a/n: Almost done with this story. I hope y'all are enjoying this story so
far. I love writing to make me and my fans happy.
STACY'S USA MOMENT:
AND SO MY FELLOW AMERICANS...ASK NOT WHAT YOUR COUNTRY CAN DO FOR YOU...ASK WHAT YOU CAN DO FOR YOUR COUNTRY!
WHAT DOES OUR FLAG STAND FOR?
White signifies Purity and Innocence; Red, Hardiness and Valor; and Blue, Vigilance, Perseverance, and Justice." I SAY THE FLAG STANDS FOR FREEDOM, LOVE, JUSTICE, COMPASSION, AND EQUALITY.
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I ran out the front door and he was following me very closely.
"HELP! SOMEBODY HELP!!!" I cried and screamed
He was getting closer and I was getting tired and I was in more pain than imaginable. He then tackled me down and started punching me. while punching me he would cuss at me. Finally when I was bleeding badly and wasn't able to move, he threw me over his shoulder and carried me back to the cabin. He threw me into the same room. Then I saw him pull out his knife.
"I wasn't going to kill you, but now I am. You are too much trouble." He said as he walked toward me.
He was about to stab me when I mustard up all my energy and tackled him down. We wrestled for the knife and before I knew it. He didn't move and I backed away and saw he was stabbed in the heart. He laid there taking his final breath's before dying. I backed up into the wall and crying as I slide down it. What did I do? I didn't mean to kill him. I cried for a long time. I am so cold, wet, scared, and in pain, but finally after a while I regained myself and walked to the main room. I picked up the phone and dialed 911.
"911 operator, what is your emergency?" She asked
"My name is Stacy Hardy." I cried
"You're the one who was kidnapped" She interrupted.
"Yes, please send some help" I cried.
"Where are you?" She asked
"In a cabin somewhere. Please help me. I'm scared" I cried
"We are tracing the call right now so we can find you so please try to stay calm. Where is the man who kidnapped you?"
"I killed him. He was going to stab me with a knife and so I wrestled him for it and it stabbed him."
" Tell me, are you hurt anywhere?"
" He beat me up pretty bad. I'm so very cold and wet. I'm so tired and weak. Please help me"
"We found out where you are, help is coming. "
Now that I knew I was going to be rescued, I hung up and walked to the back where B.J was. Meanwhile...The police were called out to the cabin. On their way, they called Jeff and Matt.
"Hello, this is Jeff Hardy" Jeff answered the phone.
"this Officer Scott at the police department. We are headed to the cabin where you're sister is located in."
"Oh my God, do you know if she is OK?"
"She is pretty hurt from what we can tell. Um...just head to the hospital. We are getting her right now and we'll bring her there."
" What about her kidnapper?"
"From what we know, he is dead."
"OKay. Can us on our cell phone when you get her so we know she is coming to the hospital."
"OKay. bye"
Jeff hung up and ran to the hotel's cafeteria and saw Matt and Spike talking. He ran up to them.
"Guys, they know where Stacy is at. They are going to get her and bring her to the hospital and we have to meet them there. Let's go!" Jeff said.
They all rushed to the hospital. Meanwhile...The cops arrived at the cabin. They busted down the door and came in. They came to the room that I was in. They ran to me and started helping me. All I did was stare at B.J's body. The man I once loved. The man I once thought would marry me. They put me on a stretcher and took me to the hospital. Officer Scott called Jeff and told them I was on my way. At the hospital, they waited my arrival. I arrived and they immediately took me in and worked on me. Officer Scott went out to talk to Jeff, Matt, and spike.
"How is she? Is she ok?" Matt asked
"From what I have seen. It's not good. The doctor will be out shortly to tell you exactly what is wrong."
"When you got there, was the man dead?" Jeff asked
"Yes, A stab wound through the heart" He said as he walked away.
They all nodded. The doctor came out.
"Hardy party?" The doctor said.
"That's us. How is she?" Jeff asked.
"Let's sit down and I will tell you."
They all sat down.
"We checked Ms. Hardy out. Well, she has multiple wounds on the face, hands, and chest from beatings, it looks as if she were raped multiple times. She also has hypothermia. That's a condition in which body temperature falls drastically as a result of exposure to cold.The condition involves a paradoxical response to sudden cold: the shutting off of blood flow to the body's surface and she is in shock right now. She will have to stay in the hospital for a week and I suggest seeing a therapist. She's been through alot and I am worried about her getting a panic disorder. That is a mental illness in which a person experiences repeated, unexpected panic attacks and persistent anxiety about the possibility that the panic attacks will recur. A panic attack is a period of intense fear, apprehension, or discomfort. In panic disorder, the attacks usually occur without warning. Symptoms include a racing heart, shortness of breath, trembling, choking or smothering sensations, and fears of "going crazy," losing control, or dying from a heart attack. Panic attacks may last from a few seconds to several hours. Most peak within 10 minutes and end within 20 or 30 minutes. " The doctor said.
