Redundant, chapter 13
*Adrienne's Point of View*
The car came closer and closer to Billie Joe...
*BANG*
The car hit him.
His body flew over the fast moving car as it fell to the floor and he lay perfectly still. He didn't move or anything.
"NO!" I screamed as I ran towards Billie Joe.
He was covered in bruises and laid in a pool of blood. He couldn't open his eyes but I could feel him breathing. Tears continued rolling down my cheeks as I pulled my cell phone out of my pocket. I dialed 911 to get an ambulance and to arrest Taylor for attempt murder. Once I finished, I put the phone back in my pocket and
The ambulance and police came quickly. The policeman hand-cuffed Taylor and put him in the paddy-wagon. Billie Joe was put into the ambulance. I came in with him and sat by his side. He still didn't look at me. He laid still. He was able to breathe, but not that good.
We arrived at the hospital. The doctors told me to wait in the waiting room for a while. While I was sitting on a chair, I pulled out my cell phone again and rang Mrs. Armstrong.
"Hello?" she answered the phone.
"Mrs. Armstrong, it's me. Adrienne," I replied "you have to come to the hospital right away."
There was silence for a few seconds.
"Fine, don't wait up." She said as she hung up.
*~*~*
Mrs. Armstrong finally arrived. It did take her about 10 minutes, even though she didn't live that far.
"What's happened, Adrienne?" she asked me while she was panting for breath. I looked into her eyes then looked away.
"Billie Joe." I started "he got into a fight and got hurt badly."
She didn't say anything. She sat down in the chair next to me and let out a heavy sigh. She brushed her fingers through her hair then looked back at me. She had a bit of a pissed face.
"Why did he get into a fight?" she said. By the tone of her voice that sounded angry, I could tell that Billie Joe had gotten into fights before because of the way my mom use to talk to my brother Steve after he got badly hurt because of fights. I looked back at her. She was still pissed off.
"My ex-boyfriend still loved me but I don't love him anymore," I began "I loved Billie Joe and I still do." I dried the tears with the back of my sleeve and looked away. I buried my face into my hands then drove my fingers through my hair. I hoped that Billie Joe was okay...
"You may see Mr. Armstrong now." A doctor said to me. I got off the chair and started following the doctor with Mrs. Armstrong following. Once we reached a certain door, the doctor opened it and directed us inside. He closed the door behind us.
We were alone in the room with a sick Billie Joe on the hospital bed. I walked over to the side of him and studied his body carefully. Half his face was purple. His left eye was bruised. His body had bruises in certain areas. He also had several scars around his body and broken bones. His hair was full of dried blood. I kept my eyes on him and sat down next to him. I let out a heavy sigh and stroked the side of his face.
"I have to explain about the fight," I started "that guy who bashed you up was my ex-boyfriend Taylor. He's completely obsessed with me. He wanted me all to myself so he killed my parents and my siblings and sold my home. When I found out what he did, I said that I hated him and so he left me homeless. When I met you, my life changed. I never wanted to be apart from you. But when Taylor found us today, he got so damn jealous that I was with someone else because he wanted to be alone with me. When he saw you he felt like killing you, just like he did today."
My eyes started to fill up with tears as I looked away from him. A few seconds later I looked back.
"This is all my fault," I sobbed "I'm so sorry for this!" I continued to cry with my face buried into my arms. At that moment, I heard someone say my name. I could tell that it wasn't Mrs. Armstrong because it sounded like a man's voice. I wiped away my tears and looked at Billie Joe. His eyes were open and he was giving me a weak smile. I stood up and looked at him. This couldn't be true. This was no illusion, this was real! I wrapped my arms around his neck and hugged him. He struggled to get his arms around me.
"You don't have to" I said as I grabbed his arms and carefully placed them back down. I drew my face closer to his and gave him a light kiss on the lips. I could taste the blood that was from his mouth but I didn't care. All I cared about was that I was with the boy I love.
"Don't worry about anything Billie Joe," I started as I drew my face away from his "you're safe now. Taylor and brad can't hurt you here."
After I said that, I heard the door open. I turned around to see who it was.
