The Boy With The Green Orbs!, chapter 3
Layla's POV
Whoa. I can't believe what I just told him. I've only ever told Rach. Oh well watch ya gonna do and besides I think I can trust him, even though I only just met him.
I'm gonna be in so much shit when I get home. As I approached the house I felt myself shaking with fear. Dad's home, oh crap. I walk up the door and before I can take a deep breath and opened it myself, dad opened it and pulled me inside.
"Dad, please. Don't hurt me, I've had enough" I pleaded.
"You're late. You know there's consequences" he says.
I can smell the stench of alcohol in his breath.
He pulls me upstairs and throws me into his room. Mum is out so thankfully I won't have to put up with her as well. He throws me onto the bed and starts punching me in the stomach. The pain is so fucking bad, I can hardly breathe let alone move. He starts to peel off my clothes. What the fuck? He's never gone this far before.
"If your anything like your mother, you'll fucking like this, you whore." He spits.
"NO!!" I screamed at him and yanked up my pants and push him off with all the strength I have (which isn't very much).
"Don't say no to me..." He yelled back and grabs at me. I try to run but he grabs my hair and smashes a bottle and slashes my stomach open.
"Ahhhh!!" I screamed. Oh my god, this fucking hurts, and the blood is fricken pooring out like a freaking water fall.
Dad passes out. Thank fucking god! I run out of the house and pull out the piece of paper with Billie's address on it. After 20 minutes of searching I find his house and I've lost heaps of blood.
"I hope he's home" I mumble and ring the door bell. Couple of seconds later he opens the door."
"Billie, please help..."
"Layla!!" but before I can answer I pass out.
Billie's POV
It's been two hours since Layla left. I'm sitting at home watching TV. I'm really worried about her, God I can't get her off my mind. Suddenly I hear the door bell. I get up and open the door and I see Layla, covered in new bruises, blood pouring out of her stomach and tears streaming out of her eyes.
"Billie, please help..." she cried out
"Layla!" and she passed out.
Luckily I caught her. I picked her up, bridal style, and brought her inside and put her on the couch and had a look at how bad the wound was. Shit, its pretty bad. I panic and ring Mike, knowing he'll know what to do.
"Hello," comes the chirpy voice of Mike.
"Mike, its Billie."
"Hey Bill, whats up?"
"Look there's no time to explain, but can you ring Tre and both of you guys come around to my place?"
"Uhhh, yep sure Billie. Be there soon."
"Thanks."
As soon as I put down the phone I run up stairs and and got first aid stuff and blankets. When I got downstairs Layla was awake.
"Layla, you're awake. What happened?"
"My dad tried to rape me but I pushed him off and I tried to run but he broke a bottle and hit me with it," She explained, clearly very shaken by what happened.
"Holy Shit... Okay, Tre and Mike are on their way, I'm gonna tell them what happened then get you to a hospital."
"NO! Tell them but please no hospitals, please," she begged.
"Okay, Okay...no hospitals, but you gotta hold on for me kay?" I said smiling at her.
"Kay" she replied, returning the smile.
I started dressing the wound but by the looks of things the pain was pretty bad, and Layla passed out. I hope she'll be alright. I'm no doctor so I'll do my best.
Whoa. I can't believe what I just told him. I've only ever told Rach. Oh well watch ya gonna do and besides I think I can trust him, even though I only just met him.
I'm gonna be in so much shit when I get home. As I approached the house I felt myself shaking with fear. Dad's home, oh crap. I walk up the door and before I can take a deep breath and opened it myself, dad opened it and pulled me inside.
"Dad, please. Don't hurt me, I've had enough" I pleaded.
"You're late. You know there's consequences" he says.
I can smell the stench of alcohol in his breath.
He pulls me upstairs and throws me into his room. Mum is out so thankfully I won't have to put up with her as well. He throws me onto the bed and starts punching me in the stomach. The pain is so fucking bad, I can hardly breathe let alone move. He starts to peel off my clothes. What the fuck? He's never gone this far before.
"If your anything like your mother, you'll fucking like this, you whore." He spits.
"NO!!" I screamed at him and yanked up my pants and push him off with all the strength I have (which isn't very much).
"Don't say no to me..." He yelled back and grabs at me. I try to run but he grabs my hair and smashes a bottle and slashes my stomach open.
"Ahhhh!!" I screamed. Oh my god, this fucking hurts, and the blood is fricken pooring out like a freaking water fall.
Dad passes out. Thank fucking god! I run out of the house and pull out the piece of paper with Billie's address on it. After 20 minutes of searching I find his house and I've lost heaps of blood.
"I hope he's home" I mumble and ring the door bell. Couple of seconds later he opens the door."
"Billie, please help..."
"Layla!!" but before I can answer I pass out.
Billie's POV
It's been two hours since Layla left. I'm sitting at home watching TV. I'm really worried about her, God I can't get her off my mind. Suddenly I hear the door bell. I get up and open the door and I see Layla, covered in new bruises, blood pouring out of her stomach and tears streaming out of her eyes.
"Billie, please help..." she cried out
"Layla!" and she passed out.
Luckily I caught her. I picked her up, bridal style, and brought her inside and put her on the couch and had a look at how bad the wound was. Shit, its pretty bad. I panic and ring Mike, knowing he'll know what to do.
"Hello," comes the chirpy voice of Mike.
"Mike, its Billie."
"Hey Bill, whats up?"
"Look there's no time to explain, but can you ring Tre and both of you guys come around to my place?"
"Uhhh, yep sure Billie. Be there soon."
"Thanks."
As soon as I put down the phone I run up stairs and and got first aid stuff and blankets. When I got downstairs Layla was awake.
"Layla, you're awake. What happened?"
"My dad tried to rape me but I pushed him off and I tried to run but he broke a bottle and hit me with it," She explained, clearly very shaken by what happened.
"Holy Shit... Okay, Tre and Mike are on their way, I'm gonna tell them what happened then get you to a hospital."
"NO! Tell them but please no hospitals, please," she begged.
"Okay, Okay...no hospitals, but you gotta hold on for me kay?" I said smiling at her.
"Kay" she replied, returning the smile.
I started dressing the wound but by the looks of things the pain was pretty bad, and Layla passed out. I hope she'll be alright. I'm no doctor so I'll do my best.
