the windows. Where am I? "Good morning! Did you sleep well?" I hear a cheerful voice coming from the bedroom door. It's a tall and skinny lady with long beautiful hair. I'm not sure who she is though. I'm not to sure where I'm at right now, but wherever I am, I like it a lot. I want to stay.