Savannah's POV
I wake up with aches in my joints and sunlight streaming into my eyes. Where the hell am I? Then all of what happened last night came back to me.
I had went to the cafe near my house to meet with Sierra, my best friend. I was on my way home around 10:30-11, when I passed the alley that I always do. This time though, I was dragged into it. I can remember that there were three guys. All laughing at me while they beat me until I couldn't move, and then raped me for what felt like hours.
I try to stand up, but I fall almost immediately because of the pain between my legs. I looked around for my clothes but all that was not ripped to shreds were my sweatpants and bra. After pulling those on, I crawled over to my phone that was thrown across the alleyway. Surprisingly, it wasn't damaged and was still on. I quickly dialed my boyfriend Michael's number before calling. (Bold is Michael, Italics is Savannah)
Hello?
Mikey? Can you pick me up please? Everything hurts and I can't walk.
Savannah? What do you mean everything hurts? Where are you, baby? What happened?
I was attacked Mikey. I'm in the alley by the cafe that I always go to. Oh, and also can you bring some extra clothes?
Of course baby. I'll be there as soon as I can.
Michael's heart and voice broke. His princess was hurt. He would find whoever did this to her. Running to the entrance to the alley, Michael was almost too overwhelmed by the sight before him. His beloved girlfriend was curled up in a ball, her body racking with sobs.
He pushed himself to walk over to her. "Savannah?" She slowly raised her head, relief, sadness, and fear clouding her eyes. As he came closer, she shrunk back in fright, whimpering in submission as she went. Michael soon realized that she was scared so he stood back. After a while of staring she jumped and wrapped her arms around his torso crying into his chest. She was suddenly very thankful for putting on the shirt that Michael provided for her.
After about an hour of holding his princess until her sobs turned into silent whispers, Michael gently placed one arm under her knees and one under her shoulder blades. He carefully placed her into his car and started to drive to the closest hospital.
Calum is not going to be happy.
