Ken watched in confused horror as the scene played out before him. The man he assumed to be Cammy's father looked as if he was going completely insane. Wait! Ken thought to himself. Cammy's father? How did he get here? He was so confused. Not just by that, things were just happening too quickly. It was only less than an hour ago that him and Cammy had been together, and shared a kiss. Finally there was no longer a wall between them. She had confided in him. And know in knowing and understanding her, Ken's feelings were confirmed. He did love her. This was so new to him, love, not just a cute girl or a fun girl, love. Cammy turned to Guile, her face streaked with the tears that had become so familiar to her.
"Something's wrong Guile, you have to help him. Please."
Guile nodded as he stepped into the room and spoke.
"Alright…Charlie, it's me Guile, William Guile. Do you remember me?"
Ken stood in silence as he watched Cammy's father stand with much more self control than he should have after what he saw just moments ago. He began moving toward Guile. Cammy spoke now, with much hope in her voice.
"Are you alright now?"
Her father stopped walking yet didn't speak. She spoke again this time with a hint of fear.
"Dad, can you hear me?"
Ken's was beginning to get a bad feeling in the pit of his stomach. Something about the way this man was acting, wild one moment and perfectly in control the next just didn't seem right. Cammy's father's head began to shake again until Guile said,
"Come on Charlie, let's go."
Then his head rose swiftly and his eyes stared at Guile with the most severe mix of abhorrence and pleasure Ken had ever seen. He spoke.
"You!"
Cammy's father now began moving towards Guile again. He stopped where Cammy still stood and a spasm of horror shot through Ken's body. Cammy's own father reached out his muscular arm and picked Cammy up by her neck. Ken called out to her at the same time as Guile did.
"CAMMY!"
Before Ken could push past Guile to help her, he saw Cammy's helpless body fly through the air and crash into the bedside table with such a force, it shattered. Ken continued on towards her as Cammy's father continued towards Guile as if what had just happened was nothing. Cammy lay in the shards of broken wood from the nightstand.
"Cammy? It's me, Ken. Are you alright?"
Her eyes remained closed as he spoke. Ken did a quick look over of her body, nothing was bent the wrong way, that he could see, but her neck already had dark bruises appearing on it. Ken then placed his hear to her mouth, she was still breathing. He stroked her face tenderly and scooped her small form into his lap.
"That man can't be the father you told me about. I won't let him hurt you ever again. I swear."
Ken heard the fight between Guile and Cammy's father begin. Just then Cammy began to wake up. She moaned in pain, and tried to speak.
"Don't try and talk Cammy"
She spoke anyway. Stubborn.
"My throat isn't hurting too bad, but my side…"
Cammy stopped speaking and winced in pain. Ken looked down. He didn't notice before. There was a small red stain beginning to appear on Cammy's shirt. Cammy whimpered when he lifted her shirt up top investigate her injury. Ken's eyes grew wide. A piece of wood had been impaled into Cammy's side.
"Oh shit Cammy."
Ken tried to think what he could do. He heard the fighting getting more intense, things were breaking and he heard the distinct sound of punches and kicks making contact with their target.
"Ken. Is it bad?"
Concentrating on Cammy once more, Ken removed his shirt as he spoke.
"Kinda, I'm going to have to put pressure on it to stop the bleeding. It's going to hurt pretty bad when I do, so get ready. I know you're strong enough to handle this."
Cammy looked up at him. Her eyes were blazing green. She grabbed his left hand and squeezed it.
"…Okay, I'm ready."
"Take a deep breath in and let it out slowly when I first press down. Then your going to have to try very hard to keep breathing no matter how much it hurts. Ready? 1, 2…3."
Cammy breathed in and let it out slowly as she was told. Ken could tell she was struggling not to cry out, but a few small whimpers escaped her lips. Then she closed her eyes tight and breathed as normally as could be expected.
"Good Cammy. You're doing good. Just keep breathing like that."
He placed a soft kiss on her forehead. She spoke to him.
"You taking off your shirt to help he seems to have become a pattern between us."
The two shared a smile in spite of tragedy. Just then Ken heard Guile cry out. As soon as Cammy recognized his voice she tried to sit up.
"Guile? What's happening? Is he fighting my father?"
"Yes Cammy, but you need to---"
"Is he hurt?"
"I don't—"
"Ken! You have to help him. I'll be okay. Please. I can't lose my father and Guile at the same time."
Ken looked into her eyes. They were so beautiful, he loved everything about them, except the pain they held.
"Okay, hold this just as tight as I am."
Cammy did as told while Ken rose, tying his loose hair back.
Sorry it's been so long since I have updated…I had a little writer's block for a while there. But thankfully it's over. I hope you enjoyed it. Your comments are always appreciated. =)