A/N: If you are sensitive to reading violence, then I suggest that you don't read this chapter or the next. Reviews are very much appreciated. :)

Georgie walked to into Dillon's room. Her and Dillon's room. She wanted to see if he was up yet. It was almost twelve in the afternoon. They had been up late last night doing what couples do best.

Dillon was still sleeping. He was sprawled across the whole bed with the blanket wrapped around him. Georgie smiled to herself. She loved watching him sleep. He always had the most adorable look on his face. She went over to the bed and sat down next to him and ran her hand through his hair. She leaned down and whispered his name into his ear. Dillon shifted a little in his sleep but didn't wake up. Georgie moved towards his lips and kissed him deeply. She realized he woke up because he started kissing back. She started to pull away but felt his hand in her hair pulling her down towards him. She smiled in between the kisses.

She finally pulled away from him and Dillon's eyes opened. "Good morning," she said happily. "Or should I say good afternoon?" She said smiling.

"Funny. You kept me up all night," Dillon said.

"I kept you up all night? How about the other way around mister? You were the one that couldn't stop," Georgie said laughing.

Dillon smiled and finally sat up in bed. He pulled her towards him and kissed her softly and tenderly. He didn't want to stop. Sometimes he wished that they could just be stuck in the moment forever.

Georgie pulled away slowly. "You want lunch?" She asked brushing her lips against.

"Lunch? I haven't even had breakfast yet…" Dillon said kissing her again. He slowly pushed Georgie down on the bed and lied down on top of her. He started kissing her neck. Georgie ran her hands around Dillon's bare back. Dillon kissed her mouth again slipping his tongue in. He reached under her tank top and slowly pulled it up off of her. He ran his hands down her sides taking in her soft skin. "I love you," he whispered into her ear.

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Georgie and Dillon entered Ricardo's Café. Georgie had wanted to go there for old time's sake…and she wanted a latte. Dillon agreed to take her after there class.

They sat down at a table by a window after getting their drinks. Georgie sipped hers slowly.

"Mmm. This is the stuff," she giggled. Dillon smiled. He reached over and placed his hand over hers.

"Georgie, I want to tell you something," he said.

"Is everything okay?" She asked worried.

"Yeah, yeah everything is fine."

"What is it then…?" She asked.

"I keep telling you that I love you. No doubt about that, I mean I love you," he started. "But I just-I want you to know that I don't expect it in return," he said. Georgie looked down at the table. "You just went through something horrible and as hard as it is to say this, I know you loved him. To be with me so suddenly must be overwhelming. Look, the whole point of me saying this is that I don't expect you to all of sudden just love me back. I'm not asking for it and if you never do, that's fine with me too," he said laughing slightly.

"Dillon, I really care about you. I know that in time, my feelings for you will be the same as yours. I feel it increasing every day. I am so thankful to have found you," she said to him. "Thank you," she said giving him a smile.

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Georgie walked in the dormitories carrying a box. Dillon dropped her off there and went to class. He wasn't willing to let her go by herself but she convinced him otherwise. She wanted to get the rest of her things.

She prayed silently that Ryan wasn't there. She didn't want to deal with him again. She reached her room and pulled out her key from her purse. She opened the door slowly and there he was.

He was standing by the window looking out. "I saw you coming," he said without turning around. "What do you want?"

Georgie closed the door behind her. "I just came to get the rest of my things," she said. She placed the box on the desk and started putting things in it.

"Where are you staying?" He asked her.

"That's none of your business," Georgie replied. She went over to the shelf and grabbed her books and put them in the box.

"I just want to know that you're okay," Ryan said. He finally turned around to face her. Georgie looked at him and saw the concern in his eyes.

"You look like hell," she said bluntly.

"I haven't been getting much sleep. And any sleep that I do get is because I'm passed out."

Georgie nodded. "Ryan you need to stop drinking. It's not good for you."

"I know what's good for me and what's not. You still haven't answered my question."

"I'm staying at a friend's apartment. She's being kind enough to let me stay there for a little while until I figure something else out. I told Mac and he wants me to come back home but PCU is far and my friend's place is closer so he agreed," Georgie said rambling. It wasn't all a lie. Mac knew about her and Dillon and he agreed to let her stay there.

