And I'm growing strong
To confront my fears

"Keely?" Phil walked into the cubicle that Keely had been put in. "Are you okay?"

Keely nodded. "Well, apart from the obvious."

"You can't let him get away with this," Phil said, sitting on the end of the bed. "He knocked you unconscious."

Keely's face became contorted with pain. "But he said he'll kill me."

"He won't. I'll protect you," Phil took her hand.

Keely took a deep breath, and nodded, as a man rushed into the cubicle. Seeing Phil and Keely's hands entwined, his face went red.

Keely gasped, and pulled her hand out of Phil's. "Dean…"

"What were your hands doing together?" Dean growled.

Phil got up, and extended his hand. He hated this man with all of his heart, but punching him wouldn't solve anything. "You must be Dean."

"Yeah. And you are?" Dean asked, not taking Phil's hand.

Phil put his hand back in his pocket. "I'm Keely's best friend from high school. Phil. Phil Diffy."

"Well Phil Diffy, you can leave now. Keely's fiance is going to look after her now," Dean said. But Phil noticed the flash of malice in his eyes as he swivelled his gaze to look at Keely. He obviously was going to make her pay for being in the hospital.

"Well actually, I thought I could stay. And catch up with Keely. If that's okay with her," Phil looked expectantly at Keely.

Keely nodded. "Yeah. That would be good."

"No. It wouldn't be good," Dean said, and gritted his teeth.

Phil shrugged. "Well, there's no point in you staying. I mean, the police will be here in a minute."

"The…the police?" Dean said, not stuttering because he was afraid, but more the fact that he was so angry.

Phil nodded. He couldn't believe how cool he was acting. "Yeah. They want to find out how Keely became unconscious on the floor. I'd say you were the main suspect really."

Dean turned and glared at Keely. "You told them!" He ran over to her, and began to shake her.

Phil ran, and pulled him off her. "If you have a problem, I'd advise you take it out on someone your own size. Keely doesn't deserve this. She's not useless. You're just making her feel useless, because you want someone to be worse than you. Well, here's a newsflash. There is nobody worse than you. You're a useless piece of dirt. So I'd advise you get out. Before Keely starts fighting back."

Dean scoffed. "Keely's too weak to fight back."

Phil stepped back. It was Keely's turn to fight.

"Look. You've made me feel worse than anything. The first few years were great. And then you turned into a monster. So you can just go. And stay out, because I don't want to see you, or your stupid friends ever again. And if I do, well then, you'll be totally sorry. Because I'm not afraid," Keely yelled.

Dean laughed. It was the sort of laugh that gave you chills. Then he slapped Keely, square on the face. "They'll never accuse me of hurting you. You would never say that to a court. You're too afraid."

"She won't need to say it to a court," Phil said, and when both Dean and Keely looked round, they saw two policemen standing either side of him. "Providing that they saw you hit her just then, of course."

"Sir, you'll have to come with us," the first policeman said, and took his handcuffs out. Fastening them firmly round Dean's wrists, he smiled at Keely. "I hope this load doesn't ruin your life, miss."

Keely looked at Phil, and smiled. "Somehow, I don't think he will."

"I'm innocent! I don't hit my girlfriend! I don't hit her!" Dean cried, as the police officers took him out into the hallway between the cubicles. Patients and nurses were watching from their curtains by now, and Keely had got up and was standing next to Phil.

"Sir. If you don't hit her then how does she have all of these bruises?" The police officer asked.

Dean tried to make up an excuse, even though he had just been watched hurting her. "She's clumsy. She falls over all the time! Tell them Keely!"

Keely just shook her head. "I'm not afraid of you anymore. You can't manipulate me into saying what you want me to say. And I hope you get a really long sentence."

"You!" Dean said, spitting Phil. "This is all your fault. And I'll be back to get you. I'll be back!"

Then the man was led out of the hospital, and Keely looked out the window to see him get pushed into a police car, and be driven away. Then she broke down in tears, and cried into Phil's shoulder as he hugged her. "It's okay Keels. I promise you. From now on, everything will be okay."

Okay, two more chapters. I changed the scene that Phil saw in the Giggle, like a tiny bit. Not much though.

And no more depressing-ness. For definite now.

Three updates in one day! And maybe even another. I have no life at all…oh well, make up for me having no life, by reviewing!