Tough Love

Chapter 8

Riley's POV

I stare at my phone and start crying all over again. Josh turns around and scowls.

"What is it?" He barks.

"I-it's nothing." I stutter. He takes my phone from my hands and reads the messages. He throws it at the wall, the screen shattering.

"What's this 'I love you' stuff?!" He growls.

"Josh don't worry about it." I tell him calmly. He grabs me by my shoulder and shakes me.

"Don't lie to me! And don't be talking to other guys!" I wriggle from his grasp and run to the kitchen. I grab a knife.

"You know that your mine and that's that!" He screams. He raises his hand to hit me, but I put the knife up in front of me and close my eyes. I don't feel his hand hit me, but I feel blood run down the knife and down my hand.

I open my eyes. The knife was stuck in Josh's hand.

I scream, and run out the door. I run and run until I'm at James's house. I knock on the door until he answers.

"Riley! I'm so gla-" I cut him off and rush into his arms and start crying. He wraps his arms around me.

"Josh. Knife. Blood." I sob. He pulls away.

"Riley what are you talking about?" He asks, concern in his eyes.

"Josh saw the text messages from you on my phone, he got mad and I accidentally stabbed his hand with a knife." I cry. James stares at me in disbelief.

"Your joking right?" He laughs. I look at him with a dead serious look.

"Your not, are you?" I shake my head.

"It was an accident!" I cry. "He tried to hit me, so I put the knife up in defence, and his hand hit the knife."

"It's okay. It's okay." He comforts me. "But we can't just leave him there. We need call an ambulance."

"I guess your right."

We drive back to the apartment. I don't want to go in and see him there, so James says he will for me. He goes in as I sit in the car. A little while later, he comes back out and sits in the car.

"I called the paramedics. They will be here soon." I nod. "But Riley, they will be asking questions, about how this happened."

"I know." I say quietly.

"Riley, I think it's time that you tell the police and everyone that he has been abusing you." He tells me calmly. I look up at him.

"I don't really have no other choice at this point, do it?"

"No, you don't." He tells me. I sigh and nod my head.