This is my first POV (Point of View.) Fic, so I hope you like the way I write-them. :).
Kirsty's POV.
6am...6am and I'm awake...already. My alarm doesn't go-off until 7am. But oh well, I'm sure Tess would appreciate-me being at work early for a change, instead of late. No-one liked-me being late. At work, I get threatened with the sack, and probably a cheeky-comment from Adam. At home, I get a beating from Warren, and I fall-out with Nita for arguing with her Father. I get-up, terrified of waking Warren, his eyes alone are enough to scare the life-out-of-me.
Eventually I managed to get myself dressed and downstairs and had just about made myself breakfast, when BAM, Warren appears in the kitchen doorway.
"Not gonna say goodbye then?" He asks in his intimidating-manner.
"Sorry, I didn't wanna wake-you, that's all..." I say...quietly, not-wanting to look at him, in-fear that he would suspect something, so instead I busy myself with putting the cereal-away, back in the cupboard, before he could use-it to hurt-me with. I wouldn't put anything past-him these days.
"Ya Lieing..." He says in his broad-accent.
"No, like I said, I just..." I began to speak, but it was too-late, he wasn't going to believe that I was perhaps being a loving-wife for a change, and had my lazy, or ill, as the Doctors had said, husband, to sleep through whilst I went to work, pay the bills to keep this house as our own. Before I had even finished my sentence he had forced-me to turn around and had grabbed-me by the throat, holding-me back against the Kitchen Counter.
"Don't. Lie. To Me. Now tell-me why you didn't wake-me." Warren demamnded.
I tried my best to take a deep-breath in, but Warren's forceful-hands around my Neck were preventing-me from doing-so. Trying to remain-calm I attempted a reply.
"I wasn't lieing Warren..." I trailed-off, struggling to breath-now.
Warren punched-me in the stomach, releasing his hands from around my neck. I gasped for breath, but it was short-lived as the force of Warren's punch made me suck-it all back in again as I tried my best not to cry,
or scream.
"TELL-ME!" He yelled as I keeled-over, onto the floor. I was now on my knees.
"Warren don't you'll wake-Nita!" I cried to him.
"You were afraid...afraid that this would 'appen? Weren't ya?" He questioned visciously.
"Can I get-up please?" I asked weakly.
Warren sat-down on the kitchen-chair, well, it was more collapsed. But no-illness caused a man to punch their wife everyday for 16 Years straight.
"Just Go." He said, almost threatening that if I didn't, he would hurt-me-again.
I eventually reached-work, on-time! It wasn't early like I had planned, I had Warren to blame for that, but at-least I wasn't late. I'd be waking-up for work an hour-earlier more-often. Before I entered, I made myself throw-up in a bush around the corner, using the finger in the throat-trick, I had been feeling sick since Warren had punched-me, but the last-thing I wanted was to be sick on shift, I didn't want to be sent-home, so I might as well get it over and done-with.
"Oy, what did the bush ever do to you?" A familiar-voice said from in a car behind-me.
I turned-around. Adam. I should've expected-that. I smiled at him, giving him playful evils as he turned into the car-park, driving slowly enough for me to walk-alongside him.
"Haa. Haa. Adam." I said to him sarcastically.
"Noo seriously, that didn't sound too good, are you okay?" He asked. His little-concerned wrinkles were very-adorable, but I couldn't possibly fall for him. Yes I'd kissed-him in the pub-toilets, and yes, he knew about what Warren did to me, but if I fell for him, it'd only cause trouble at home. Besides what sort of Mother would-be if I did that to Nita? Left her Father for another Man? Yeah, because she'd really believe-me when I tell-her that my husband, her Dad, is a wife-beater.
I rolled my eyes playfully. "I'm fine Adam." I told him with a sigh and a cheeky-smile. And it was true, I was fine...now...
Adam's POV.
Kirsty told me that she was fine, but I knew what she went-through at home, and I wasn't an idiot, she was throwing-up in that bush. I couldn't just pretend as if nothing as happened.
Kirsty waited as I parked my car, retrieved my stuff from the back, the locked the car.
"Adam, you do realise you've just made me a whole 2 Minutes Late? I was Actually on-time today..." She joked with me, and I laughed, as we began to walk-through the car-park together, towards the ED-Doors.
