After the confrontation with Ty this evening, Lindsay ran home and went straight to bed. The images of Ty smacking her ran in her mind and the use of his threats haunted her. She knew that he meant business and the fact was everything that Ty wanted in life, he got. She knew that she had to keep quiet about this and that nobody can find out what happened to her.
Danny would sense immediately that something would be wrong with her. They have worked together for so long, they knew each other well. He would pick up that she would be upset and she knew that she would have to avoid him at all cost tomorrow.
A lone tear streamed down her cheek and when she thought about it more, she cried some more. The tears that she wept brought on her sleep that night.
Danny was early this morning. He usually got at work at 8:00 am but he couldn't sleep. Thoughts of Lindsay kept him tossing and turning the night before. He knew that Ty was cheating on her and he had been trying to find away to break the news to her. He didn't want to ruin the friendship that they had but he also knew that she didn't deserve to be mistreated by some jerk. That wasn't right.
9:00 came and went and Lindsay wasn't there yet. This was beginning to bother him. He was getting very worried about her even thought she was only an hour late. For all he knew, she could have been caught up in traffic on the way there; after all, this was New York.
He reached in his pocked and retrieved his cell phone. Dialing her number, he anticipated her picking up the line. But all he got was her voice mail.
He was going to try her number again when she came in the break room. She seemed very flustered and frazzled. He knew something was up. For one ,she was always on time to work. Matter of fact, she always beat him to work. Second of all, she is always calm when she comes in and this morning was very different.
"Hey" Lindsay said, breathlessly.
Danny's face was sketched in worry. He kept looking over at her for visible bumps and scrapes. However, he noticed that she had her hair up and it looked like it was thin in certain areas. Like someone had ripped hair out. He also noticed that when she took off her winter gloves, the looked burned. They were covered with blisters.
Even though he knew the question, he asked anyway.
"What's wrong?"
"Danny, nothing is wrong. Can you please just drop the subject please?"
"Lindsay, I care a lot about you. Please open up to me here. Did he hurt you? Did he?"
"Danny, I can't talk about it okay. Let's get to work alright?"
She ran out of the room and went down the hall to the locker room.
Please, Lindsay, just open up to me.
Please?