I was surprised, it was the first time I heard my husband speak and I couldn't believe that for the first time I was close to hearing his voice, to feeling him a little close to me, I wanted to know more and I thought about asking him more things, but just when I was going to continue asking, she withdrew without giving me an opportunity to say anything else. I went into my room, I was fed up with this, my life was passing and I no longer wanted to live in fear, much less in this golden cage, I took the computer, printed a divorce agreement that I found on the web, left the space where his name was going, put mine, when I had it printed I signed it.
I left it on my bed, I changed into jeans and a long-sleeved blouse tight to my body, I grabbed my hair in a ponytail, I needed money to get out of here, but at that moment when I started to feel discouraged I remembered that there was money in the drawers in the office, I just had to wait for everyone to sleep to go take it and escape from that cage.
When it was 3 am I knew everyone was asleep and that was the opportunity to leave, I took a small suitcase, carefully opened the door of my room, made sure there was no one there, everything was dark, I left the room, went down the stairs without making noise, the office was down the stairs on the right, I went in and closed the door, I turned on a lamp that was on the desk that barely lit the place.
I started to check all the drawers and I think I got lucky, each drawer had several packages of bills, I took all that fit in the small suitcase, I covered it with a change of clothes, I took 5 100 dollar bills, put them in the pockets of my pants.
I left the house very carefully without making noise, I knew that at this hour the watchman of the house always went to sleep, when I arrived at the huge iron gate I tried to open it, but it was locked, nerves invaded me like demons, I was going to leave, I didn't want them to discover me.
I look around; the surveillance house was near the gate. I approached it carefully, peered through one of the windows, and saw nothing. I went inside, began searching the entire place—through drawers—as desperation grew. My breathing quickened; I couldn’t stay here any longer. I didn’t want to.
I was about to give up and go back to my room when I looked next to the entrance door hanging a pair of keys, I took them hoping that one of those was the key to the door, I tried with several until after several attempts I managed to open the door. I left that cage, I finally started walking to my right, I didn't know where I was, I just walked along the edge of the road, I had been walking for a while, the sun was starting to rise and no one was passing by, that was worrying me.
When I arrived at an intersection, I looked around and realized that the road where I came from was only to get to the house, if it was true I had until 8 am to get out of there before they realized that I had escaped and went out to look for me.
I felt desperate which way I should go, I did not see any sign or anything that would indicate me to go to a closer town or city; take the right or left that was when a family car stopped in front of me, I felt the need to run it could be that they found me so fast, I felt a pressure in my chest I did not want to go back to that cage and surely they would be upset about the money I took.
I thought about throwing the suitcase and starting to run when I heard a woman's voice that said to me.
"Miss, are you lost?"
I looked towards where I heard the voice, it was a woman, who had a baby in her arms, that could barely be seen, was in the passenger seat; I felt insecure, what could I tell them, but I thought that maybe they would tell me where I am and where to go.
I was thinking what to tell them, how to ask them where I was, but I think I thought for a long time, because I heard the woman again.
"My God, young lady, what happened to you? You're beaten, look at your face, it's with those bruises, your black eye and your lip so swollen."
For a moment I wondered what she meant, but it was true my mom had left me some signs of violence on my face and at that moment I spontaneously said to her.
"My husband beat me, I'm trying to escape from him, could you tell me which way I should go, I would like to get to a town or city before he realizes that I escaped from home."
Once I heard this phrase in a movie and according to it facilitated things I hope it works; because I can not go back to that house and at that moment I heard her.
"Damn, wretch, come on, get in the car, we'll get you out of here, you have to report him to the police, you must not let him hit you again."
I hear her so worried about me, it felt nice, although it was a stranger that she felt worried about me I liked it; maybe that movie was right when one says that the husband is violent everyone gets worried about one, maybe it will help me later.
I got in the car, they told me they were going to the city, they promised to leave me at the police station to report my husband for abuse.
When we arrived at the police station I thanked them, I was about to get out when the man asked me if I had money, I heard about what happens when someone finds out that you have a lot of money they can rob you, or kill you, so I told him no.
The man gave me 100 dollars and told me to buy something to eat while I found my family or friend to pick me up, I thanked him and they left.
I was standing in front of the police station I had to find a place to rest, sleep and eat I was hungry; I was about to leave when a policewoman approached me.
"Miss, are you okay?"
Like the woman when she saw me she got upset and started asking who had hit me that I could tell her, she told me to trust her.
She looked like a good policewoman, but I could not sue anyone, rather I had to hide; the woman comes over to me, takes my hands and takes me to sit on one of the benches and started to say - miss who did this to you? Here we will protect you, you just have to sue him I will support you in everything.
She was so nice, she inspired confidence, but I could not trust anyone of everything I had read in my life always mentioned distrust and in the news they always talked about the corruption of the police.
What can I tell her? Maybe if I continue with my story a little more, it will help me get out of here, I thought well my words and started to tell her.
"My husband hit me, but there's no point in suing him he's a very powerful man there would be no point in doing it, I want to hide from him, I don't want him to find me could you help me with that?"
The woman looked at me surprised I think she was going to keep insisting I have to convince her to let me go.
I remembered a case that came out in the news that I saw of a woman who was married to a very rich man and that she did very badly; I could take it as a reference maybe that way I can convince her, I told her.
"Remember the case of Mr. Castle's wife, my husband is much more powerful than that man I need to hide, I don't want the same thing to happen to me."
I think that worked, her face seems to understand what I tried to tell her and if I shed a few tears maybe that sounds more convincing, I thought of all the bad things in my life and that feeling of pain invaded me my eyes started crying, hoping that would end up convincing her, to be able to get out of there, to escape, hide to not return to that golden cage.
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