I was still at Dan's house and it was now 1:30 in the morning.
My phone buzzed,
Where the fuck are you?
It was from Joe. I just ignored it.
My phone buzzed again
I didn't even bother looking, I just left it..
'Do you guys want to watch a movie?' Phil said, not looking me in the eye.
I just nodded and smiled shyly at him.
'So, what o-' Phil was cut off by a loud knock on the door.
The knock was getting louder and if they got in here, there intention wouldn't be to just sit down and have a cuppa.
'Open the fucking door' I could recognise the voice but I don't know where from.
The knocking was getting louder then all of a sudden it stopped.
I sighed a sigh of relief until a ear cracking thud was heard and the door broke down.
It was Jason, my ex.
He stormed in and Dan tried to stop him but was pushed to the wall with a thud. He wasn't moving.
Where was Phil.
'PHIL!' I screamed, trying to run away.
He was quicker than me so he easily caught up. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me back head butting me as I fell to the ground.
I heard a small ring. It was the door.
I climbed to my feet and ran to the button.
Jason grabbed my waist and I tried to shimmy out of his grip but he was too strong.
I reached out and knocked the phone off the holder.
I kicked him in the nuts and he let go and fell to the ground. I pressed the button and he ran up to me again, this time, had no good intentions.
He forced me to the ground by my back and I grabbed his legs, I screamed.
He punched my face over and over.
My nose was bloody and I felt it run Down my neck.
'HELP, SOMEONE, PLEASE' I shrieked.
I tried wriggling my hands but he gripped them.
He grabbed the ironing board and slammed the feet down on my stomach.
I screamed loud as I felt the blood trickle from the two holes in my stomach. My vision started going blurry.
He went to punch me one last time.
He was taken to the ground by someone.
I scrambled to my feet.
Joe was there, beating the shit out of Jason .
He whispered something g to him and Jason left.
Joe ran up and hugged me. I felt pain rush through my stomach.
'J...Joe' I stuttered. He looked at me and I lifted my shirt up.
The two holes were deep.
I started whimpering. And fell to the group.
'Hey, what's happening, I heard some noise' Phil said, walking down the stairs.
His eyes went wide when he saw what was happening.
'Call a fucking ambulance' Joe screamed.
He pressed his hand on my stomach. He removed his white shirt and placed it on my stomach, applying pressure to the holes.
I whimpered and cried.
'Don't leave me, I love you' Joe cried. I touched his face, leaving a blood mark on his cheek.
Then my vision went black.
