Behind Open Eyes

Chapter 4

Hey!! So this is Chapter 4! It's going to be in Zayn's point of view instead of Kylie's. Let me know how it is! Thanks :) xx

Chapter 4

Zayn’s Point of View

 

I got to Kylie’s house when I realized Jayden’s car was in the driveway. I guess Kylie invited him over to join us. Oh well. I never really liked Jayden. There was always something different about him that I didn’t like. I never told Kylie because I didn’t want to upset her. Just seeing her beautiful smile would always make me smile. I’m happy we were so close. I’ve grown up with all sisters but Kylie was someone special.

As I approached the home, I faintly heard someone screaming for help. I looked through her window just to make sure she was alright. All I could see was a have naked man over Kylie. Kylie’s dress had been ripped off by what it had seemed. He was hitting her and punching her in the stomach. I couldn’t bear to watch her being abused. I opened the door, which was surprisingly opened. The man that was on top of Kylie stopped hitting her and looked at me. He then kissed her once more and punched her in the arm.

He stood up, got his shirt and right before he was about to leave, he pushed me out of his way. All I could do was to run up next to Kylie and yell out her name.  She seemed to be blacking out so I called 911. Since she was in her bra and underwear, I covered her up in a blanket that was close by. Within 5 minutes, paramedics were at her house taking her away on a stretcher.

I called her parent’s and explained to them what had happened, or at least what I saw. They were on their way to the hospital. Her Mom was concerned and started crying on the phone. I was at the edge of crying too. I felt guilty for letting this happen to such a beautiful, smart girl. I could have easily not gotten pizza and just came to the house. We could have had pizza delivered. Ugh… what have I done?

We arrived at the hospital. She was placed into a room where I wasn’t allowed in. She was breathing but I was still worried sick. That guilty feeling was still at the bottom of my gut.

20 minutes later and I was pacing back and forth in the waiting room when a nurse came in.

“Hi. Kylie is going to be just fine. She has a broken arm, 2 broken ribs, and bruises all over her body. She is resting right now but can be seen. She is in room 117.”

“Thank you so much.” I walked down the hallway until I reached the room number 117. I walked inside the room where all I heard was the beeping noise of the monitors. There laid my best friend. She looked so peaceful and unharmed.  The hard part was knowing that she was harmed in a great way.

I saw her cast wrapped around her left arm. It was neon pink, her favorite color. I smiled knowing she picked it out. I walked up to her bed and took her hand and placed it in mine. She turned her head, opened her eyes slowly, and smiled.

“Hey,” she spoke.

“Hey,” I replied.

She just stared and smiled at me until I spoke,

“How are you feeling?”

“Sore,” she replied.

“I know. I’m sorry I hadn’t come earlier.”

“You didn’t know.”

“But I wish I had. I wouldn’t have let you get hurt like that.”

She smiled lightly, still staring into my eyes. Her beautiful hazel eyes were just gorgeous. 

Kylie placed her right hand on my left cheek.

“Thank you, for everything,” she said.

“You’re welcome.” I touched her hand and held it in mine again. I stood up and gave her a gentle kiss on her forehead. When I sat back down, her eyes were closed, but her smile remained.

Her parent’s ran into the room panicking and crying. Her mom ran and sat onto her bed. Kylie opened her eyes and smiled seeing her Mom and Dad there. Her Dad touched my shoulder and thanked me for staying with her. He ran over to her bed and gave her a kiss on the forehead.

“I’m going to go get a water, would you like one?” I asked.

Both of her parents nodded and thanked me. I walked out of the room, but before I started towards the cafeteria, I turned around to take one last glance at Kylie. She and her parents were crying together on her bed, embracing her. At this moment, I knew she was safe.