Things Unseen

Guardian Angels

Chapter Fifteen: Guardian Angels

Your POV:

You were sleeping peacefully until you heard your bedroom door slam open causing both you and Tate to shoot up in bed. In the doorway you saw your father, his eyes aflame with anger with a hint of madness. Fear filled your heart as you realized that you were in bed with a guy, not that anything had happened but it could easily be interpreted that way. What was he going to do, he was just standing there seething at the sight. "Dad nothing happened..."You said realizing that you really didn't need to explain anything to him, if anything he should be kissing the ground you walked on after what he sent those men to do.

"Shut up you little slut! Get up you motherfucker! How dare you touch my daughter!"John screamed to Tate moving closer in a overbearing authoritative stance looking as if he were going to hit him. Tate stood up looking him right in the eye, but he didn't look afraid in fact he appeared straight up pissed off in return.

"DON'T YOU DARE CALL HER THAT AGAIN!"Tate warned narrowing his eyes his fists clenched at his sides. It was sweet that he was coming to your defense but you were worried that he was going to get hurt at the hands of your father. "I'm not the one who sent men to collect on money that you didn't have, so you left the ones you are supposed to protect at their mercy. If anything you should be packing your shit and getting out!"He growled in a low tone.

"MY FAMILY IS NONE OF YOUR FUCKING BUSINESS!"Your dad said now fully enraged taking a swing at Tate but he ducked just in time moving behind him. Whipping around he prepared to take another swing but Tate was moving backwards towards the doorway. "WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?"He asked growing impatient with the inability to get a hit in on him. Rushing towards him Tate was pushed up against the wall in the hallway, a blow landing right against his cheek knocking him out.

Jumping up you quickly went into action having the feeling that your father was in it for more than just blood, he wanted to kill Tate. "DAD! Look at me! It's my fault I asked Tate to stay with me last night!"You said wanting the attention on you, wondering where your mother was but then you realized that she was probably in a drunken sleep. Seeing his head turn to focus on you, he let Tate go rolling up his sleeves taking single steps right towards you. You had to make a choice, and that was to run or stand there and accept it. Taking off you made it halfway down the first flight of stairs before you felt him kick your lower back sending you flying through the air, tumbling down the remainder of the steps to the landing. Coughing you were in immense pain but somehow you scrambled to your feet attempting to make it down the second set before he got to you.

A pair of hands grabbed your shoulders flinging you forwards, your body hitting the corners of each step. Landing in a pile at the very bottom you felt like you were going to die, all over a burning sensation. Overwhelming pain, the smell of blood present in your nostrils, blinking over and over again you wished you would just pass out but no such luck. "Help..."You gasped out, your hands trailing forward as you attempted you crawl forward but failing as the feeling was much too great. Collapsing flat against the hard wood once again, you waited hoping that he would just finish the job and end your existence. "Tate..."You called out barely above a whisper, it hurt to breathe. Starting to panic you didn't want to die alone, not like this.

There was nothing just silence as you lay on the cold hard ground of Murder House. 'How fitting' you thought to yourself. Would he kill your mother too? Would she turn him in if you did die? Was Tate going to be next? These thoughts were all you could focus on, playing it out over and over again in your head wondering what was to come. You weren't religious so would you go to heaven? Hell? Or would you just disappear from existence? "[Y/N]! OH GOD [Y/N]!"You heard Tate's voice ring out, seeing his face next to you. Excruciatingly you raised your hand touching the side of his face with a weak smile, accepting that you could now die in peace. "Hold on [Y/N] an ambulance is on it's way okay? Don't you die on me!"He said tears filling his eyes, sadness taking its hold on them.

"Where...is...he."You asked breathing the words out, it becoming harder and harder to inhale. You didn't want Tate to face the same fate that was unfolding for you.

"Gone, I don't know where he went. Don't worry about it [Y/N] I'm here."Tate said sobs getting stuck in his throat as he looked at the crumpled mess that was your body. Before you knew it red and blue flashing lights appeared outside the windows. "I'll be right back I have to let them in. Stay with me..."He begged worriedly as he ran to the door unlocking and letting them in. "Please help her!"He cried out showing them where you were, backing up so they could do their job.

"What happened?"The police officer asked him as the paramedics came over and started working on you. Getting you onto a stretcher as they were asking you questions that all confused you as they mixed together. The world was swirling, becoming more and more blurred around you.

"It was her father, he came home and in a drunken rage, he pushed her down the stairs. First he hit me and I was unconscious for a few moments otherwise I could have stopped him. Please tell me she is going to be alright!"He wept walking over to you looking concerned.

"Sir please calm down, the sooner we can get her to the hospital the faster they can get her stable."The paramedic stated. "Please step aside."He said starting to wheel me to the ambulance. You couldn't speak anymore so you lifted up your hand to him wanting desperately for him to come with you, but they never gave him the chance as he wasn't family. Tears filled your eyes as the doors closed, ending your sight of him. "[Y/N] can you hear me?"The ambulance driver with the name tag stating that his name was Stan asked you. Nodding you saw them starting to remove your clothing covering you with a sheet wanting to examine the damage. "We are going to give you some medicine for pain, you might feel the need to sleep please allow it."Stan warned as he set up the IV in your arm. Ever so slightly you felt your eyelids droop shut dreading that you would never wake up.

Sometime later you woke up in a hospital room, the lights dimmed so it wasn't overpowering light in your eyes. "Hello?"You wheezed out coughing a bit because your throat was dry. Looking down at yourself, you had a cast on your arm, and your midsection was wrapped tightly. You focused on the IV bags, as two or three medicines were being pumped into your body. "Is someone there?"You asked louder this time.

"[Y/N]! You are awake! My baby!"Your mom said rushing over to you from her chair that showed she had been sat next to you for a while. It was obvious she had been crying heavily worried about you, more than likely upset that she had let it happen. "Baby they said your father did this to you, is that true?"She asked desperately wanting it to be wrong.

"He did, he pushed me down both flights of stairs after knocking Tate out. I wanted him to stay with me last night, but nothing happened Mom. Dad didn't believe me, and he was going to kill Tate so I distracted him. I thought I could get down the stairs and call the police before he got to me. He was too fast...I just remember pain after that."You explained tears rolling down your cheeks before she wiped them away.

"Shhh baby it's okay, you will be alright now. The police are actively looking for him, and they are going to be watching the house in case he does come back. You have a broken arm, a few broken ribs, and 250 stitches in various places. It was touch and go for a while but you are starting to heal and in a couple days you can come home.

"Where is Tate?"You asked looking around for him but it was clear that he wasn't there at that point in time.

"He is watching the house for me in case he comes back so that I could be here, that boy is such an angel. You wouldn't be here right now if it wasn't for him. I'm not mad he stayed the night sweetie you are an adult now and if he hadn't been there...I don't even want to think on that too long. Just rest and with any luck you will be home in time for Halloween."She smiled kissing your forehead as you closed your eyes falling back into a deep sleep.

A/N: Oh goodness! Where did your father go this time? Will he be back? Next chapter will be your Halloween date! Maybe you and Tate can just have time together without interruptions...or not? ;3 Please let me know what you think and PLEASE SHARE! Thank you so much for reading! <3 -A