As i lay there staring up at him, the hate and anger towards him, toward his words grew and grew. I know i could not trust his word. My ribs still screaming in pain from the blow i recieved by him, and yet he sits there trying to convince me that he is not here to hurt me.
His hand covering my mouth now as i am foced to swollow one of the pills he had. The emotion my eyes were portraying instantly changed from anger to fear as i start to feel funny, my head going light and my vision and the sounds around me slowly down like and getting fuzzy. The last thing i remember is seeing a smile of what looked like accomplishment appear on his face, then nothing.
I started to awake, the view outside the car window though still fuzzy was different to what i had been staring up at previously, the sky seemed lighter then what i was looking at earlier. The car had stopped but my head was not right still and i felt myself starting to go weak again as my eyes began to lose again as i went into another deep sleep like state.
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