Days passed and still my loving husband was here. But nothing felt quite right, I wasn’t used to Peter treating me like this. I still felt scared when he appeared at the side of me. I was petrified that I might say the wrong thing or do the wrong thing and he would snap. Truth was, I didn’t love him anymore, I hated him, I didn’t want to be his wife anymore I was terrified that if I left he’d come looking for me. He had hurt me too much for me to ever forgive him and deep down I think he knew that too.
One night I decided to make a plan to leave without Peter knowing. He had given me my keys and phone back so I wasn’t a prisoner anymore. The next morning after Peter had left for his morning walk, I raced up the stairs, grabbed my bag, I started stuffing clothes inside it. I grabbed my passport from the kitchen draw and raced outside to my car. It felt weird being outside , it had been over 3 months since I left the house. I drove to the airport and got the first flight to Miami. My mother and brother lived there and I hadn’t seen them for so long. It would take just over 3 and a half hours from New York to get to my mother. After a painfully long plane ride we eventually arrived in Miami. I hailed a taxi and soon arrived outside my mother’s house. I wiped my tired eyes and patted my messy hair down before knocking on the door. A young woman opened the door. I had never seen her before. “Hello. Can I help you miss?”
“Umm… Hi. I’m looking for my mother Julie Greene?”
“Are you Jodie?” She asked in shock.
“Come in, come in. I’ve heard so much about you. I’m Amy. I’m your mother’s assistance. Follow me I’ll take you to her.”
As soon as I saw my mother, sitting at her desk My legs went weak and I fell to the ground with tears pouring from my eyes. She rushed towards me with her arms wide open, she cradled me in her arms like she used to do when I was younger. Her tears started to fall as we sat hugging on the floor. She waved Amy away with a swift flick of her hand and just held me for what felt like hours. Finally after we both finished crying she pulled me up from the floor and lead me to the settee that was in her office. She sat down beside me with her hand on my knee…..