"When can we see her?" Spike asked.
"When ever you want. Room 205" The doctor said as he walked away.
"This is my fault" Spike said
"How is this your fault?" Jeff asked
"I should have taken them all down and saved her."
"You couldn't have. Listen Spike no way is this your fault" Matt said.
They sat there for a minute and then headed to room 205. When they got there, they stopped and took a few breaths before entering. When they walked in, nothing could prepare them for what they saw. I was covered in heated blankets, tubes everywhere, and bangages all on my hands and face. My face was all black and blue. They walked in and walked to me. Jeff held one hand and Matt held the other. Spike sat on my bed and put his hand on my leg. They laid there for a while until my dad rushed in. Matt and Jeff had called him when this all started.
"How is she?" He asked
"Not good dad" Jeff said
"What did the doctor say?"
" She has multiple wounds on the face, hands, and chest from beatings, it looks as if she were raped multiple times. She also has hypothermia and she is in shock right now. She will have to stay in the hospital for a week."Jeff said
They all sat there in silence. They were all in there own world thinking and praying. Finally, I was starting to wake up. I started by squeezing both Matt and Jeff's hand.
"Stacy just squeezed my hand" Matt and Jeff exclaimed.
"Stacy, sweetheart. Wake up" My dad said.
I slowly opened my eyes. Tears were running down my face.
"Hey Babygurl...You're safe now. You're with us." Jeff said as he wiped the tears from my face.
"I...I...I killed him. I'm a murder." I cried.
"No sweetie. You're not a murder. You had to protect yourself." Spike said.
"I'm a murder. I deserve to die." I cried
"No Stacy. Don't talk like that" Matt said
"It's my fault this happened to me"
"Stacy, this isn't you fault. No way is this your fault." Gil said.
"Then why did this happen to me?"
"Babygurl...B.J was a pycho. It is his fault. He was a sick man who stalked you and unfortuantly got his hands on you, but never agian." Jeff said wiping away my tears.
"Spike" I said in a whisper.
He rushed to my side and held my hand.
"What is it sweetie?"
"I'm cold"
"Okay hold on. I'll change the temp on the heated blanket up a knotch so you can get warm." Spike said as he pressed the button up one.
"Can I talk to Spike alone for a minute?" I asked.
Sure sweetie, we'll be right back" my dad said.
They all walked out but Spike.
"What is it sweeie? What did you wanna talk about?"
STACY'S USA MOMENT:
AND SO MY FELLOW AMERICANS...ASK NOT WHAT YOUR COUNTRY CAN DO FOR YOU...ASK WHAT YOU CAN DO FOR YOUR COUNTRY!
WHAT DOES OUR FLAG STAND FOR?
White signifies Purity and Innocence; Red, Hardiness and Valor; and Blue, Vigilance, Perseverance, and Justice." I SAY THE FLAG STANDS FOR FREEDOM, LOVE, JUSTICE, COMPASSION, AND EQUALITY.
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I ran out the front door and he was following me very closely.
"HELP! SOMEBODY HELP!!!" I cried and screamed
He was getting closer and I was getting tired and I was in more pain than imaginable. He then tackled me down and started punching me. while punching me he would cuss at me. Finally when I was bleeding badly and wasn't able to move, he threw me over his shoulder and carried me back to the cabin. He threw me into the same room. Then I saw him pull out his knife.
"I wasn't going to kill you, but now I am. You are too much trouble." He said as he walked toward me.
He was about to stab me when I mustard up all my energy and tackled him down. We wrestled for the knife and before I knew it. He didn't move and I backed away and saw he was stabbed in the heart. He laid there taking his final breath's before dying. I backed up into the wall and crying as I slide down it. What did I do? I didn't mean to kill him. I cried for a long time. I am so cold, wet, scared, and in pain, but finally after a while I regained myself and walked to the main room. I picked up the phone and dialed 911.
"911 operator, what is your emergency?" She asked
"My name is Stacy Hardy." I cried
"You're the one who was kidnapped" She interrupted.
"Yes, please send some help" I cried.
"Where are you?" She asked
"In a cabin somewhere. Please help me. I'm scared" I cried
"We are tracing the call right now so we can find you so please try to stay calm. Where is the man who kidnapped you?"
"I killed him. He was going to stab me with a knife and so I wrestled him for it and it stabbed him."
" Tell me, are you hurt anywhere?"
" He beat me up pretty bad. I'm so very cold and wet. I'm so tired and weak. Please help me"
"We found out where you are, help is coming. "
Now that I knew I was going to be rescued, I hung up and walked to the back where B.J was. Meanwhile...The police were called out to the cabin. On their way, they called Jeff and Matt.
"Hello, this is Jeff Hardy" Jeff answered the phone.
