Duet • t.m [personal] (completed)

Chapter 11

The sirens slowly filled my ears as they hopefully got closer. I heard "Police! Open up the door!" I sigh in relief. Soon I heard them come up to the steps by the continuos amount of thumping signaling there was more than one and a lot of steps. I couldn't tell what was going on. I felt the tears fall down my face, as they were silenced by my action of hitting mute.

Joy's Pov - Several hours later

I had a stomach ache as my eyes fluttered open. Well, they stayed closed after realizing how bright the room was. "So bright," I mumbled. I heard someone laugh. "What? Who's there?" I ask, instantly alarmed.

"Daddy," he whispered in my ear sexually.

My eyes shot open. "Get. the. fuck. out," I said.

"No beautiful.. I love you, more than a daughter. I want you," he whispered in my ear. He pulled the covers off of me. I look at my body, the thin lines were clean of blood, a few had stitches that laced in my skin. It kinda felt numb when my dad started feeling my arms, which really hurt. I winced and he noticed. He dug his nails into my skin and kept digging into my tan, probably bruised skin. It hurt, really bad.

Toby's Pov

I drove at full speed until I finally got to the hospital where Joy was. I parked and dashed in the hospital.

"Hello, how may I help you sir?" the desk lady asked.

"What room is Joy Zitney in?" I ask.

"Floor 5, room 78B."

I dash over to the elevator and after minutes it opens. I hop in and press 5 as fast as no other human being. I waited for the door to open and when it did, I didn't think twice about running down the hall to her room.

I open up the door to see someone on top of Joy. A rush of jealousy pushed through me as I ran towards the two with my arms out, I pushed him off of her and saw bruised arms, and tears. He had hurt her.

I went on the opposite side of the bed, where this guy was. "Who do you think you are?! Hurting my girl," I yell.

"Her father," he said smartly.

"You aren't like a real father," Joy said with a cracked voice. "So go," she said.

He got up, let out a sigh. He put one last smack across her face, hard. I lost it. I made a fist and slammed it into his nose. "No one beats my girl!" I yell as I throw a copied punch. I kept throwing punches until Joy yelled for me to stop. I stood up and he walked out, without a word. I go towards Joy.

"I won't let your-so-called father hurt you," I said hugging her. "I love you a lot Toby. But I have to stay here. I have friends, family, everything. I'm sorry, but I can't be in Florida anymore. My mom almost killed me, but went to jail today for child abuse. My dad is getting there.. but by sexual harassment," Joy said. "But seriously Toby, I'm okay now. Thank you, but please delete every contact you ever had with me," Joy said. I had tears in my eyes, as the same didn't match Joy's. This was real.

"Just to make sure, hand me your phone," Joy said sticking her hand. She grabbed my phone that was in my front pocket and quickly tapped away.

Joy's Pov

I had Connor do this, but I had to totally wash this phone of me.

I wanted Toby so bad, but this was for the best. Right? I was holding Toby back from opportunities that come once in a lifetime.

"Joy... sometimes I wonder, why you make this relationship so hard," Toby asked breaking the ice. "That's the way it should be, it never should've happened, Toby." I said as I handed his erased from me phone. "Now we aren't together anymore... but one last kiss wouldn't hurt," I said pulling his face close to mine. We were centimeters away from each other's faces. "Let me stay," Toby whispered as he moved that centimeter to nothing.

He kissed me sweetly. I kissed back and after he stopped, I wondered what to say about our kiss, our love, everything. I wanted him to stay, or I to go with him but I couldn't.

"Joy.. I want you to keep this," Toby said slipping off his leather jacket. I pushed it back. "No, no. My dad would burn that or something, I'm not risking that," I said as I instantly had myself agree.

"I don't care, at least you had it for some time," I shrug.

"Toby," I sigh. "Go away." I felt guilty as Toby started to cry.

"You know what? I'll find you again somehow. I promise! I will keep you forever! You are mine, Joy! Haven't you noticed!?" Toby asked.