NOTHING FEELS THE SAME

Chapter 91

Gary's pov

We are walking down a corridor at the police station, at the end there is a door, and behind that door is a man. I'm shit scared of a man. What the fuck is wrong with me?

The corridor looks like it goes forever, but the door is coming up quicker than I'd like. We stop as we reach it. "Are you ready Gary?" Leslie asks. I give a slight nod of my head before she swings the door open.

I walk into a room with a line up of men. "Now, just point out the one that is responsible" Ellie says encouragingly putting her hand on my back. I swallow nervously as I take a quick look over them. They all look the same. Studying them one by one more closely I get shivers down my spine. Three men down and I look into the eyes of the fourth. They look evil. I notice he's staring right at me, a smirk beginning to play on the corners of his mouth. "Number four" I whisper, eyes stuck on him. "Long time no see Gary!?" He calls out. "How's my baby doing?" "Not giving her mother any trouble?" He erupts laughing. "Do you miss my dick up your arse?"

Fuck, I'm going to be sick. I think my face has turned green because Ellie is dragging me out of there. My legs are moving but it's not my brain that's talking. Fuck, there's someone behind us. What if he got out? I pick up the pace and start to run. I hope Ellie knows where we are going because I don't.

We finally reach the car park and Ellie sits me down in the back of the car and tells the driver to go. "Are you okay?" She asks rubbing her hand along my arm. I nod, I don't really feel like speaking, I just want to curl up into a ball and cry. "Gary, talk to me?" She pushes. "I'm fine" I try to put on a mask of steal but it doesn't work. "Don't lie to me Gary, I'm not stupid" "He just scared me a little" I say. He did scare me, a lot more than a little. "Okay well you know he won't hurt you anymore. We've got him and if he doesn't die he will spend the rest of his life behind bars" She smiles. I'm glad someone's confident...

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3 am and my phones ringing. What the hell. I grab the phone and walk into the kitchen to answer it. I don't want to wake Lily or Sam. "Hello?" I answer, my voice thick with sleep. The line crackles but there's no one there. "Hello?" I ask again. Just as I'm about to hang up I hear a voice on the other end. "I'm not done, I will try again" a mechanical voice echoes down the line. Fuck fuck fuck. I drop the phone and it smashes onto the tiles. Shards of glass fly out and slice open my feet. I slide down to the floor and sit in the glass. I feel some stick into my bum but I don't really care.

Ellie's pov

I'm woken by the sound of glass smashing and Lily wailing. Quickly I grab my gun from under my pillow and sneak out of my room. I look in Gary's room to see Sam cradling Lily but Gary's not there. "Wheres Gary?" I whisper. "I dunno" she shrugs. I keep moving and see a light in the kitchen. "Gary?" I call out. I turn the corner and see him sitting in a pool of blood surrounded by glass. "What happened?" I ask but he seems frozen. I grab the nearest pair of shoes and slip them on then crouch beside him. I notice that the glass is from his phone. "Gary?" I say a little louder. "He's not going to stop" he cries out. "Gary, tell me what happened." I demand. "H he called me" he stutters. "And?" I prompt. "He said he's not going to stop!" He cries out.

"Gary come on man, your loosing blood. I need to bandage you up. Can you stand?" I ask and watch in amazement as he stupidly goes to put his hands in the glass to push himself up. "Not like that" I laugh so he gets up sliding one foot in front of the other. "Go to my room, I've got a first aid kit there." I say as I sweep the glass away. I glance in Gary's direction and notice a line of blood coming from the back of his underwear God no, please!

"You sat in it didn't you?" I sigh as I see him standing the my room. He nods slightly and look towards his feet. "Yep go into the bathroom I'll clean them with the bath head then I'll think about the rest of you. I lead him to the bath and encourage him to hold onto me for balance as I wash the blood from his first foot. It's not really that bad and neither is the second. I put a dressing on and wrap it with a bandage. I push him back to my room and he stands in the middle. Jesus Christ. "Right, get them off and lie on my bed." I tell him, indicating to underpants "on your front" I add as I disappear into the bathroom to get a bowl of water and a cloth. I look at my reflection in the mirror and take a deep breath. Shit. I grab the tweezers on the way back to the bathroom.

Gary Barlow is lying naked on my bed. Geez how did I manage that? Okay here goes. I sit beside him and place the water on the bed and examine his butt. Oh my god. I squeeze out some water before washing the specs on his bum. I see a drizzle of water leak down between his thighs. Stop thinking that Ellie! When the blood is gone I can see some small shards of glass sticking out. I pick up my tweezers and hold them in position. "This will hurt" I whisper and watch him grab a bundle of doona in his hand. He groans as I pull the glass out and it goes straight to the bottom of my abdomen. Fuck.

I take my time with the rest of the glass, savouring the view. When I'm done and have small plasters on the wounds I notice Gary has fallen asleep. What do I do now? I pick up his underwear and slide then up his legs but his thighs decide to be difficult. After a battle with his thighs they're finally up at the back but they are caught at the front. Fuck fuck fuck!