My eyes blinked open and I looked around me. It had been about 2 weeks since we visited Ron's flat and I hadn't been back since, neither had India. I actually enjoyed myself then but I wasn't up for another 'weed trip'. I didn't have the energy for the aftermath...well that and I hated not having a clear mind, it was the worst feeling ever.

"Mornin' love" I smiled and turned in the bed to see Pest watching me. His clothes were thrown on the floor in a small pile along with mine, it didn't take a genius to figure out what we'd been up to. We were in mine and India's bedroom, she had spent the night in Dennis's flat. We hadn't turned into sluts or anything, we actually went out with the boys now. Sure it took about a week to give them a good enough answer, but anything is better than' 'I don't know' being said repeatedly.

"Hi. What time is it?" I asked rubbing my eyes. He shrugged and reached over to grab his phone. It had been placed on the small table in-between mine and India's beds, it was probably the only thing he had on him that we hadn't thrown to the floor.

"10:00" he sighed leaning back. I nodded and sat up in the bed. The blanket rose with me leaving his top half uncovered, lucky for us my parents were in work.

"Where you off?" he asked narrowing his eyes in confusion. I shrugged and quickly put on my underwear before grabbing my dressing gown.

"Breakfast, you want anything?" I asked sitting on the bed and tying the strings. He shook his head.

"Nah babe, I fink I'll sleep for a bit more" he replied rolling onto his stomach with closed eyes. I smiled in amusement and left the bedroom heading for the kitchen.

It was about 4:00 in the afternoon and Pest had gone home a while ago. I'd only been up to his a few times, but that was only because India and Dennis were fucking in the bedroom. I wasn't completely sure where his parents were, and I'd never asked. But his grandma was the nicest woman ever, so polite and kind. And it was weird how he acted around her, sure his slang stayed in place but he seemed a bit more...careful, about what he said around her. Usually he didn't give a crap about what he said to people, but he really cared with her.

There was a loud knocking on the door and I jumped up from the sofa. I pulled open the door and my eyes widened in horror...it was a badly beaten India. Her left eye was beginning to bruise and I could see a few cuts on her arms and cheek. She was balancing on one foot and held onto the security gate that guarded our door "Oh my god" I exclaimed catching her as she fell forwards, I slammed the door shut with one foot and dragged her into the living room. I gently laid her down on the sofa making sure to put a pillow behind her head, she winced and clutched the side of her torn shirt.

"What happened?" I asked shakily, I didn't want to believe it but for some reason the thought of Dennis beating her came to mind first. She slowly opened her good eye while the other stayed closed.

"I..." she paused and closed her eyes. I sighed nervously and ran into the kitchen. I filled up a glass with water before entering the living room again, I had never felt more afraid in my entire life.

"India, come on" I begged lightly nudging her shoulder. Both eyes opened and I smiled in relief "Thank god, here" I said taking her hand and handing her the glass. She struggled slightly and I helped her drink "There you go" I said soothingly while placing the glass onto our coffee table, she sighed in content and leaned back "What happened?" I repeated running my eyes over her cuts and bruises, she shook her head.

"I can't tell. I...I promised" she panted clenching her eyes shut. I sighed and nodded.

"Okay. Did Dennis do this to you?" I asked hesitatingly. She shook her head again.

"No. Not him" she replied resting her hands on her stomach. I ran my fingers through my hair nervously before picking up the house phone, I managed to dial with shaky fingers.

"Hello? Ambulance please" I begged turning to face my now unconscious sister.

They managed to get to the block quicker than I thought, it only took 10 minutes. I buzzed them into the building and it didn't take long for them to reach our flat "Do you know what happened to her miss?" The paramedic asked as the other checked on India, I shook my head.

"No. She came home like that" I replied crossing my arms. He nodded in understanding and walked towards the living room. I glanced out into the hall and saw a few people had opened their doors to inspect, some were even leaning against the walls watching intently.

"Excuse me" I moved out of the way as they carried my sister out on a stretcher.

"Can I come? Please?" I begged. They nodded and I quickly put on my shoes before locking the front door.

We used the lift to get down and I followed them out towards the ambulance "Yo Tex!" I turned to see Jerome and Biggz jogging towards me "What's goin' on?" Biggz asked nodding towards the ambulance.

"Someone jumped India. I don't know who though" I replied shrugging and crossing my arms. They shared a nervous look "What? Do you know who it was?" I asked hopefully. They shook their heads at me.

"Nah, sorry Tex. Look we gotta go but phone us yeah? Let us know how she is?" Jerome asked. I nodded and they walked away while I jumped into the ambulance.