And when you're weak, I'll be strong. I'm gonna keep holding on. Now don't you worry, it won't be long darling, and when you feel like hope is gone just run into my arms.

Her hands are shaking as she attempts to dial the familiar number. There's blood dripping from a cut on the side of her forehead as she sits with her back against the cold, brick wall. She's in pain, so much pain that she can't even describe. Her whole body aches and she's tired, so tired.

'Hello?'

'N-Nick.'

'Yeah? Who's this?'

'Carla... I-I know you hate me but please don't hang up.'

'I don't hate you. What do you want?'

'I-I need you.'

'Are you okay? Has something happened?'

'C-Can you pick me up? Please?'

'Where are you?'

'O-Outside that new restaurant in town. The Corinthian, I think it's called.'

'I'll be there in 10 minutes.'

'Thank you.'

She carelessly drops her phone by her side and wraps her arms around her knees bringing them close to her chest as tears stream down her cheeks.

'Carla? Carla? Where are you?' He shouts from the other end of the alley.

'I'm here.' She replies, her voice is barely audible but somehow he hears her. Within seconds he's bending down in front of her, moving some hair out her face as he gently touches her cheek.

'Hey... What happened?' He asks and she sobs at the sight of her ex fiancé.

'I-I was so scared...' She cries.

'I-I said no. He wouldn't listen.' She says and he gasps.

'Oh Carla...' He whispers instantly pulling her into his arms.

'H-He raped me.' She cries burying her head in his shoulder.

'You're safe now... I've got you. I'm here.' He whispers instantly feeling her body relax into him.

'Didn't mean to ruin your night.' She mumbles clinging onto his suit jacket.

'You didn't... I'm glad you called me.' He says kissing the top of her head.

'Here take this.' He adds shrugging his jacket off and wrapping it around her shaking body.

'We need to phone the police.' He says and she shakes her head.

'They didn't believe me before.' She replies quietly.

'Hey... Look at me. They'll believe you.' He says and she once again shakes her head.

'Okay. Let me take you to the hospital. You don't have to report the crime but we need to get you checked out. Get that head checked out.' He says and she nods her head.

'Okay.' She replies quietly.

'I don't think I can get up.' She adds.

'Okay. That's fine.' He says. He picks up her phone and pushes it into his pocket.

'Okay, I'm going to get you up.' He says. He leans down and slowly helps her into a standing position.

'N-Nick... I can't.' She groans.

'Okay... Okay, I've got you. Just let me take all your weight.' He says softly. He wraps his arms around her and slowly begins the walk to his car.

'Thank you for coming.' She whispers, her head falling to rest on his shoulder.

'You don't have to thank me, Carla... I'm always here.' He says.

'I still care about you.' He adds.

'I'm scared.' She admits and he kisses the side of her head.

'You've got nothing to be scared of... You haven't done anything wrong.' He says quietly.