Derailed

02

"Cut! Thank you. Be safe out there." Shonda says. I walk toward Ellen and wait for her to gather her things.
"I'll walk you to your trailer." I tell her. She smiles and nods.
We step into the cold night and she reaches for my hand. I take it and hold it tightly. My eyes scan the tree line, looking for any sign of movement.
We finally reach her trailer and she quickly unlocks it and we walk in. She sets her bag down and I help her out of her coat.
"I'll see you tomorrow." I tell her. A frightened look enters her eyes.
"You're walking out there alone?" she asks.
"Yeah. I gotta go to sleep somehow." I tell her, smiling.
"Just crash here. The couch is pretty nice." she says, blushing.
"I just don't want you to be out alone."
"Alright. If it makes you feel better then i'll stay. But i need to shower." I tell her. She giggles and nods, grabbing a towel for me.
I hop into the shower and wash off quickly.
Stepping out of the tub, I grab the towel and begin to dry off. I pull on my underwear and pants and pause when i hear a crash.
Listening closely, I hear another crash. Buttoning my pants, I open the door and gasp when I see a man in a black hood, holding a gun up to Ellen's head.
"Well well well. Who's this?" he asks, looking at me. Ellen looks at me with tears streaming down her cheeks.
"You said you were alone." he says, turning back to Ellen. "You lying little bitch!" he says, smacking her across the cheek. My fists clench when I hear her cry out in pain.
I take a step toward him and he turns the gun on me.
"Woah there macho man. Slow your roll. Hand over your wallets. Both of you." he says. I grab my wallet from the dresser and Ellen does the same. We hand it to him and he shoves them in his pockets.
"There. You have our money. Now leave." I tell him.
"Not so fast." he says.
"We gave you what you wanted." i tell him.
"That's not all that I want." he says, turning toward El. "I think I could have some fun with you. I bet you get around huh?"
He presses his gun against her chest and slowly moves it down.
"Stay the hell away from her!" I shout, punching him in the face. He rolls on top of me and i kick him off. I quickly stand up and push him against the wall by his neck. I grab the hand that is holding the gun and slam it against the wall, causing him to drop it.
"Grab the gun El!" I shout.
He punches me in the face and grabs the gun before Ellen can reach it. He hits me in the face with the gun, breaking my nose.
My vision blurs and black spots start to appear. He kicks my side and points the gun at Ellen again.
"See what you made me do? Just cooperate with me from now on. Okay babe?" he asks. He grabs my wrist and ties my to the bar at the foot of the bed.
He kneels down and gets so close to my face that i can smell his breath.
"Now i'm gonna make you listen and watch." he says.
I lay on the ground helplessly, not having enough energy to sit up. I listen to Ellen's cries and screams as he rapes her.
"No! Please stop! Patrick! Patrick."
Her voice fades away and the black spots in my vision become bigger until finally, I black out.
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Where am I? God my head hurts.
I open my eyes and stare at the ceiling, trying to remember where I am. Slowly, I sit up and look down at my hand which is tied to the bed. I pull at the know and eventually untie it.
Slowly, I stand up and look around.
I find Ellen sitting at the edge of the bed that faces away from where I am. She is wearing some sort of lace lingerie but she is holding the sheet tightly around her body.
"Ellie." I whisper. Tears fill my eyes as I think of what she has gone through.
"I...I'm so sorry." I tell her, my voice breaking. She looks over at me with a blank stare as tears run down her cheeks. I quickly walk over and take her into my arms.
"I'm so sorry." I whisper as i rub her shoulders. I kiss the top of her head.
"We have to call the police." I tell her. She pulls away from me with a scared look.
"No! Please Pat. The media will never leave me alone if they find out. Please don't tell anyone." she begs.
"Okay. Okay I won't." I tell her. She begins to cry and I take her into my arms again. Her sheet begins to fall down and I feel her bare shoulder against my bare chest.
"You need to go to the doctor. He broke your nose." she says, looking up at me. My hand reaches up and touches my nose and I flinch in pain. I look down at my hand and see blood on it.
"Yeah maybe. But what if people ask what happened?" I ask her.
"Then you tell them the truth. You got mugged and he knocked you out. Just leave out the part of me." she says. I nod and stroke her cheek with the back of my hand.
"I'm so sorry." I whisper.
"Stop saying that. You didn't do anything." she says quietly.
"I promised to protect you. And I just laid there while he...i'm sorry."
She stands up, tightening the sheet around her, and walks out of the bedroom. I follow her, grabbing my button up shirt on the way.