Let Yourself Fall // sequel to My Ethan Karpathy

Chapter 5.

ETHANS POV:

My emotions mix into a blend of realisation and horror. What's happening to her to cause her to scream like that? I hear more screams and follow where they're coming from.

'Stop!'

'Please stop.'

'Don't hurt me.'

I can hear her screaming, I can also hear her sobs echoing though the night. Wait, if I can hear her crying, I must be close. I run to this grassy, flat area and look around for her. I am just about to give up when I hear another scream. I look over to the fence and see that, to my horror, my predictions were right. A man was hovering over an injured, limp body, laying on the ground.

"Get up, you slut. I'm not done with you" the man growls forcefully. I see he is holding a knife.

I get an idea and run softly to the other side of the tree line as quick as I can and start shouting in a deep voice, making sure I'm hidden. I yell that I would call the cops, but he doesn't stop. I feel like an idiot, but I stomp on the ground loudly and then pull out my phone, opening my sound effects app and selecting a police car effect. He hesitates, but runs away down the street. As soon as I'm sure he's gone, I run full pelt over to Paisley. It takes me a moment to take in what is laying in front of me. She is laying there, her arms and face have blood dripping from them. She doesn't have her shirt on anymore, but I think I can see the tattered remains over by the fence.

She is laying there, lifeless. The only thing that tells me she's alive is the steady sobbing sounds escaping her mouth. The tears are mixing with the blood to form light red puddles on the grass. Her skirt is long gone, but her bike shorts are still in place. I can see bruises all down her back, arms and shoulders, which tells me she tried to fight back. I just realise how much of a bad person I'm being right now. Im sitting here just staring at my half raped girlfriends half naked, bruised and bloody body. She's having a mental breakdown, and she doesn't even know I'm here. I kneel down beside her and Stoke her hair, which causes her to flinch, then whimper in pain.

"Please don't hurt me." she begs.

"Shh, Paisley it's me." I assure her.

"Ethan?" She asks weakly.

"I came looking for you."

"I'm sorry," is all she could say. She is sobbing her heart out, but I don't want to move her because her body looks so sore. "I'm so sorry."

"Do you want to come here?" I ask.

She tries to nod but winces in pain. She slowly sits up, her face scrunched up tight, trying to get rid of the pain. Eventually, she sits herself up and crawls into my lap. The feeling of her bare skin on my arms sends shivers down my spine, but that doesn't matter right now. I notice she's still just in her bra and bike shorts, I'm not complaining, but now's not the time. She will probably never want to have sex after that experience. Oh well, I will wait however long for her. I don't even have a jumper to offer her. I'm stupid, it wasn't cold out so I didn't bring one.

"Do you want my shirt?" I ask after finally seeing how uncomfortable she looks. I don't know why she's suddenly so insecure about her body lately, she's changed a bit with that.

"But then you won't have one."

"Well, it's more appropriate for me, and you look so uncomfortable." I tell her.

She doesn't reply, just stares ahead at the blackness. I sigh and pull my shirt over my head and over Paisley's.

"How long is it going to take me to recover from this?" Paisley asks.

"Well, the bruising should go away soon, and the blood we will clean up and I'll get that answer when I've seen the cuts." I tell her.

"No, I meant mentally. I have a fear that my anxiety will come back and I won't be able to do anything." she cries.

"I don't know what will happen, but we will work through it together. I don't care how long it takes. And if that means not going through with the contract, so be it." I tell her.

"You're doing the contract, Ethan." she says bluntly.

"Whatever happens, we'll do it together."

I wrap her up best I can in my arms, pick her and her stuff up, then begin to carry her home. Holly will freak, but I don't know what Paisley will be like tomorrow, that's what I'm scared of.

A/N:
Some people said chapter three is blank, so I republished it for you.

Peace, love and Ethan Karpathy.