Adams POV
I was awoken by a sudden frantic knocking on the door, I figured I must be dreaming as I rolled over and went back to sleep. The knocking continued as I looked at the clock, 2 am who the hell was knocking at 2 am? I dragged myself from bed "alright im coming jeez" I muttered as I tightened my robe and made my way downstairs. Thunder cracked as lightning flashes bounced from the walls, I unlocked the door "what?" I asked as someone turned on the step. "Im sorry I didn't know where else to go" she said, "Aisha what the hell its pouring with rain" I answered. I pulled her inside as she lifted the hood on her coat, I gasped at the cut down her cheek and the bruise that was forming around her eye.
"Come on you must be freezing" I said grabbing a towel from the shelf and draping it over her shoulders. I led her into the front room and put on the fire, she was shivering and dripping wet red streaked down her face. "Stay here" I said going into the kitchen and making hot chocolate for us, I handed her the cup as she took it with shaking hands. She pulled the blanket tighter round her, "what happened to your face?" I asked.
"I tripped" she commented, "oh yeah and im the pope" I replied. She looked away as I stood, "where are you going?" she asked. "To get the first aid kit that needs cleaning" I answered pointing to the cut on her face, I went into the bathroom and grabbed the first aid kit and then went to the freezer for ice. "Put that on your eye" I instructed handing her the tea towel with ice cubes in it as she placed it on her face.
"This might sting" I said dabbing at the cut with disinfectant, she winced but didn't pull away as I wiped the blood off. "Who hit you?" I asked, "me and my housemate had a slight disagreement" she told me reluctantly. "What about?" I commented gently rubbing antiseptic cream on her cheek, "he asked where I had been I told him out with a friend he'd been drinking he always gets nasty. He called me a whore said I was sleeping with half of LA. He tried to have sex with me, I pushed him away and ran. He grabbed me and threw me into a table" she explained.
"Did he do that aswell?" I asked my gaze falling on her wrist which was bright red and bruised. She nodded "hes done worse before. Broke my arm when he last drank, hence why he hasn't since well up until now" she mused. I looked at her my blue eyes to her grey, "Im glad you came here you need to get rid of him" I stated. "I cant, I need the money. I didn't know where else to go adam, my parents and me don't get along and my friends are away" she commented.
"Its late why don't you find some dry clothes from my closet and head to bed im going to make a drink then come up" I told her as she nodded. "Thank you" she said kissing my cheek as she disappeared up the stairs. Her phone trilled in her bag as I put it on silent, I turned off the lights and made a drink before I headed upstairs. I wrapped and ice pack in a bandage and handed it to her, I took the ice and put it in the sink before heading back to bed.
The next day...
I opened my eyes and blinked in the sudden bright light, the storm from yesterday was since gone replaced by bright sunshine. Next to me Aisha was sleeping peacefully, her right eye was swollen and purple the cut on her cheek standing out against her pale skin. How could any man hit a woman its just wrong o so many levels, I wanted to go and give him a piece of my mind but I knew Aisha wouldn't appreciate it.
Next to me she sighed, "morning" I said as she looked up at me with her good eye. "Hey" she replied stretching, "how are you feeling?" I asked. "Sore I cant open my eye its too painful but other than that I think im ok" she told me. "Maybe you should go to the hospital" I suggested, she shook her head "no its fine I should probably go" she fretted. "What back to the guy who hurt you?" I cried, "he'll be at work now besides I don't have any of my stuff and I have work later" she told me.
"Work?" I questioned, "yeah the shoot is beachwear so I can wear sunglasses" she told me. "At least let me drop you home?" I questioned, "ok" she answered. I got dressed and we were in the car, she fished her keys from her bag as we walked up to the door. She pushed open the door as something cracked underfoot, She pushed the door open as shards of glass were shattered across the floor. "Someone broke in?" I asked, she shook her head "no he did it" she said and I knew she meant her housemate.
