1 Breaking point- part three
Bailey paced the while tiled floor of the waiting room, his footsteps echoed loudly in the near empty space.
The clock's incessant ticking was driving him wild as the minutes flowed past and still he had no information on John's condition.
Finding the bolt cutters had taken awhile, and by the time an agent had arrived to free John he had recovered his equanimity and was sitting peacefully, if not quietly on the floor beside Bailey with his legs tucked underneath him.
Bailey had helped the now serene agent up and had assisted him down the stairs. John now moved as if in a daze, hardly paying attention to his surroundings at all. Bailey realised he was going into shock.
The calmness was interrupted though when John realised where the older man was angling him.
"I don't need to go to the hospital Bailey!" he said vehemently "I'm fine, just scratches" he continued, holding up his bloodied wrists.
"John, you know that's not true" Bailey said softly, trying not to upset him. "Just get into the ambulance"
John shook his head fiercely.
"Well then we'll go in my car, either way you're going to the hospital John" he replied
John seemed to weigh up his options and nodded. Taking a last look at the house he silently slipped into the car.
When they had arrived at the hospital John had been taken to an examination room and Bailey had been directed to the waiting room which he had remained in for the last fifteen minutes.
Finally a doctor emerged from the door to Bailey's right
"Uh, Mr Malone" the man started, consulting his clip board. "I'm afraid their isn't an easy way to say this but Mr Grant was raped"
Bailey felt as if a knife had been stabbed into his gut, to have his suspicions confirmed
"Y..your sure?" he asked
"Yes, I'm afraid so. Does Mr. Grant have any family?"
Bailey shook his head
"Well then there are some things you will need to know….."
Well there is the next chapter. I wasn't actually going to write one but I decided that there really should probably be a follow up on that.
Bailey paced the while tiled floor of the waiting room, his footsteps echoed loudly in the near empty space.
The clock's incessant ticking was driving him wild as the minutes flowed past and still he had no information on John's condition.
Finding the bolt cutters had taken awhile, and by the time an agent had arrived to free John he had recovered his equanimity and was sitting peacefully, if not quietly on the floor beside Bailey with his legs tucked underneath him.
Bailey had helped the now serene agent up and had assisted him down the stairs. John now moved as if in a daze, hardly paying attention to his surroundings at all. Bailey realised he was going into shock.
The calmness was interrupted though when John realised where the older man was angling him.
"I don't need to go to the hospital Bailey!" he said vehemently "I'm fine, just scratches" he continued, holding up his bloodied wrists.
"John, you know that's not true" Bailey said softly, trying not to upset him. "Just get into the ambulance"
John shook his head fiercely.
"Well then we'll go in my car, either way you're going to the hospital John" he replied
John seemed to weigh up his options and nodded. Taking a last look at the house he silently slipped into the car.
When they had arrived at the hospital John had been taken to an examination room and Bailey had been directed to the waiting room which he had remained in for the last fifteen minutes.
Finally a doctor emerged from the door to Bailey's right
"Uh, Mr Malone" the man started, consulting his clip board. "I'm afraid their isn't an easy way to say this but Mr Grant was raped"
Bailey felt as if a knife had been stabbed into his gut, to have his suspicions confirmed
"Y..your sure?" he asked
"Yes, I'm afraid so. Does Mr. Grant have any family?"
Bailey shook his head
"Well then there are some things you will need to know….."
Well there is the next chapter. I wasn't actually going to write one but I decided that there really should probably be a follow up on that.