A Year After Losing Kayla

Chapter 11

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Chapter 11:

I woke up laying in Tommy's arms. He smiled at me and I smiled weakly back at him.

'Holly, Im so sorry. I got caught up with family stuff then I got lost-' I cut him off by lifting my head up and kissing him. Finally, a kiss that  felt right. I broke off the kiss and stared deep into his eyes.

'Dont be sorry, you are here now' I smiled. Then I heard a faint moaning, I looked over to where Dad had been laying. He wasn't there anymore

'Tommy, he's gone' I panicked. Tommy turned and held me close as I started crying.

'Dont worry, im not going to let him hurt you again.' He stood up and pulled me up with him. He put his arm round my shoulders and walked me over to the door.

'Leave Her Alone' I heard Dad yell. Tommy turned us round and tightened his grip around me. Dad glared at us, then I looked further down to see he was holding a knife in his hand.  Tommy's gaze followed mine and I saw his eyes go wide

'Mr Carter, please put the knife down, someone is going to get hurt.' Tommy pleaded, not loosening his grip on me.

'Thats the plan Tommy, Someone is getting hurt.' Dad's eyes connected with mine and he turned his head slightly.

'He killed Kayla' I said. Tommy gasped and looked down at me. Then he looked back at Dad with anger in his eyes. He let me go and charged at my Dad. I just stood in shock and watched the brawl. Then Tommy was on the floor. He wasnt bleeding, Dad hadn't stabbed him.

Dad walked over and I backed up, but not enough Dad grabbed me and pinned me against the wall. I felt the knife placed on my throat. Tommy got up and saw me against the wall, I turned my head to face him, tears streaming down my face.

Tommy stepped towards me, Dad tighted his grip on me causing me to yelp.

'Take another step and she is dead!' He yelled. Tommy stopped moving and stared into my eyes. He mouthed 'sorry' to me before he spoke to Dad.

'I've called the police' He said, Dad's face dropped. He turned his head to the door.

'They will be here any minute now' Tommy continued. 'Just let her go' He pleaded. Dad shook his head and snapped his head back to face Tommy. He took the knife from my neck and pushed me behind him. Tommy sighed with relief but Dad walked over to him. The knife still in his hands.

'Tommy Run!' I screamed at him. Tommy backed up but Dad was faster. Tommy was on the floor clutching to his side. I saw the blood and I screamed. Dad turned to face me. He pulled me into him, pinning my arms to my side. The knife placed again on my neck with his free hand.

The knife was already covered in blood. Tommy's blood. Dad turned me to face Tommy.

'Look what you have done you naughtly little girl' he whispered in my ear. I looked down at Tommy, He was clutching his side and gasping in pain. He winced and looked up at me.

'Let her go' He stuttered out. Tears welling up in his eyes. I had never seen Tommy cry. I just wanted to hug him close. Then the door was rammed down and the Police were in the room. They took the knife and Dad released me. I ran down to Tommy's side.

'Im so sorry' I said crying. I took hold of his hand.

'Don't be, Im just so glad you are ok' He smiled. His breathing was failing on him and his eyes closed.

'Please dont leave me Tommy' I whispered. Then the paramedics were by my side, a police woman pulled me away.

'No, please. He needs me' I said to her. She nodded, eyes filled with sympathy.

'I understand but you need to answer some questions' I nodded and followed her out, not taking my eyes off Tommy until he was out of my sight.

I sat in the police station.

'So your Dad killed Kayla, is that right?' The woman asked, I nodded still looking at the floor.

'He told me.' I muttered. 'Just before Tommy-' My tears cut off my sentence.

'Its ok sweetheart, we want to get you down to the hospital as quick as we can. What did your Dad do to you while you were with him?' I told them it all. The hair dye, the beatings and the rape. I lost all control of my emotions.

They let me go to the hospital. But Tommy wasn't there.

'He went up to Surgery.' The Nurse told me.

'He's gonna die isn't it? And it'll be all my fault' I cried. Tommy couldn't die. I needed him. But his chances weren't good, Dad severed some of Tommy's main arteries. He was going to die...