Saving Sawyer [Boy/Boy] - 2013

Chapter 19: Too Much Hurt

Saving Sawyer: Chapter 19: Too Much Hurt

Sawyer's POV

               Men in uniform swarmed into the room, all but two had their guns drawn. Sir's eyes were in complete horror at the sight. They arrested him without question and without a fight. I had crawled over to Cade while they were apprehending him. "Wait...there's a dial in his pocket!" I yelled as loud as I could, which pathetically, was barely audioable. 

A nearby officer looked at me before ordering the rest to check his pockets. They pulled out the dial and showed it to me. "Is that what you're talking about?" 

I shook my head, "I can't be more than twenty feet from it." I was embarrassed telling them about the device but I'd rather not have the shit shocked out of me. 

'What does it do kid?" He asked as he was handed the dial in a small clear bag. 

I swallowed hard. "It makes the collar shock me." He got a bit closer and examined the metal necklace. He turned his attention back to the dial and clicked the power button. He then proceeded to pull off the back and snap out the batteries. "You're going to be okay." He handed it back to one of the others and rejoined the group. 

Cade was completely limp and his breathing was shallow. "Cade?" I pushed his hair out of his face and cradled him in my arms. The voice in my head screamed that this was my fault and I knew it was right. If I hadn't gotten closer to him again, he wouldn't have come looking for me now and he wouldn't be hurt. 

"Are you okay?" An officer asked, approaching cautiously. I reminded myself that he was here to help, not hurt, but every instinct in my body still told me to run. 

I limply shook my head. Cade wasn't okay, even I knew that. 

He knelt down in front of me, "Are you Sawyer Valandfi?" I hesitantly answered with a nod. He smiled before calling some number into his pager. 

He stayed by Cade and me until the paramedics arrived. They wrapped a brace around Cade's neck before loading him onto a gurney. I gritted my teeth as they splinted my leg and loaded me up as well. I lay back against the padding, thankful that it was all over. 

               Once we exited the house, I saw the scene. Even though it was the middle of the night, news reporters were being held back by the police. They screamed my name once they saw me. Camera flashes temporarily blinded me. "You'll be okay kid." The officer encouraged as he walked next to me, blocking most of the flashing lights. I was still terrified and worried about Cade but my relief won out. I not only got away, but I also didn't have to be afraid of him coming after me again. 

"Sawyer, we're going to start an IV - okay?" A paramedic asked as another behind him prepped. 

"No." I whined, reluctantly beginning to cry. He tried to calm me down but I could no longer hear him. I was already hyper-ventilating as everything that's happened within the last two weeks came crashing down. 

"Sawyer, it's okay...calm down!" Someone grabbed my hands before the bed was flattened, forcing me to lay flat. "Sawyer, if you don't calm down then we're going to have to restrain you and I don't want to do that." He warned. 

"Let go of me!" I cried out, his face morphing into sir's. My eyes widened and I tried to shake him off. I was thrown back into the basement, once again helpless. It was pathetic that I couldn't even defend myself...how could I be there for Cade if I was constantly haunted by my past? 

               Cade and I were rushed through the doors of the ER. He was wheeled in one direction and I was wheeled in another. "Where are they taking him?" I watched him disappear down the hall, his body seeming so fragile. He had a tube shoved down his throat that was connected to a large blue bulge that was used to force air down into his lungs.