She's Not Just A Fan -A Ben Phillips FanFiction-

Chapter Three

"This is your house?!" I questioned a little too loud as stood looking around.
"What do you think?" Ben asked as a smile started to form across his face.
"Is huge but I'm kinda afraid to touch something in case I break it" We laughed a little. "I think that's more an Elliot thing"
"When doesn't he break anything?" I replied and smiled, we walked into the kitchen and began laughing whilst seeing Tris and Elliot himself laying on the floor asleep.
He'd made sure that my face wasn't on camera as I didn't actually like it but one thing was for sure... Ben was not happy Elliot had put his cat to sleep.
"He's messed with the King" I glanced over to see Ben smiling. "I like that" he turned back to the camera.
"Elliot, you've messed with the King"
But I'd gone from.. smiling and laughing with him to getting really unsettled and upset.

"You stupid child! Get home, you're pathetic to think he'll ever love you, if you're not home you'll feel much worse than before" My fathers voice rang down the phone, I'd spend as much time as possible with Ben to try and numb the pain.. he'd make me feel safe and protected but of course.. I had to go back there every night.
"You heard what your father said! Get your ass home" My mother joined in, I didn't understand why I had to suffer this.. Ben doesn't even know the details.
"I'm coming now"
"Good"
The line went dead and as I put my phone away into my jacket pocket I could see a very concerned Ben.
"I have-" he cut me off as I spoke.
"I'm not" I just looked at him.
"I'm not allowing this, I don't care, I won't let anyone hurt you" he finished.
"You don't even know what was said" I told him with growing pain.
"I don't need to, I can see that you are scared, I can see the pain they put you through"
"Then you'll know if I don't go back, it will get a whole lot worse"
"Don't ask me to do this"
"Ben please.. I know it's killing you but I have to do this, I need to be able to keep you safe from this"
It was a small nod from him but he did as I asked, it was a quiet drive but there was a small thing... that was the last time he saw me.

Ben's Pov.

"I'm sure she's okay" Nana told me, every call and every text that I've gotten is from everyone but her. What am I supposed to do without my best friend?
"Thanks Nana" I replied with my phone in my hand, I hoped and I prayed that she would call or at least text, we always had one agreement once she stepped into that house..
Emily, would text me to say she was inside and call after she'd dealt with whatever her parents had to say... or do but if anything happened.. she'd take my name whilst in the hospital for her safety. I have this growing fear that it was worse than I'd ever thought.
"Ben?" I turned my attention to the living room door way. "Yeah?" I asked.
"What is it?" Finishing I could see guilt in Tristan's eyes.
"It's the hospital, its for you" I took the phone from him and quickly answered.
"Hello?"
"Hello, is this Mr. Phillips?" The woman on the end of the phone asked.
"Yes, this is."
"We have a Emily Phillips here, she asked for us to call, we'd like for you to come down so we can explain the situation"
"I'm coming now, thank you for calling" Whilst quickly ending the call and leaving I didn't have time to explain what was happening, she was my main focus, my main priority.

In almost running I'd been directed to her room but before walking inside I knocked, pushing open the door I walked through and saw her sitting with her legs over the side of her bed in bloody clothes. "Hey" She began but I cut her off by hugging her, I didn't want to let her go but she'd pulled away.
"I would have called but they broke my phone"
"Are you alright? Are you in pain? What did they do?" I questioned all a little too much for her to handle.
"Ben, I'm okay, I won't go back anytime soon if that's what you want"
"You're staying with me now okay?"
"Okay"