Saved, chapter 1
Emily lay on the cold floor of her apartment. Her head was bleeding vigorously and her whole body shaking. Emily's eyes were full of glistening tears, sparkling in the light. Above her stood a tall dark figure, laughing maliciously. It was Tom, Emily's 'boyfriend'. He looked at her sprawled across the floor then turned toward the door.
It had been almost 3 months since Emily had first met Tom. It was great for the first week or so. They did things together like another couple; bowling, watching movies, eating in romantic restaurants. Then suddenly it stopped and the violence began. The abuse occurred almost every day and Emily began having panic attacks. She rarely left the house in fear that she would be attacked by somebody on the street. She had no friends or family to turn to, as she left them behind when she moved to California with Tom. That of course was Tom's idea.
Emily rolled over and groaned. She was usually left with just a few cuts and bruises, but this time she was unable to move. When she was sure that Tom had left the house, Emily finally grabbed the phone and called for an ambulance. It took almost half an hour to arrive, and she had a lost a lot of blood by that time. Emily was rushed to hospital and taken to the operating theatre. She was told that she needed a blood transfusion as soon as possible. In the back of her mind, Emily thought of Tom and how he would react if he found out she had gone to hospital. What if they asked her how it happened, she couldn't tell them.
Suddenly Emily blacked out...
***
*3 days later*
Emily woke up to find herself laying a hospital bed. Suddenly a nurse came through the door. "Thank goodness you're aright!" she said with a smile, opening up the curtains.
"Wha-what happened?" questioned Emily.
"You blacked out just as we were about to start the transfusion," she explained, "and if you don't mind me asking, how did you come to be in such a state?"
"I, errrr fell down the stairs," mumbled Emily. The nurse didn't look very convinced, but left the room anyway. Emily was so relieved.
About 2 hours later, the nurse returned and told Emily that she could leave the hospital and should take some time at home to rest. Emily gathered her things and walked out of the door. She scurried around quickly in case Tom had come looking for her. Suddenly she bumped into something and fell to the ground. Emily looked up; a slender man with dark black hair was staring down at her.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry," she exclaimed.
"No, don't be, it was my fault," the man replied, "here," he said holding out his hand. He lifted Emily off the ground. Emily then noticed that he had the most gorgeous green eyes that seemed to sparkle in the light. She looked at them, intrigued by their beauty. Her gaze was broken by the man, who suddenly spoke.
"I'm Billie Joe," he exclaimed
"Cool name, I'm Emily"
"I'm here with my son, Jacob," he began, trying to make conversation, "I was looking after him and his brother while my ex-wife is away, when he cracked his head open."
"Awww, well I hope you get better soon," Emily exclaimed bending down to talk to Jacob. She could see another child standing behind Billie Joe, looking at her shyly. "And who's this" she asked, gesturing toward the child, who blushed slightly.
"Oh, this is my other son, Joseph." replied Billie Joe, "say hello".
"Hello".
Emily looked around nervously. Time was getting on, and soon Tom would come to find her.
"Well, it's been nice talking to you. I have to go now. Bye!" Emily quickly turned away and continued to scurry along.
"Err, bye then," said Billie Joe, a little confused.
"Bye"
*Billie Joe's P.O.V.*
Man, she was hot!! I hope I didn't scare her away; she seemed to be in a hurry. I hope I see her again.
*End of Billie Joe's P.O.V.*
It had been almost 3 months since Emily had first met Tom. It was great for the first week or so. They did things together like another couple; bowling, watching movies, eating in romantic restaurants. Then suddenly it stopped and the violence began. The abuse occurred almost every day and Emily began having panic attacks. She rarely left the house in fear that she would be attacked by somebody on the street. She had no friends or family to turn to, as she left them behind when she moved to California with Tom. That of course was Tom's idea.
Emily rolled over and groaned. She was usually left with just a few cuts and bruises, but this time she was unable to move. When she was sure that Tom had left the house, Emily finally grabbed the phone and called for an ambulance. It took almost half an hour to arrive, and she had a lost a lot of blood by that time. Emily was rushed to hospital and taken to the operating theatre. She was told that she needed a blood transfusion as soon as possible. In the back of her mind, Emily thought of Tom and how he would react if he found out she had gone to hospital. What if they asked her how it happened, she couldn't tell them.
Suddenly Emily blacked out...
***
*3 days later*
Emily woke up to find herself laying a hospital bed. Suddenly a nurse came through the door. "Thank goodness you're aright!" she said with a smile, opening up the curtains.
"Wha-what happened?" questioned Emily.
"You blacked out just as we were about to start the transfusion," she explained, "and if you don't mind me asking, how did you come to be in such a state?"
"I, errrr fell down the stairs," mumbled Emily. The nurse didn't look very convinced, but left the room anyway. Emily was so relieved.
About 2 hours later, the nurse returned and told Emily that she could leave the hospital and should take some time at home to rest. Emily gathered her things and walked out of the door. She scurried around quickly in case Tom had come looking for her. Suddenly she bumped into something and fell to the ground. Emily looked up; a slender man with dark black hair was staring down at her.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry," she exclaimed.
"No, don't be, it was my fault," the man replied, "here," he said holding out his hand. He lifted Emily off the ground. Emily then noticed that he had the most gorgeous green eyes that seemed to sparkle in the light. She looked at them, intrigued by their beauty. Her gaze was broken by the man, who suddenly spoke.
"I'm Billie Joe," he exclaimed
"Cool name, I'm Emily"
"I'm here with my son, Jacob," he began, trying to make conversation, "I was looking after him and his brother while my ex-wife is away, when he cracked his head open."
"Awww, well I hope you get better soon," Emily exclaimed bending down to talk to Jacob. She could see another child standing behind Billie Joe, looking at her shyly. "And who's this" she asked, gesturing toward the child, who blushed slightly.
"Oh, this is my other son, Joseph." replied Billie Joe, "say hello".
"Hello".
Emily looked around nervously. Time was getting on, and soon Tom would come to find her.
"Well, it's been nice talking to you. I have to go now. Bye!" Emily quickly turned away and continued to scurry along.
"Err, bye then," said Billie Joe, a little confused.
"Bye"
*Billie Joe's P.O.V.*
Man, she was hot!! I hope I didn't scare her away; she seemed to be in a hurry. I hope I see her again.
*End of Billie Joe's P.O.V.*
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