Gone

Chapter 12 - Hurt

FLASHBACK:

As soon as he started to clean and disinfect one of my hands I pressed his free hand getting watery eyes. He sensed something was wrong and looked up at me. "You were caught. Again."

-Shh.. - he said, stopping quickly what he was doing and cupping my face - think about something else or somewhere else, that will make you feel less the pain. - continuing to speak and trying to distract me.

- You talk like you have felt lot of pain. - Instantly I cursed myself mentally for saying that.

-I had my share of it.  - He said while finishing the bandages.

It had began to thunder. I'm afraid of thunderstroms.

-You are ready miss.Sweet dreams beautiful. - He said walking away.

I couldn't let him go out in a storm like this. "Keep putting the guilt on the storm..I know what you are doing there. Nice plan." - A part of my mind sarcastically teased me.

-Please don't go. - Even I was suprised I just said that out loud - Stay. I'm afraid of thunderstorms. 

CURRENTLY:

- I will stay. - As soon as he spoke a loud thunder crashed near the house, making the lights go out. - Can you handle being here alone for a few seconds, I need to go get a flashlight to the car.  - he said slowly.

-Yeah, I think so. Don't delay.

- I wont. - he said reassuringly, then leaving.

Being alone in this big house while raining and to thunder, was making my anxiety levels go up fast. I heard something breaking downstairs, but I thought it was Damien bumping into something.

-Are you okay? You didn't take long..

OUTSIDE:

I was near the car when I heard something inside the house breaking and then I heard her scream. JADE!  I left my car keys fall to the ground and sprinted back to the house.

BACK IN THE HOUSE:

I heard no response from Damien, probably he didn't hear me because of the strong pouring rain. I heard footsteps, then a shadow appeared passing through the door. It's not Damien. Shit.

In seconds the guy had pinned me down to the floor and was on top of me. The only thing I could do was scream and hoping he hears it. The guy was trying to shut me up, putting his hand over my mouth, but I bit him and somehow managed to escape from him. I was running like I never had run before. When I stopped running to look around, someone putted an hand on my mouth, another on my waist and whispered:

-Don't scream. It's me. Go hide in the bathroom. 

- Come back safe - I said before he left to catch the guy.

I did as he said. Suddendly I heard another loud thunder and quietly, started crying. "Stop crying, you're safe here"  My mind reminded me.The sound of Damien's falling hard in the floor and gasping pulled me out the mental conversation that I was having with myself. 

I opened the door just a bit to be capable of seing what was going on.

I saw Damien on the floor squirming in pain and getting beated. In one of the aggressor's blows, Damien looked at me and I swear I saw a tear escaping from his sparkly blue eyes. Seing him hurting like that made me grab a scissors in the little cabinet  and leave out the bathroom running towards the attacker. I stabbed him not once but two times lightly because he catched my wrist.

Now who was against the wall was me. The guy slapped me once making my lip bleed, before Damien could reach his gun, which had been thrown out of his hands previously, and then shooted at the guy.

«BANG! BANG!» 

The guy crashed into the floor.Lifeless. 

I let myself drop and curled up in a ball, my head down, and started crying. Hard. Damien came near me and picked me up in bridal style and I wrapped my arms around his neck, hidding my face in his chest. I knew I was getting his t-shirt wet but I also knew he didn't give a damn about the wet shirt.

He carried me upstairs to my bedroom,pushed the covers and the sheets away and layed me down. He layed down beside me and brought the sheets again to cover us up. He shifted up to make himself confortable, but also to be hugging and caressing me. I snuggled even further, my head on his chest, listening to his heart beating as he fondle me.

- Everything is going to be okay. Goodnight beautiful. - and that was the last thing I heard before falling asleep.