A Love For a Singer - A District3 Fan Fiction

Chapter 19 - Blood..Everywhere

I exited the car door to my left, and started heading into the building. Security everywhere making the building secure.  

"I'm sorry miss you can't go in" One security guard said as he was blocking my way with his bulky shoulders and blue shirt. I looked at him with my dark intense eyes. 

"I was here just a second ago with Dan. I am Dan's friend and if you don't let me through, Dan is going to be in danger, so i suggest to let me through" I suggested aggressively. He looked at me strangely and thought that i was a criminal. He stepped aside to let me through. I started looking inside and asking the receptionist where Dan is.  

"Excuse me, but, do you know where Dan Ferrari-Lane is?" I asked as i leaned my hands on the reception desk. She pointed in the direction of the stairs. 

"He is just up in the studio. Go up the stairs and go to the second door to the left" She said. He moved studios..why though? 

"Thank you" I said as i started to scurry to the stairs. Step by step i started to go up the stairs. I creepily started to tip-toe to the second door to the left. A small window next to the door. I crept upon the window to see. 

Shouting, so much shouting. "STOP!" I heard. I witnessed a crime..a torture, such much abuse. Dan's dad hitting and smacking Dan with his bare raging fists that could make one touch hurt. Dan's dad's eyes were bulging out of his eye sockets as Dan's eyes were red and teary. Scars across Dan's face and body. I needed to stop this.  

Dan's eyes glimpsed at me and knew i was there. He made a devious little plan inside his mind. Dan's legs lifted and struck at his dad's stomach, making him lose his balance and fall right on his back and arse. I rushed to open the door to let Dan free. Dan leaped out of his chair and ran for the door and closing it slam shut behind him. I reached for my phone in the backside pocket. Dialling the numbers '999', Dan fell onto his knees. He was weak and useless. He held his stomach like he was in pain. Bruises everywhere, scars so deep that it bled furiously.  

"Dan?!" I shouted in shock as he fell flat onto his stomach. Dan started grunting and pouting. 

"This is 999, what is your emergency?" A woman spoke over the phone. I held my phone close to my ear. 

"Hi, my name is Nicole Daniels and my friend has collapsed flat onto his stomach all bruised and injured. Blood everywhere on his t-shirt, and i know who did this to him! It's his father. We need an ambulance and a police here right away. My friend tried to get away from his father so he pushed him onto the floor and i think he is unconscious" I explained the story. It went silent for a couple of seconds. 

"Excuse me, where abouts is this emergency?" The woman asked. 

"Granada Studios, Manchester! Get here quick!" I said in panic. I hung up the phone and waited beside Dan's body..hopefully he is okay. 

I held Dan's hand while in this panic mode. Dan wasn't moving for a while..i was getting scared. I turned him over so his stomach was facing upwards, i hovered my ear on top of Dan's mouth to check for breathing. I could feel a slow moving warm push of air that covered my ear..he was breathing. He must of just fainted from all of this stress. I did that once, it wasn't pretty. 

"Neeeeenoooorr" I could hear from the window. Ambulance sirens outside the Granada Studios. I rushed to the window leaving Dan behind. I could see around 10 police officers and an ambulance. Thank god somebody came as quick as they could. I looked back, Dan's hand started moving.  

"Dan?" I asked while running towards his moving body. He started to sit up as i crouched down. "Are you okay? How's your bruises and scars?"  

"They feel blistered..it stings" He grunted. I stayed silent..i didn't know what else to say, so i opened up my arms for him to enter. I could feel a big warm hug that warmed up my heart and chest. I slid my hands on his back, i could feel a liquidity gooey warm substance, i checked my hands..blood. I sat up and exited the hug. I checked on his back..his t-shirt was full of his own blood. I lifted his t-shirt, showing off his bloody flesh. 

Scars everywhere...cuts so deep that you could fit my hand in there. Scratches and cuts..bruises and scars. I couldn't un see such a sight. I looked to my right and i saw a big bunch of doctors running towards me..finally..I just want to go home.

A/N - Helloo Guys! I am so sorry for updating so so late :( I really didn't mean to! Hopefully i won't leave it this late again. Hopefully it was worth the wait, i have worked hard on this. I thought that we could make this chapter really bloody and hopefully it is interesting to read then it is interesting to write! :) Hopefully you have enjoyed this chapter and there is more to come! Thank you for reading all the chapters and staying with this story! x ~ Jennifer