Not Again

Chapter Sixteen -

Tim

I honestly don't think I've ever run faster. Finally, we approach Lucy's crowded room. I guess everyone got here before us.

I enter the room, brushing past everyone until finally I'm by her side.

'Hey Tim.' She says, her voice croaky and barely over a whisper.

'Hey, how are you feeling?'

'Oh my god I've heard that about a million times in the past minute!' She laughs, along with everyone else.

'Seriously Lucy'

'Like I've been shot, run over by a truck several times, and hit by a train.'

'Understandable' Angela smiles as she walks over. 'Glad you're okay.'

'Let's give those three a minute, we've had our time' John tells the rest as he ushers them out and gives me a nod before leaving.

'Hey.. uh.. what happened with David? Have you found him?' She asks as her eyes start to well up.

How do I tell her that he's laying in the room directly above this one? How do I tell her that the man who tried to kill her is right on top of her? I look over at Angela, panicked, and she knows exactly what I'm asking. Can you tell her?

'Well, they found him..' She starts.

'But?' Lucy asks, as her eyes water and her voice breaks. She knows somethings not right.

'Whilst they were chasing him.. he had a nasty fall and now he's.. in the hospital.. in the room above you.'

'Nice joke!' She laughs 'What really happened to him Angela?'

'It's not a joke Lucy. He's here.'

'H- How can you allow that? He should be left to die in prison!'

Angela looks back at me. She's asking me the same thing I asked of her. I guess it's my turn to explain.

'We went up to speak to him, even called Wesley. There's nothing we can do Lucy. I'm sorry.'

'Yeah, Tim almost killed the guy when we spoke with him.'

'Wh- What did he tell you?'

Again we exchange a look. Angela slightly shakes her head, signalling we shouldn't tell her. Alright.

'Nothing , just called Angela hot a few times.'

Lucy just stares at the sky, lost in her own thoughts as a tear slips down her cheek.

'You okay Lucy?' I ask her. She's just staring into space.
I look over at Angela again before I reach out for Lucy's hand and she immediately snaps back into it.

'Sorry, I was just thinking about.. stuff.' She tells me as she holds my hand back.

'Angela. Do you think I could talk to you and Nyla? Alone?' She asks before looking at me apologetically. I know what's going on. They're going to talk about the rape. I don't want to leave her side, but I guess I should give her the privacy she deserves.

'I'll head out to the others and tell Nyla.'

'Thanks Tim.'

Lucy

I take a sharp breath in. Everything hurts. It feels like I've been shot, run over by a truck, thrown out of a plane, burned alive and stabbed. My head feels dizzy, and all I can think about is how that sick bastard is laying in the room on top of me. At least there's a ceiling separating us this time.

'Hey Lucy, you alright?' Nyla asks as she emerges through the door.

'The doctors told you guys, right?'