Chapter 2 Safe Now
A harsh knocking sounded at the door of Keely's apartment.
"Keels?" Phil called, and was a little surprised when the door creaked slightly open. It's not like Keely to leave the door to her apartment unlocked even when she's home.
Slowly, he pushed the rest of the creaky door open, taking a quick scan of Keely's tidy apartment. "Keels, I was wondering if you wanted to -…" He froze.
"OH MY GOD! Keely!" Without a moment's hesitation, Phil was at the young woman's side as he saw her on the bed, quickly taking in the scene that presented itself before him before deciding what to do.
She was lying on her bed unconscious; her face, arms and body seemed to be covered in bruises – the discoloration of the purple and black blotches seemed to mar the creamy white of her delicate skin. Her nightgown was tattered at its edges and…
"Oh my God…"
Her underwear, now torn to shreds, lay haphazardly on the floor beside the bed. It was obvious she had somehow been raped.
But by who?
Upon looking at her bruised body some more he discovered she had a deep gash along her right arm. Evidently, her assailant had also used a knife to subdue her struggles against him. Phil was horrified. What the…? He slowly turned Keely's arm over palm-side up, so he could inspect the gash a little more closely. It was then he noticed something crumpled up in the palm of her hand. It was a note.
Phil gently removed the note from the girl's limp grasp and read:
This is just the beginning, Phil Diffy. There will be more to come…
An exasperated Phil took a moment to breathe and ran his hands through his hair. Great. Now he had two problems – his girlfriend, who was teetering on the very edge of life, and a crazed stalker who would much rather finish the heinous act he had started once and for all.
Thinking quickly, he whipped out his cell phone and called for an ambulance. There was no way he could take care of her alone. Not in the condition she was in. She was too banged up and fragile; he also reasoned it wouldn't be fair on Keely either. She needed the proper medical attention to help her heal as fast as humanly possible.
Sitting on the edge of her bed, he leaned over and shook her gently.
"Keely," he urged gently. "Keels, wake up. Please wake up."
Just then the young woman began to stir underneath the gentle caress of his warm hands. Her eyes fluttered as a blurry looking Phil swam into her unfocused vision.
"Phil?" she asked, so softly he barely heard her.
"Keels, hey," he whispered. "Everything's gonna be okay now. I just called for an ambulance for you."
"I was so scared, Phil. I didn't know what to do. It all happened so fast…" Keely's soft voice was barely audible, but Phil breathed in every word. What kind of bastard would do this to such a sweet, innocent girl?
"Shhh, you're gonna be okay," he soothed as he carefully gathered her bruised, fragile form into his arms and held her, wiping her wet tears away with a few gentle kisses. "You're safe now." I'm going to make that asshole pay if it's the last thing I do!
The next half an hour seemed like a total blur to both of them. The ambulance came and the paramedics were able to get Keely onto a stretcher; however, it definitely was not the easiest task at hand that cold night.
She was frantic. Horrified. Beyond afraid. "NO! Don't touch me! Please stop! NO! NO! NO! Stop!" Her sobs wracked her fragile form with every trying breath she took, fighting against the paramedics every step of the way.
"Miss, you need to calm down. You've just been through a very traumatic experience. But you're okay now. And you're safe now. We're taking you to the hospital." Keely barely heard the paramedic's voice as she was in a world of her own, a haze of emptiness.
"Phil! PHIL!" she cried out desperately. Somewhere off in the distance and through her own self-induced haze, she heard that familiar voice. "Shhh, Keels, I'm right here." She felt a familiar hand brush against her face as a sudden sharp pain coursed through her left arm. That subsided quickly and was replaced by a deep feeling unlike any other she had ever felt before. A warm tingling sensation instantly engulfed her body enveloping her in its warmth and pleasantness. She readily welcomed this feeling as readily as it welcomed her, giving into a feeling…a certain indescribable feeling.
"Phil," she said drowsily. "I – I love…" The last word trailed off as she gently plummeted into a deep sleep. The drugs had taken effect quicker than Phil had ever thought they would have.
The young boy brushed a gentle kiss on her forehead and sighed. "I love you, too, Keels," he said, his eyes beginning to show the very first sign of tears. "I love you, too."
At long last…finally safe…safe right here…safe now.
Author's Note: And that concludes Chapter 2, ladies and gentleman! Hope y'all are enjoying this so far. Don't forget to leave me a review! Or if you REALLY love me, you can leave me a cherry, too! Hehe…Oh, and if anyone has any ideas on what they'd like to see in the coming chapters let me know and I'll see what I could do. I still don't know where this story is going yet so I'm more than open for anything at this point! Thanks so much!