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"Mr. Padilla. You are under arrest for the physical abuse of Ella Nora."
I started to run.
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I wasn't going to let myself get caught.
I learned that from my father.
He was a criminal too. My fondest memories are of him and I getting away with unjustifiable crimes. Crimes that nobody could ever forgive...
I love Ella. I really do. But if you get on my bad side there are consequences.
Anyway, I ran as far as I could but then I realised that I was shot. I fell to the ground. I was caught.
Vision. Blurry.
Excruciating. Pain.
Darkness.
Darkness.
Darkness.
Scott
As soon as Anthony started running, I ran after him.
"No, Scott! Don't run after him! He'll kill you!" Ella shouted.
I put my hand on her cheek.
"I will catch him if it's the last thing I do."
I grabbed the tranquilliser gun from the police and ran faster than I ever have before. Nobody was stopping me now. I caught up to him enough that he was in the range of the gun. I had one shot. I had to make sure it would count. And it did. I shot him in his back, and he fell to the ground. A few minutes later, the police found us and took Anthony to the station. He was then put into a cell, because the police wanted to find out what really happened before putting him into prison. I, however went straight back to the hospital to make sure Ella was alright. Today was Sunday. I had school tomorrow. I would take a day off for Ella, but then people would be suspicious as to why we are both not there, and I don't want anyone knowing what's happening between us. For both of our benefits. But Ella isn't well enough to go back to school.
I walk through the door and see her sitting on her bed. She immediately stands up at the sight of me.
"Scott, thank you so much. Only someone who really cares about me would go this far. Thank you." She kissed me on the cheek. My face turned to the colour of a strawberry and she laughed.
I was so happy that I had her in my arms, but I saw the state of her.
Her eyes looked tired, and there were black marks underneath. Her top lip had a massive bloody bruise on it and she looked weak. And I'm ready to defend her, because I love her.
There, I said it.
I am in love with Ella.
