The Boy Next Door (Editing and Rewriting)

Chapter 17

Beep. Bop. Beep. Bop.

What on earth is making that sound? It sounds like an alarm clock, but that’s ridiculous, my alarm clock doesn't make that sound so it can’t be mine. So i guess I'm not in my house, but then where am I? 

Looking around I can't see anything, only black, and I can't move either. It feels like there is something holding my arms and my legs. Like some unknown weight is pressing down on me, wait I can see something, it's getting a little lighter, I can see a room, a really bright room. 

I don't remember being put in a room, the last thing that I remember was lying down on the street after Ryder had his way with me. But I am indeed in a room now, I am also lying down on some sort of bed, a really comfortable bed, so I guess someone must have taken me away from the road, must have taken me somewhere else. 

"Allison?" I hear a voice call, interrupting my inner thoughts. But I can't answer because the darkness has claimed me again. 

It's peaceful here, there's no need to worry about what everyone thinks if me anymore. There's no judging, there's no jealousy, but that's mainly because I'm the only one here. It's nice, though I do kind of miss some of the noise; it's a little bit too quiet. I'm sure if I were somehow able to say something, or even make the smallest sound, it would echo on and on without fail. 

I wonder where I am, and if I will have to stay here much longer. I mean I don't mean to complain but I'm just a little lost. I don't have to ask why I am here, I already know the answer to that question, I just don't know where exactly here is. Of course I'm sure you all can guess why I am here, wherever here is, but I'll tell you so that we all have the same story. It happened after Ryder basically chased me out of my house and into the street, technically I ran out of the house, but it was his fault, but that doesn't matter. Anyway, so it was after I was out in the street;

"Ryder," I pleaded as he walked slowly, tauntingly, towards where I was cowering in the street, "you don't have to do this, why are you doing this?" 

"Darling, you know why I'm doing this, it's why I've always done things like this, don't play dumb now," he told me, taking a few more steps toward me, "so yes darling, unfortunately I do have to do this." 

"Please Ryder," I plead, yet again, as tears run freely down my face and onto the asphalt, "please don't do this!" 

"Too late darling," Ryder said as he took his last step towards me, "I warned you enough times, but you didn't listen." 

After that he starting hitting me with his fists, on my face, my arms, he even hit my head into the pavement a few times. 

That's about when I blacked out, after that I have no idea what happened, and who saved me. Because somebody must have because Ryder wouldn't leave me alive, not again, he learnt not to after last time. 

It's still dark around me, I still can’t see anything and it's starting to get really annoying, I'm starting to hate it. But, wait. It's getting lighter again, and I can hear the same voice, from before, calling my name. 

"Allison, if you can hear me please show me, make a noise, move a finger, just do something! Please, I need to know that you are okay," the voice continues to plead with me. But I still can't say anything and my body still feels heavy, so I can't move anything either. So I can't show whoever the person, sitting beside me and pleading with me, that I am okay, even though I am. I don’t know how long I can stay here, in this sort of limbo, and I definitely don’t know how many more times I can reply that horrible series of events before I go insane for good.

“Hey!” a voice calls from behind me, or maybe above me, I’m not really sure anymore, everything hurts so much. I’m ready to give up, to just let go, I can’t really take this pain much longer, I’m sure my dad would forgive me, and it’s not like anyone else will miss me that much right?

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” the same voice calls again, a little closer this time.

“Get the hell away from her!” that voice, I know that voice, but I can’t place it yet, the name is on the tip of my tongue, so close but I just can’t remember.

“I mean it! Now.” This time the voice is almost a growl, it’s a little scary to be honest, and after that the voice was quiet for a bit. Then I heard a loud crack and a thump I knew that something connected with something with bone-breaking force and then it sounded like something else hit the ground.

“Come on Alli, let’s get you out of here and somewhere safe,” the voice called again, this time to me, and I could hear the concern in the voice as well, and that was when I remembered who the voice belonged to, the last person that I thought of before I blacked out for the first time; Adam.

Opening my eyes again I looked around the unidentifiable room, and this time I noticed a man sitting in the chair next to my bed, my dad, and a tall man in a white lab coat watching me, quietly.

“Where am I? Who are you?” I asked, my voice cracking in weird places, probably due to underuse recently, who knows how long I’ve been out.

“You’re in the local hospital and I am Doctor Lou,” the man spoke, “can I ask you a few questions Allison? Just try your best to answer them,”

“Sure thing, Doctor, I’ll try my best to answer them,” I replied, my voice sounded a little stronger the more I spoke.

“Okay, first question, what happened to you?” and so I told him, and the next thing I knew the room was full of police officers, all listening intently and I retold my whole story, starting from the day I meet Ryder. Obviously I spared them all of the gushy and inappropriate stuff, my dad was in the room after all.

After I told my story I only felt two things; firstly I felt bad for my dad, the first time he heard about all of this and the room is full of a bunch of strangers. But mostly I just felt relieved; I no longer had this huge secret to hide from my dad. Obviously I wasn’t just going to go around telling people about it, but having my dad know was a huge relief in itself, I no longer had to lie to him about how I feel.

Little did I know that there was someone else listening in from just outside the door, someone that was coming to check up on me and wasn’t expecting to hear any of this, someone who I didn’t want to know about any of this, at least not until I was ready for him to know, which I definitely wasn’t yet, and I’m not sure I ever would be. But, now the secret is out, he knows, there is nothing left for me to do except hope that he keeps my secret for me.

A/N: Comment who you think it is, I'd love to hear your ideas, who knows maybe I'll change the idea for the next chapter according to your guys thoughts. Thanks x

Dedicated to JordanVenter because he helped me write this sort of, he motivated me to complete this chapter, I had a bit of writers block about halfway through XD thanks Jordan xx