Chapter 7 - Help.

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She walked with Gav to the car.

“Why did I have to come?”

“They wouldn’t hurt me if you were there.”

“I don’t want to be here anymore, I don’t want to help you.”

“You know what I’ll do if you don’t help me.”

“I do.”

“So you’d rather die than help.”

“No, I’ll help.”

“Good girl.” He stroked her leg, the sickness overwhelmed her and she threw up all over the dashboard.

“WHAT DID YOU DO THAT FOR? YOU RUINED MY CAR, GET OUT NOW.” Gav yelled.

He got out of his car and pulled Florence out to the ground.

He punched and kicked her and she laid there as he drove off.

She managed through the pain to pull her phone out.

It lit up and she called Dan.

“Flo, are you okay? What’s up?”

She wept and couldn’t say anything for a while.

“I’m lying on a pavement after being beaten up, I’m near the roundabout, please come and pick me up.”

“I’ll be there as soon as I can.”

Dan dropped his phone and grabbed his car keys. He ran to his car and drove straight to where Florence was.

He stopped the car and saw her there. He ran to her.

“It’s okay, I’m here now.” Were the last words she heard.

The next time she woke up was in Dan’s bed.

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