Notes; I know, very quick update! Good isn't it? Just had enough discipline to put the finish the next chapter off and since you had to wait so long on the previous one I thought you'd deserve a quicky update hehe. Anyway a little warning; mentions of rape. I didn't like write them raping her but she'll get flashbacks. Don't say I haven't warned you! Hope you like this chappie.
Disclaimer; You know the drill.!
Chapter 05 – 'Crawling in the dark.'
Paige gasped when they finally let go of her. Her knees were shaking so badly that she collapsed onto the hard street and she whimpered. Everything hurt. Somewhere far away she could hear the guys laughing. They were laughing because she had pain and was laying on the ground like that. How mean. She could taste a mixture of blood and sand and she closed her eyes. Why had this happened to her? ''Useless piece of crap.'' One of the guys spat.
Paige bit her bottom lip hard when she felt a foot kick her stomach one last time. She cringed and made herself as small as possible, feeling the rain that had started upon her skin. Then the voices died away. Everything went silent just like that and she was still refusing to cry. They weren't worth her tears. Not one of them was. She shivered and wrapped her arms around herself. Please stop. I wanna go home. She tried to shout for help, but when she opened her mouth no sound came out. No matter how hard she tried, it was as though someone still had his hand over her mouth, preventing her from screaming. Calling for help.
Paige sat up slowly and only then discovered that her top was gone. She pulled a confused face and flinched when the cut in her lip burst open again. She couldn't remember them taking her top off. She couldn't remember anything and it had only happened several minutes ago, though it felt like hours to her. All she could remember was them swapping roles. Each and every one of them. Moving themselves into her..again..and again.
No matter how many times she told them to stop and everytime she struggled she'd get kicked or hit in her face. She let out a strangled sob and got to her feet, trembling and shaking. She took a small step. That went well, she managed to remain standing, but after the second step she felt dizzy and she fell back down, her face hitting the pavement painfully hard.
The last thing she saw was a pair of feet walking towards her before everything went black.
---
Ring ring ring. The phone in Mr. Matthews' study started to ring loudly. He looked up from his work with a heavy sigh and answered the phone patiently. ''Frank Matthews speaking.''
''Mr. Matthews? This is Ray Owen, I'm a nurse at San Francisco Memorial.'' A deep male voice replied.
Mr. Matthews took his glasses off and feared the worst. ''Paige..'' he said quietly.
''Mr. Matthews? I'm afraid I have some bad news about your daughter.''
He closed his eyes and drew in a deep breath. ''What happened? Is she okay?'' he asked in a worried voice, shuddering out his breath.
''She was found alone in an alley half an hour ago. A witness said that he had heard her scream. She was misused by a group of guys.''
The words of the male nurse echoed in Mr. Matthews' head. She was misused. A group of guys had hurt his little girl. ''I'll be there as soon as I can.'' He replied shortly and then hung up. He got to his feet when his wife walked into the room. ''Frank? Where are you going? I heard you on the phone.'' He looked at her and the look on her face instantly became worried when she saw the look in his eyes. ''Frank..''
''Mer, Paige is in the hospital. Some guys..-'' he was unable to finish his sentence when he saw his wife's hand fly to her mouth. ''Oh my God.'' She exclaimed. He knew how heavy she would take this subject. This had happened to herself when she was a teenager. Her step-father had misused her. ''Honey..''
---
Paige started to stir slowly. She moved slightly and opened her eyes. Bright lights bore into them and she wanted to slap at her eyes but then found that she could barely move her arms so in stead she closed them again. She twitched her fingers slightly and felt a warm, familiar hand wrap around smaller one.
She opened her mouth to speak, but found that she couldn't. ''It's okay Paige. You don't have to speak.'' Her dad's comforting voice told her. She gave a small smile, without opening her eyes and let out a sigh. ''Mom.'' She whispered. Her dad stroked the top of her pale hand with his thumb softly, ''She's getting some coffee, she'll be right back Sweetie.''
Paige licked her dry lips and opened her eyes only to look straight into her step-father's deep blue ones. They were filled with hurt and disappointment and they were red rimmed. From crying? He never cried, at least not that she knew off. ''Dad. I'm okay.'' She assured him quietly and she gave his hand a gentle squeeze. He gave her a weak smile in return and got to his feet, ''Have you seen who is laying next to you?'' he moved a strand of her dark hair out of her face when Paige turned her head to the side.
