Honey Stone

Anytime You Call

Nash dropped Honey home later that evening and walked up to the door with her. 'Are you going to be alright? Clay would let you stay ya know.'

'I know,' Honey said looking towards the door then back to Nash. 'I'm used to it, don't worry.'

'I am worried.' Nash answered gently as his fingers grazed her smooth cheeks and pushed her hair away from her face. 'I don't like you being here. Promise you'll let me know if anything happens.'

'I promise, I'll climb out the window and run away.' She smiled up at him but Nash did't smile back, he was busy digging into a deep pocket in his jacket. He pulled out a small sleek black phone.

'I almost forgot to give this to you.' he said handing it to her. 'Its only basic but you can ring me anytime you need anything. You can even call me if you miss me.' and it was then that he smiled broadly at her.

She looked up at him and he kissed her lightly. 'Go in now baby, before we start to draw anymore attention to ourselves.

Honey giggled but said goodnight to him and slipped inside house. She was shocked by what she found. Gone was all the debris and broken glass. A quick look showed that the kitchen was clean. There was no sound from anywhere but as she made her way quickly to her room, Danny suddenly stepped out in front of her.

'No boyfriend tonight then?' he sneered and Honey shrivelled under his gaze. 'You know what little bitch, he's not going to be around long and then, then I'll be there, waiting. No-one will want you when I've finished with you.'

Honey moved around him rapidly and slammed her door. Oh god, why was he still here. when would this be over? She turned the lock and slumped onto her bed. Thankfully she'd had a good meal with Nash and Clay so didn't have to go out of her room again except maybe to use the bathroom.

She thought about Nash. He was nice to her. Too nice maybe. She'd seen the warnings about girls being groomed into sex work or something equally heinous. Would she end up being used as some sort of slave by the club? Her imagination was running wild. On the other hand he could actually be being honest. He was worried about her. He'd threatened Danny against harming her.

The phone in her hand buzzed and she glanced at the screen.

Nash: Hey sweetheart, you ok?

Honey blinked and wondered what to type back.

Honey: Everything is fine.

Nash: Fine? That doesn't fill me with confidence baby. Whats happened?

Honey: Its ok really

Honey knew she was being evasive and making him suspicious but what could she say? That her mothers boyfriend had threatened her and she was worried she was being groomed.

The phone buzzed again but this time it was a call.

'Baby talk to me. Did that fucker hurt you?' Nash asked harshly.

'No, I'm ok, really.' she whispered.

'Are you afraid they'll over hear you Honey?'Nash asked gently. Honey made a small sound and Nash was instantly on alert. 'I'm coming over.'

'No don't...' Honey started to protest but the line was already dead. She stared at the phone in her hands and panic started to rise in her chest. She listened closely for what felt like an eternity but the was no sound of engines anywhere outside. Then outside the house came a rustling sound and a tap on her window. She lifted the curtain and peeped out.

Nash stood outside in the dark and waited for for Honey to open the window, when she had he heaved himself through the narrow opening and took her face in his hands. 'I had to make sure baby. I don't like you being here with that man.'