PART 2
It took me almost an hour to get the grate off. When I finally squeezed through, I dropped into the yard and felt the bone shift in my leg.
I bit my sleeve hard to stay quiet. I had no shoes, no money, and no phone, just my thin pajamas and the fear that Luke would catch me if I stayed.
Amanda lived right next door, but crawling over to her house felt like walking miles. I dragged myself through the dirt and gravel, leaving a trail of blood and mud, and managed to knock twice before I blacked out.
I woke up at Lakeside Community Hospital. Dr. Radley told me my tibia and fibula were broken in several places, and I might have a hard time walking again.
“We have to call the police,” he said.
“Yes, but please do not tell anyone I am here first,” I begged.
Nurse Annie closed the door. Amanda came in and said she had heard screams from our house for months, so she gave me a cheap phone with a new SIM card.
I called the only number I knew by heart, and my mom picked up on the fifth ring.
“Hello?”
“Mom, it is Clover,” I said, breaking down.
Hearing her cry hurt worse than my leg. My parents had not heard from me in six months because Luke sent messages from my account saying I did not want to talk to them.