Oh shit
Brad and Taylor were back!
The car came closer and closer to Billie Joe...
*BANG*
The car hit him.
His body flew over the fast moving car as it fell to the floor and he lay perfectly still. He didn't move or anything.
"NO!" I screamed as I ran towards Billie Joe.
He was covered in bruises and laid in a pool of blood. He couldn't open his eyes but I could feel him breathing. Tears continued rolling down my cheeks as I pulled my cell phone out of my pocket. I dialed 911 to get an ambulance and to arrest Taylor for attempt murder. Once I finished, I put the phone back in my pocket and
The ambulance and police came quickly. The policeman hand-cuffed Taylor and put him in the paddy-wagon. Billie Joe was put into the ambulance. I came in with him and sat by his side. He still didn't look at me. He laid still. He was able to breathe, but not that good.
We arrived at the hospital. The doctors told me to wait in the waiting room for a while. While I was sitting on a chair, I pulled out my cell phone again and rang Mrs. Armstrong.
"Hello?" she answered the phone.
"Mrs. Armstrong, it's me. Adrienne," I replied "you have to come to the hospital right away."
There was silence for a few seconds.
"Fine, don't wait up." She said as she hung up.
*~*~*
Mrs. Armstrong finally arrived. It did take her about 10 minutes, even though she didn't live that far.
"What's happened, Adrienne?" she asked me while she was panting for breath. I looked into her eyes then looked away.
"Billie Joe." I started "he got into a fight and got hurt badly."
She didn't say anything. She sat down in the chair next to me and let out a heavy sigh. She brushed her fingers through her hair then looked back at me. She had a bit of a pissed face.
"Why did he get into a fight?" she said. By the tone of her voice that sounded angry, I could tell that Billie Joe had gotten into fights before because of the way my mom use to talk to my brother Steve after he got badly hurt because of fights. I looked back at her. She was still pissed off.
"My ex-boyfriend still loved me but I don't love him anymore," I began "I loved Billie Joe and I still do." I dried the tears with the back of my sleeve and looked away. I buried my face into my hands then drove my fingers through my hair. I hoped that Billie Joe was okay...
"You may see Mr. Armstrong now." A doctor said to me. I got off the chair and started following the doctor with Mrs. Armstrong following. Once we reached a certain door, the doctor opened it and directed us inside. He closed the door behind us.
We were alone in the room with a sick Billie Joe on the hospital bed. I walked over to the side of him and studied his body carefully. Half his face was purple. His left eye was bruised. His body had bruises in certain areas. He also had several scars around his body and broken bones. His hair was full of dried blood. I kept my eyes on him and sat down next to him. I let out a heavy sigh and stroked the side of his face.
"I have to explain about the fight," I started "that guy who bashed you up was my ex-boyfriend Taylor. He's completely obsessed with me. He wanted me all to myself so he killed my parents and my siblings and sold my home. When I found out what he did, I said that I hated him and so he left me homeless. When I met you, my life changed. I never wanted to be apart from you. But when Taylor found us today, he got so damn jealous that I was with someone else because he wanted to be alone with me. When he saw you he felt like killing you, just like he did today."
My eyes started to fill up with tears as I looked away from him. A few seconds later I looked back.
"This is all my fault," I sobbed "I'm so sorry for this!" I continued to cry with my face buried into my arms. At that moment, I heard someone say my name. I could tell that it wasn't Mrs. Armstrong because it sounded like a man's voice. I wiped away my tears and looked at Billie Joe. His eyes were open and he was giving me a weak smile. I stood up and looked at him. This couldn't be true. This was no illusion, this was real! I wrapped my arms around his neck and hugged him. He struggled to get his arms around me.
"You don't have to" I said as I grabbed his arms and carefully placed them back down. I drew my face closer to his and gave him a light kiss on the lips. I could taste the blood that was from his mouth but I didn't care. All I cared about was that I was with the boy I love.
"Don't worry about anything Billie Joe," I started as I drew my face away from his "you're safe now. Taylor and brad can't hurt you here."
After I said that, I heard the door open. I turned around to see who it was.
Oh shit
Brad and Taylor were back!
