Dangerous Games

Chapter 1

I just can't keep doing this. One day we're okay and the next thing I know I woke up in the hospital with the info that my boyfriend beat me up into a pulp almost killing me.

This is not the first time. Judging by the look the doctor is giving me I know he already took this to the sheriff. I should get out of here and warn Caleb.

Even though Caleb almost killed me, I still love him and I know he loves me too but right now he is going through alot of things and is stressing him out and he takes it out on me.
I just can't leave him or report him to the police because he's been abusing me.
I'm  the only one who understand what he is going through and I'm  trying to help him.

Once the doctor explained my condition and went out of the room I quickly got off the hospital bed and search for my clothes. I spotted them on the chair next to the window, grabbed them and quickly stripped out of this horrible hospital gown hissing every time something touches my fresh wounds.

I limp out of the room and made my way towards the exit while putting on my hood so doctor won't spot me.
I made it out of the building and jogged more like dragged my arse towards the apartment where Caleb and I are renting.

It wasn't much, a three story building almost falling apart. Holes on the rooftops, crooked stairs, elevators not working, lightning is shitty and don't get me started with the rooms and toilets but hey we're still living under a roof which I am thankful for.
Some people are homeless and can't even afford to buy food.

I stare at the building looking worried and looking like shit I guess because people kept giving me side glances.
I sighed and stumbled into the building while groaning cause I have to climb these fleet of stairs.
With this condition I don't think I'll be able to make it to our apartment.

I searched my hoodies pockets in search for my phone and mentally cursed when I notice I must have forgotten it in the hospital along with my purse.

"Great...just What I needed" I scoffed.

I made my way towards the front desk.
"Hey Clive, can J just borrow your cell?"  I  asked the owner of this horrible building.

Clive owns this apartments and he is a man that you don't want to mess with.
He also lives alone , no wife, no children, just....himself.
Clive is like a father to me, helped me when I was struggling to escape my horrible parents. He was the one who offered me to stay at the apartment but grew furious once he knows that my drug addict of a boyfriend was staying with me.

He straight out wanted to kick Caleb out of the building but I begged him not to and of course he listened.

"Jewel!?....what are you doing here, aren't you supposed to be in the hospital?" Clive asked looking worried as always.

I rolled my eyes "Now..now Clive before you go ballistic gorilla on me please hear me out" I spoke with hushed tone.

He sigh and rubbed his forehead and nods signalling me to start talking.

I smiled and he returned it "Okay look I think Sheriff Fletcher is on his way right now to arrest Caleb and I need your phone so I can call him to warn him to get out of the building before the sheriff arrives" I said grasping my chest as it is starting to pain. Keep forgetting...broken ribs.

I groaned and flopped on the chair beside Clive's desk.

"Nope" he said frowning.

"Thanks Clive I know....wait did you just say nope?" I asked.

"I am not giving you the phone so you can go and save that asshole's life again..have you been seeing yourself in the mirror?!, you have bruises all over your body....why can't you just leave him Jewel?...or kick his ass out of the apartment?" he said furiously.