Next to her, in the other hospital bed in the room, was Glen. Several bruises covered his face and his arm seemed to be broken. Other than a few more cuts he didn't look to bad at all, considering that he had just been in a car accident. ''Glen..'' Paige smiled slightly, knowing of his presence in the room made her feel a little better. He was asleep, though.
''Has he woken up yet?'' she whispered and focused her gaze upon her father again, who nodded slowly. ''But your mom and I thought that you should tell him what happened. He was worried about you nonetheless.'' Paige bit her lower lip gently and closed her eyes, she didn't want to tell Glen what had happened. He was her boyfriend she didn't think she even could tell him. "Are you tired?'' her dad's voice ran through her. She chose to pretend that she had fallen asleep and stayed quiet, also when she heard a second pair of feet walking into the room.
''She was awake just a few minutes ago.'' She heard her father say to someone. A doctor?
A stiffled sob made her realize that it was her mother. ''How is she feeling? Does she remember anything?'' Frank placed his hand upon his wife's shoulder and led her out of the room gently. ''Lets go talk outside so she won't wake up.'' Her whispered and when Paige re-opened her eyes when she heard the door close. Poor mom. She thought to herself and sighed deeply.
''Paige?''
A soft male voice made Paige jump slightly before she realised that it was Glen. She looked over at him and gave him an obvious fake smile. ''Hey. You're awake.'' She said as happy as she could. Glen moved slightly and sat up in his bed. ''What happened to you baby? Why are you here?'' he asked her worriedly. Paige shook her head slightly and looked away. ''Glen. It doesn't matter. I don't want to talk about it.'' She fiddled with the yellow blanket nervously and let her eyes focus upon the ceiling so she didn't have to face Glen. ''Paige please. We tell each other everything right? Your dad said that you wanted to come and visit me here on your own and..Oh my God Paige. Did they rape you?'' Those words hit Paige as though she was being stabbed in her heart. Did they rape you. Yes they did, but something like that would only happen in movies or Tv shows. Or you'd read it in the paper. Something like that didn't happen to her, Paige. It wasn't real.
Glen kept looking at Paige when she didn't answer and he swallowed hard when he saw that the tears were starting to make their way down her curved cheeks slowly. ''Sweetie. I'm so sorry.'' He could feel the tears burning in his own eyes as well and he wanted to get up and hug her, kiss her tears away. If only he hadn't been attached to that damn monitor.
''It was horrible Glen and it hurt so much. I told them to stop, but they didn't. I – just.. I stopped struggling because they'd hit me everytime I would and..''
Glen shook his hand and held out his hand towards her, wanting her to grab it so he could hold her, comfort her. Paige looked over at him, blinded by her own tears and she placed a trembling hand into his, letting him hold it gently. ''It's okay. It's not your fault.'' He told her reassuringly, struggling to fight his own tears back. ''But it is Glen! Don't you see that. If I had just took a different way to the hospital or if I had just kept walking this wouldn't have happened. Or maybe I shouldn't have gone on my own.. I should've.-'' ''Paige!'' Glen cut her off. ''You cannot blame yourself for this okay? You just can't, I don't want you to. You didn't know this would happen so please..'' he drew in a shuddered breath and made eye-contact with her. She looked so fragile right there. Like a porcelain doll that had fallen and shattered to pieces. It would take a lot of patience to heal her again.
She gave him a fearful look, but remained silent. He looked angry, upset and she had to admit that she was a little afraid of him when he was angry. The look she gave him broke Glen's heart. She wouldn't be the same again. She'd probably always be scared of being alone in the dark. She wouldn't be as happy and spontanious anymore, especially around guys. Glen closed his eyes momentarily and opened them again when he felt her cold hand leave his. ''Tired.'' She mouthed and Glen nodded, letting her know that he understood her. She shifted onto her side, her back turned towards him and Glen let out a sigh, though he made sure that she wouldn't hear it. The pain in his body was nothing compared to the pain that he felt in his heart.
She wouldn't be Paige anymore.
TBC…
Notes; Soo, what do you think? Sad, not sad? Too detailed on the rape part? Or not? Any ideas for the next chapters? tell me in a review!