"Baby can you hear me?" Her silence was beginning to scare the shit outta me. I've seen more than my share of traumatized people in my life, and I know that the next few hours can make a difference in the way she heals.
It didn't matter what she'd been through no matter how horrible, I couldn't let her disappear in her head, couldn't let her escape there though it might seem like the best thing for her.
I didn't want her blaming herself the way I did all these years, for something that was no fault of hers. Something a monster had brought about. Of all the things I would've shared with her, my legacy wasn't one of them.
How fucked was it that we now had this in common? That for the rest of our lives these memories will be a part of her, just as I'd carried mine all these years?
Right then and there I made a promise to myself, no matter what it takes, I'll get her through this. I was through running, I hope to fuck I wasn't too late. Fuck that no!