"this Officer Scott at the police department. We are headed to the cabin where you're sister is located in."
"Oh my God, do you know if she is OK?"
"She is pretty hurt from what we can tell. Um...just head to the hospital. We are getting her right now and we'll bring her there."
" What about her kidnapper?"
"From what we know, he is dead."
"OKay. Can us on our cell phone when you get her so we know she is coming to the hospital."
"OKay. bye"
Jeff hung up and ran to the hotel's cafeteria and saw Matt and Spike talking. He ran up to them.
"Guys, they know where Stacy is at. They are going to get her and bring her to the hospital and we have to meet them there. Let's go!" Jeff said.
They all rushed to the hospital. Meanwhile...The cops arrived at the cabin. They busted down the door and came in. They came to the room that I was in. They ran to me and started helping me. All I did was stare at B.J's body. The man I once loved. The man I once thought would marry me. They put me on a stretcher and took me to the hospital. Officer Scott called Jeff and told them I was on my way. At the hospital, they waited my arrival. I arrived and they immediately took me in and worked on me. Officer Scott went out to talk to Jeff, Matt, and spike.
"How is she? Is she ok?" Matt asked
"From what I have seen. It's not good. The doctor will be out shortly to tell you exactly what is wrong."
"When you got there, was the man dead?" Jeff asked
"Yes, A stab wound through the heart" He said as he walked away.
They all nodded. The doctor came out.
"Hardy party?" The doctor said.
"That's us. How is she?" Jeff asked.
"Let's sit down and I will tell you."
They all sat down.
"We checked Ms. Hardy out. Well, she has multiple wounds on the face, hands, and chest from beatings, it looks as if she were raped multiple times. She also has hypothermia. That's a condition in which body temperature falls drastically as a result of exposure to cold.The condition involves a paradoxical response to sudden cold: the shutting off of blood flow to the body's surface and she is in shock right now. She will have to stay in the hospital for a week and I suggest seeing a therapist. She's been through alot and I am worried about her getting a panic disorder. That is a mental illness in which a person experiences repeated, unexpected panic attacks and persistent anxiety about the possibility that the panic attacks will recur. A panic attack is a period of intense fear, apprehension, or discomfort. In panic disorder, the attacks usually occur without warning. Symptoms include a racing heart, shortness of breath, trembling, choking or smothering sensations, and fears of "going crazy," losing control, or dying from a heart attack. Panic attacks may last from a few seconds to several hours. Most peak within 10 minutes and end within 20 or 30 minutes. " The doctor said.
"When can we see her?" Spike asked.
"When ever you want. Room 205" The doctor said as he walked away.
"This is my fault" Spike said
"How is this your fault?" Jeff asked
"I should have taken them all down and saved her."
"You couldn't have. Listen Spike no way is this your fault" Matt said.
They sat there for a minute and then headed to room 205. When they got there, they stopped and took a few breaths before entering. When they walked in, nothing could prepare them for what they saw. I was covered in heated blankets, tubes everywhere, and bangages all on my hands and face. My face was all black and blue. They walked in and walked to me. Jeff held one hand and Matt held the other. Spike sat on my bed and put his hand on my leg. They laid there for a while until my dad rushed in. Matt and Jeff had called him when this all started.
"How is she?" He asked
"Not good dad" Jeff said
"What did the doctor say?"
" She has multiple wounds on the face, hands, and chest from beatings, it looks as if she were raped multiple times. She also has hypothermia and she is in shock right now. She will have to stay in the hospital for a week."Jeff said
They all sat there in silence. They were all in there own world thinking and praying. Finally, I was starting to wake up. I started by squeezing both Matt and Jeff's hand.
"Stacy just squeezed my hand" Matt and Jeff exclaimed.
"Stacy, sweetheart. Wake up" My dad said.
I slowly opened my eyes. Tears were running down my face.
"Hey Babygurl...You're safe now. You're with us." Jeff said as he wiped the tears from my face.
"I...I...I killed him. I'm a murder." I cried.
"No sweetie. You're not a murder. You had to protect yourself." Spike said.
"I'm a murder. I deserve to die." I cried
"No Stacy. Don't talk like that" Matt said
"It's my fault this happened to me"
"Stacy, this isn't you fault. No way is this your fault." Gil said.
"Then why did this happen to me?"
"Babygurl...B.J was a pycho. It is his fault. He was a sick man who stalked you and unfortuantly got his hands on you, but never agian." Jeff said wiping away my tears.
"Spike" I said in a whisper.
He rushed to my side and held my hand.
"What is it sweetie?"
"I'm cold"
"Okay hold on. I'll change the temp on the heated blanket up a knotch so you can get warm." Spike said as he pressed the button up one.
"Can I talk to Spike alone for a minute?" I asked.
Sure sweetie, we'll be right back" my dad said.
They all walked out but Spike.
"What is it sweeie? What did you wanna talk about?"