Gone

Chapter 7

Dr Mitchell had been talking to Sheila and wondered if Chloe had found Beca. He was brought out of his thoughts by the sound of sirens.
When Chloe heard the sirens she picked up Beca, who was almost passed out from pain, and carried her up the stairs. She watched the police bang down the door.
"Who called us here?" The police officer asked.
"Me." Chloe said, and came out from behind the door where she had been hiding. She was still holding Beca, whose eyes were starting to close.
"Ma'am, what happened?" He asked, taking Beca out of Chloe's arms.
"This woman kidnapped Beca." Chloe said.
An officer came in behind the other officer and handcuffed Sheila.
"She had tied Beca to a chair in the basement and beat her." Chloe explained.
Beca was in the officer's arms.
"Is that true?" He asked Beca.
Beca looked up at him with pleading eyes and nodded her head. She was in a lot of pain.
An EMT ran in and put Beca on a cot. They rolled her into the ambulance and Chloe and Dr Mitchell drove behind it to the hospital.
Chloe looked down at her blood stained sweatshirt and thought about Beca. Seeing her friend in so much pain made her feel sick.
They arrived at the hospital, and Chloe sat in a chair in the waiting room while Dr Mitchell went into the room with Beca.
Chloe felt like she had been sitting there for days. People would come and go, some crying and some happy. Most of them stared at her because of Beca's blood on her sweatshirt. They were in the emergency room, they should expect to see blood! One woman sat next to Chloe. She wasn't much older than Chloe. She noticed the stains on Chloe's sweatshirt.
"What happened?" She asked Chloe.
"What?" Chloe asked. She had been there an hour and nobody cared to talk to her.
"Oh I'm sorry, my name is Jill." The woman said.
"Chloe." Chloe said.
"So... What happened?" Jill asked.
"My friend was kidnapped and beaten." Chloe said, and started to tear up.
"That's awful." Jill said.
Chloe nodded.
"I hope you don't mind me asking, but is the blood on your sweatshirt hers?" Jill asked.
"Yeah." Chloe and and looked at the blood on her sweatshirt.
"She must've been in rough shape." Jill said.
Chloe nodded.
They sat silent for a while.
"Why are you here?" Chloe asked Jill.
"My husband has was in a car crash. He just has a few scratches, he's going to be fine." Jill said.
"That's great." Chloe said and yawned.
"Do you want to take a nap? I will wake you up when they call you." Jill said.
"Thank you so much. Her name is Beca Mitchell and I'm Chloe Beale, I don't know which one they would call." Chloe said, and fell asleep.