Who Could Even Explain It

the pharmacy (part 2)

(Billies pov)

I had just finished with an interview and I was starved. We went to a nearby store to grab some snack. I had to piss so I handed my mom the snacks and ran to the bathroom, just as I got there I got a call from my brother. I then heard someone crying and saw someone slumped down in the corner of a stall. I tell my brother I have to go and i slowly walk up to the stall not wanting to scare whoever was inside.
"Hey mammas" I say " are you ok"
"Imm, ... fine," a shaky voice said.
"You dont sound fine , here come out here let's talk about it." I say in a soft voice.  Carefully a small figure walked out of the stall. She was wearing a ratty sweat shirt and her left sleeve was soaked with blood.
"Oh baby what's wrong, who did this to you." I say light ly putting my had beneath her wrist. She flinches away not wanting to explain. Then she sits down and I see the edge of a holographic blade sticking out of her pocket.
" oh," I say, " let's get u home ok,"
" no, I dont want to go home," she manages to squeak out.
" why not babes," I say.
Suddenly there is a banging on the door.
" I know your in the bitch open up, daddy never said you could go there." A deep voice said.
I release then that that's her dad. I carefully pick her up, calling 911 and explaining the situation. When they come we are rushed out and into the camper. I set her down and see that shes shaking.
" I dont want to cause you trouble,  I'll just go back to him, I'm what he wants." She says trying to get back up. " no mamas,  I'm not gonna let you do that," I say ," let me get you some water." Whike I an getting water I hear something moving, and before I know it shes outside and I watch front the window and see that her dad got away and is beating the crap out of her. I sit in the corner crying waiting and hoping that the officials get him, that's when I see that shes close enogh to the door for me to grab her. So I reach out, grab her by her back picking her up pulling her in and shutting and locking the  door. The adrenaline made me strong and it threw the man off guard, then the officials rushed him cuffing him and throwing him into the car.