Monday, December 5, 2011

The night of terror

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Driving home, I just wanted to get back to my bed. It was so dark out, the glaring of the car lights were blinding me at times. The car wasnt cooperating and I was doing my best to drown out the arguing that was ensuing behind me.

On the highway, watching the cars past, my head started to pound. It felt like I got hit with a tonne of bricks. I pulled over to the side as the car decided right then to die on me. Wondering why my head hurt so much, I turned around with a struggle to find that he was holding the back of my head by my hair, a firm grasp on it that I could barely turn my head around.

I begged him to let go and all I could hear is him yelling at me to get the car running. I told him the car died, but he didnt seem to hear me and continued to blame me for everything that had happened.

Finally he let go, I turned around and saw that look in his face that I had seen far too many times before. The look of pure evil, pure hatred, pure terror. I was afraid for what he might do. She was sitting back there with him and I had to find a way to protect her, that was my job, she couldnt handle him alone and was in no condition to do so.

I tried to turn the car over, hoping for some glimmer of life, but to no avail. Watching car after car pass us by but not stop.

Finally, after what felt like a lifetime, a kind man stopped to give us a boost. I was so grateful and did my best to hide my tears and uttermost fear. He followed us back to the house, I was so grateful he could not hear all the arguing in the car, it was embarassing.

I sometimes wish the memories would go away. I know once we got home I took the brunt of the blame, I think partially I forced that onto myself to protect her. I could eventually get over it, I knew she could only do so much.

The rest of the night, sigh, as many many nights before, I did not know if I would see morning. I dont recall getting much sleep that night

There have been many key moments that shaped the way I viewed people, or the lack of trust I would have, but this night, was a large trigger.

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