"Evan just leave me alone" Chloe snapped over her shoulder as she opened the door with a matter of force.
"Chloe" Evan shouted after her, he followed her. "Wait. Let me explain. I love you"
"I just need space Evan" she turned to the stairs, she ignored his declaration of love.
"I didn't mean to" Evan explained grabbing the blonde's wrist. He was about to continue when she interrupted him.
"What, you just slipped and ended up sleeping with her" she quipped in frustration. She looked down at her wrist, his finger nails were digging into her fair skin, his grip was strong and forceful. "Evan, you're hurting me" she stated, her eyes followed a path upwards, once she met his eyes that was when she saw it. The pure anger. The rage. For the first time in a long time she was afraid of her boyfriend and she didn't dare pull her arm away from him.
"I didn't mean to" Evan spat, not letting go, instead his grip grew stronger.
"Bullshit Evan" Chloe replied, pain evident her voice, with the increase in grip and discomfort, her instincts kicked in and she pulled her arm away from him. She turned and ran down the first set of stairs, he ran after her, as she reached the top of the second set he grabbed ahold of her shoulders and pinned her against the wall.
"Just listen to me" he snarled, they were face to face, him holding her against the concrete wall with both of his hands, Chloe didn't dare speak. She tried to hide the fear she was feeling, she didn't want to give him any motive to hurt her. The only sound that filled the staircase was the sound of their heavy breathing, that was until a door opened.
With Evan distracted, Chloe took the opportunity to get away from him. She pushed past him, he stumbled briefly before attempting to grab ahold of her, his hands met her shoulders and the force of his action sent the petite woman flying over the railing, she screamed as she fell, there was a thud and everything was silent.
Evan watched as her body hit the concrete steps below and rolled down the final steps on that set of stairs. He peered over the banister, Chloe now laid unconscious at the bottom of the step of the stairs. He froze for a moment before remembering the door had opened and someone would probably be coming down the stairs at any time. He ran down the staircase that Chloe had just rolled down, he glanced down for a brief moment as he stepped over her still body and ran out of the fire exit door.
"What the hell was that?" Essie said out loud in a panic, she could have sworn she had heard someone scream. She looked over the railing and gasped at the sight, she saw a female sprawled out at the bottom of the staircase below. Without hesitating she ran back through the door she had just come from and shouted for help before running down the steps. It wasn't until she reached the injured woman that she realised that the injured woman was no one over than Chloe Godard.
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On Keller
"Dominic stop this" Ange told him. "Carole is as much your mother as-"
"As who? You?" He turned around so he was facing her. "You know what Ange, just leave it" he turned to walk away from her.
"Dominic please" She pleaded. She went to continue but what interrupted by the door flying open.
"I need some help, someone's fallen down the stairs" Essie shouted through the door before running out again.
Dom looked at Ange with a confused and concerned expression before they both ran after the nurse, Sasha and Fletch who were with another patient followed them, they quickly caught up to Dom and Ange as they ran down to investigate and help out.
"Chloe. Chloe can you hear me?" Essie shook the young woman's shoulder.
Ange heard the name, and panic overcame her. She pushed past the others and ran down the steps with a higher sense of urgency. Her daughter could be hurt and she needed to be there. Dom followed close behind her. The others followed closely behind.
Chloe groaned, slowly regaining consciousness, she was confused and in pain.
"Sweetheart, it's Essie. Can you open your eyes?"
She groaned again and forced her eyes open, her hand felt the back of her head. It was wet.
"It's ok. I've got you. Helps coming. Try not to move sweetheart. Where does it hurt Chloe?" Essie comforted. She began assessing her injuries as the others flew down the stairs, led by Ange and Dom.
"Everywhere" She slurred. "God it hurts"
"Chloe. God that's my Chloe" Ange exclaimed, full of panic. She went to run forward but someone stopped her by wrapping their arm around her waist. "Get off me". Ange continued to struggle against the hold the person had on her as Dom and Sasha went towards Essie, and began to administer first aid.
As he knelt next to Chloe, Dominic took in the sight before him and froze, it was like all of his medical knowledge had suddenly disappeared. Despite his ongoing arguments with Ange, and the recent news of his adoption, he cared deeply about her. After all, she was technically his sister.
"Dom" Sasha said. "Dom"
His attention was drawn to the sound of Sacha's voice. "Go to the ED. Get some help, and an spinal board and collar"
"But" Dom objected.
"Now Dom" The older doctor's tone became stern and directive. Dom ran off towards the ED.
"Will you please get off me." Ange shouted again, she looked up to see the person that was holding her. It was Fletch.
"Ange, you need to give them some space" he told her not letting go.
"No, Fletch just let go of me. Let me help her" Ange objected.
"They need space Ange" he repeated. Instead of letting go, he drew her into a hug. She fought against him but his hold was too tight, she finally stopped fighting, her hands gripped hold of his shirt as she watched in horror as more people huddled around her injured daughter, quickly secured her onto a spinal board before transferring her onto a trolley and rushing towards the ED.
A/N: So I have completely made Evan out to be a horrible person but he gives me major Isaac vibes, if I am wrong and he turns out to be ok (which I highly doubt) then I'll apologise (as much as I can to a fictional character).
The next chapter will be uploaded this Sunday, it is written but just needs some tweaking. Nat x