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Chapter 5

Joy's Pov

Christian was visiting me in the hospital and he put our hands together. Our hands fit perfectly. Nothing could separate us. I smiled and looked at his blue eyes.

"Joy, I love you, but I've got to go," Christian said with a sad expression on his face and aimed his thumb at the door. I hugged him and he kissed my cheek. I smiled and he smiled back.

"I love ya, Joy. I'll see you soon," Christian said.

"Love you too," I said before Christian left. I was so lucky to have him.

I was so mad at myself for telling Toby off. He shouldn't of told me off either. But he's just jealous.

I decided to text him a simple text: Toby, I'm soo sorry. I hope you forgive me because I feel terrible. Call me Tobes. xx

I was shaking as I pressed send. I let out a sigh when I sent it. I was so scared that we might not be friends after that.

I wanted to cry but I was so dry and hurt, that I didn't have it in me..

Toby's Pov

I was in my room, crying when my phone buzzed. I pulled my phone in front of my blurry vision and wiped my face. I saw it was a text from Joy<3.

It said: Toby, I'm soo sorry. I hope you forgive me because I feel terrible. Call me Tobes. xx

I called her after I dried my tears.

"Hi Toby," she said happily.

"Hey Joy, I found a ticket to Pittsburgh for Wednesday, May 14th. My flight is scheduled for eleven in the morning," I said.

"You're still coming?" Joy asked sounding surprised.

"Yeah! Of course I am," I said. "Why wouldn't I be?" I asked.

"Um... earlier," she said awkwardly.

"Oh, I was just jealous. I'm sorry, Joy. I-" I started but Joy interrupted.

"No, don't be sorry. You apparently just like me a lot. It's fine," she said and sighed. I felt that I liked her.

"So, the plane ride takes about four hours. Then, you'll have to tell me how to get to your house from there," I said.

"O-Okay," Joy said, sounding scared.

"What's wrong?" I ask, instantly alarmed.

"I-I'll call you later," she said in the same tone.

"No tell me," I say.

"I can't," she said.

"Why? Do you not trust me?!" I asked.

"I trust-" Joy said before another voice took over.

"She said she would call you later!" the voice yelled before ending the connection. I was scared and concerned. What if he'd kill her? I thought. I was now beyond scared.

I didn't try to think about it, but I couldn't get it off my mind. It was driving me insane to know who that guy was, and what he was doing to Joy. I loved Joy and wanted to see her.

Then I remembered Joy saying something about her dad being an ass.

I wanted to call the police. I wanted to just be there with Joy to solve this mess. She sounded scared, and it was amazing how she wasn't crying.

Joy's Pov

My dad pulled the IV out of me and harshly pulled me up by my hips.

He pushed us to where my flat stomach with marks and blood was touching his pot belly. "Joy," he whispered full of lust. I was more scared then ever.