"Oh Sorry about-that..." I trailed-off. "How's Warren?" I asked, knowing that Kirsty would know that I wasn't asking that in a friendly-way, what I really meant was, 'Has Warren beaten you this morning?' But I could hardly ask-her that in the middle of the ED's Car-Park.
"Warren's fine..." She trailed-off innocently as we reached the doors. Did she really think I was THAT stupid.
"Kirssttyyy..." I moaned softly, knowing that, that would get the truth-out of her.
Kirsty sighed, she knew all to well that I wasn't just going to give-up like-that.
"Things aren't so-good..." She told-me quietly, hoping no-else could hear-her.
"Well...Are you okay to work today?" I asked-Kirsty, concerned for her as I pushed the door-open then held-it open for her.
Kirsty began to walk-in, but turned and gave-me a friendly kiss on the cheek before she did. "Stop. Worrying. About-Me..." She told-me calmly, before smiling at me sweetly then shooting-me a cheeky-wink.
It drove-me crazy to think that she was married to an abusive-husband, whilst I was stuck at home all-alone, left with a space on my sofa, waiting to be filled...and a space next to me in my double-bed...cold since Jess had left-it without so much as a single-glance back at our Marital-Home.
Kirsty's POV.
I was paired-up with Adam today. I loved working with Adam. As much as his constant questions and worrying got on my nerves, I couldn't help but love the 'Trueman Charm' as he liked to call-it. And I would never admit this to Adam, but I quite-liked watching-him worry about-me, it was so-nice to have such a lovely-friend...to have someone who loved-me.
"Sooo Nurse Clements." He said happily, and flirtatiously as he caught-up with me.
"Yesss, Doctor-Trueman." I replied in just as-much of a flirty-way.
Adam gently grabbed-my-arm and pulled-me into an empty cubicle. "What really happened this-morning?" He asked-me softly.
I forced a cheeky-smile. "I thought I told-you to stop-worrying about-me." I told-him flirtatiously, but quietly as I tenderly-toyed with the end of his stethoscope with one-hand.
Adam took my hand, the hand that was playing with his stethoscope, also the hand that my wedding-ring was supposed-to be on. Adam didn't notice that it was my ring-hand, but I did almost straight-away.
Panic-formed across my face. "Oh My Gosh. Where Is It?" I asked worriedly, tearing forming in the back of my eyes as I feared-another beating from Warren.
"Where's what Kirsty?" He asked as he took my other-hand.
"I must've lost-it washing-up last-night...I can't believe Warren didn't notice..." I trailed-off. Adam didn't know what an earth she was on-about?
"Kirsty." Adam said firmly, squeezing my hands tightly.
"MY WEDDING-RING ADAM." I shouted, I didn't mean to shout at him. The tears that were once at the back of my eyes, were now coming to the front, one-even managed to roll down my cheek, followed by another, then-another...
"Heyyy..." Adam tried to comfort-me as he gently pulled-me in for a hug. I accepted the hug, purely because the curtain of the cubicle was blocking-them from being seen by the rest-of the guys. It felt so nice to be held by the man that Actually, Truly Loved-Me. He was being so sweet, I had just shouted at him, and yet he was still there, waiting to hug-me. What a sweetheart. Unlike the Monster that awaited-my arrival-home.
I released the hug from Adam then sat on the edge of the bed in the empty-cubicle. I lifted-up my scrubs-top, revealing the bruise that was forming from where Warren had punched-me in the stomach this morning.
Adam watched-on, I could see by the look on his face that if he ever got his hands on Warren, he would kill-him, and I wouldn't stop-him, if I knew that Adam would-win. But Warren was strong, stronger than Adam liked to think he was, he would tear Adam to shreds, and I wasn't going to let him do that to the man that I loved. I shouldn't love Adam, but I do, and there's nothing that Warren can do about-it.
After the shock had gone-through Adam's system, he finally spoke-up. "Kirsty, you can't stay with him." Adam stated.
"I haven't got a choice, I've got Nita to think-about." I told-him emotionally.
"You two are always welcome at mine, you know that Kirst..." Adam tried to re-assure me that I did have a choice, but that would just cause move-havoc than was humanly-possible.
"Mind if I...take a look?" Adam asked sweetly.
"No...No of-course I don't, go-ahead..." I trailed-off with a sweet-smile.
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