"Get the fuck off of me!" Ian spews blood as the head of the shovel meets his cheek. I swing the weapon repeatedly until I begin to chip away at his face. I knew he had her. I knew he was capable of rape and drugging but I never thought about it too much. I lost my mind when my eyes caught up with his half naked body caressing Katherine, who's tied to the bed and knocked out.
The fresh image still burns in my mind and makes me drop the shovel, letting my fists do the damage now. He begins to bruise and blood is now gushing from his nose. The amount of red I see is blinding me and I stand to my feet to glance at Katherine. She lays unconscious, dark blood between her thighs on the sheets, and her naked body covered in bruises. My heart stops once again and I glare at Ian, passed out on the floor. I return one last blow to his head and begin to untie Katherine's small hands.
Even in her unconscious state, her hands are clenched to the rope. This is all my fault. I yelled at her and didn't convince her enough of how bad Ian really was. She wouldn't have had this happen to her if she stayed with me, but yet here she is, eyebrows furrowed together and the stains of dried tears down her soft cheeks. I wish I could've saved her in time; this is all my fucking fault.
After untangling the thick ropes off of her red wrists, I slowly return the clothes to her bruised body. My eyes avoid her face; if I see her I know I'll break. I begin to lift her fragile body off of the bed but a voice in the doorway stops me. "Drop the girl."
I turn to face the feminine voice, and I'm left staring at a familiar dark skinned woman pointing a gun to my face. My heart comes back to life and my blood boils; the anger returns. My hands release Katherine back on to the bloodied bed and my hands surrender themselves to the open air. Before I'm able to speak, a loud clash collides against the woman's head and behind her is Jenna. Broken pieces of a lamp fall from her hands and she steps over the unconscious woman who now lies next to Ian. "Katherine..." Jenna's voice trembles at the sight of the bruised girl sprawled across the bed.
Her eyes turn from glossy to fear as she sees Ian covered in his own blood lying on the floor. She stutters excuses to herself until she realizes the truth and begins to cry. She clings on to her best friend and I watch the scene through my watering eyes.
"We need to get out of here." I curtly remark and bring Katherine back to my arms.
"We need to take her to a hospital!" Jenna chokes through her sobs as we walk out to the car. I lay Katherine down in the back of the car and watch her lips pucker slowly and a faint noise falls out. "Is she waking up?" Jenna's voice sends me back to reality.
"Probably not. Whatever Ian gave her, it'll have her out for the rest of the night. It's already early morning and we need to get her back to her room." I climb to my seat and leave the dark house.
"Her room? Are you insane? We need to get her to a hospital!"
I weigh my options and think about our next move as I scan the empty streets. I don't know exactly what Ian did to her, however based on what I saw in that damned bedroom, I have a few ideas. "I just don't know what the hospital will do that we can't."
"David, she just got raped. And her body is full of God knows what and she isn't waking up. Drive to the hospital, please." Jenna sobs into her knees.
My car finds itself to the nearest emergency room and I carry Katherine in my arms. My heart is racing and I don't know what's going to happen to her. The truth is that I can barely trust myself sometimes, and now I'm giving the only good thing in my life to some doctor. I look around the front office and all eyes link to me, the strange man carrying the half-naked girl. "Someone help!" my head is spinning.
A nurse in a blue uniform rushes to me with worried eyes. "What happened?" her eyes dart to Katherine.
I hear Jenna still sobbing behind me, unable to speak. I can't bring myself to words to tell the nurse what I witnessed, but she catches on and seconds later a bed on wheels enters the office and Katherine is ripped from my arms. I attempt to follow behind but a male doctor stops me. "Sorry, son. Only relatives of the patients are allowed back here. We'll tell you when she's okay."
His authority over me sends me over the edge and I find myself bringing my fists to his chest. "What the fuck do you mean I can't go back there? I don't trust you shit heads and I'm the one that brought her here so let me stay with her or else you'll be sent back there on a hospital bed!" I threaten.
Before the idiot is able to speak back to me, Jenna places a hand on my shoulder and leads me to the waiting room. Tears stain her cheeks and I search her face for any emotion but all is lost. We sit and I watch the clock tick for hours, turning my head every time the emergency door swings open.
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Falling Apart
HorrorRape...kidnapping...drugs... 19 year old Katherine Willick experiences it all in just her first few weeks of college. As if things couldn't get worse, they do, and it isn't just her life any more that's in danger.