Ryan nodded not saying anything.

"Ryan, I'm worried about you," Georgie started. "You need to get help. And I'm not just talking about the drinking…"

"What are you talking about then Georgie?"

"You know what I'm talking about. Ryan, our relationship was not healthy…for both of us. We both went through a lot and now it's best that we're separated. But if you're going to be with someone else, then you need to get help. Some kind of therapy."

"You think I have a problem?" Ryan asked.

"Somewhat, yes," Georgie said. She was starting to get scared. She knew that look on his face meant something bad was about to happen. All she knew was that she needed to get of there now.

"If you say so Georgie," Ryan said moving closer to her. Georgie grabbed the box and started moving away from him.

"I need to go," she said her voice quivering. She backed up against the door.

Ryan moved towards her. He took the box from her hands and threw it against the floor making a loud crash. "You think I need help?" He asked. He grabbed her by the shoulders and moved her away from the door. He asked her again, "You think I need help?" He slapped her hard on her cheek making her fall on the bed. "I know what I need and what I don't!" He yelled. "You have no right to tell me what I have to do with myself. Especially after you broke up with me," he said hitting her again.

Tears started to pour out of Georgie's eyes. She had never been this scared and vulnerable in her life. There were many times that Ryan had beaten her but for some reason this time seemed more serious.

Ryan pulled her off the bed and into standing position. "Ryan, please don't do this," Georgie pleaded. "Please don't do this."

Ryan laughed at her. "You can't stop me now," He said laughing. Ryan punched her, hitting her face. He kept laughing as if this was entertaining to him. Georgie grabbed her cheek and then looked at her hand. There was blood. She realized the edges of her lips were bleeding. Ryan moved close to her leaving almost no space between them. "Don't you look pretty," he whispered. He grabbed a hold of her, wrapping his arms around her back roughly. He kissed her lips hard almost biting on them. Georgie tried with all her might to move away from him but she couldn't. She tried pushing away from him with her hands but it was no use. She then lifted her leg up and kneed him in the groins. Ryan let go of her and grabbed himself and cursed under his breath. Georgie ran towards the door but before she could open it Ryan grabbed her. She screamed loudly hoping that someone would hear from outside. Ryan covered her mouth with his hand. "It's going to be okay honey," he said softly.

Georgie cell phone started ringing. Ryan smiled to himself and let Georgie go. He grabbed her purse and ruffled through it and found her phone. He read Dillon's name and smiled again. He flipped open her phone.

"Good afternoon, Dillon," Ryan said.

"What the hell are you doing? Where's Georgie?" Dillon asked confused. He couldn't figure out why Ryan was answering Georgie's phone.

"She's here. With me," Ryan said. Georgie screamed Dillon's name loudly so that he could hear. Ryan shoved Georgie down on the bed. "Shut up!" He yelled at her. He closed the phone and put into his pocket. He went over to his desk and opened the drawer and pulled a key out along with a gun

"Ryan what are you doing?" She asked scared. "Where did you get that from?"

Ryan didn't answer her. He went back to Georgie and grabbed her by one arm and lifted her up. He dragged over to the door and opened it looking down the hall to see if anyone was there. "If you say one word, if you scream or try anything fancy, this bullet goes right through your head." Ryan said to her.

"Please don't do this Ryan," Georgie said crying hard. "Please just let me go!"

"Not gonna happen," Ryan said. "Let's go." They walked out into the hall and towards the elevator. Georgie didn't say a word. She was scared to death and she didn't know what to do.

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Dillon finally made it to Georgie's dormitories. He had never been so worried in his life. The thoughts that were running through his mind were unbelievable. He reached her dorm room and banged on the door. No one opened it. He finally opened it himself. He walked in and found it empty. He looked at the floor and saw Georgie's things everywhere. The sheets on the bed were messed up. He looked around to see for any clues of where they might have went but didn't see anything. He sat down on the bed and buried his head in his hands. He was scared as hell. He didn't know where Georgie was. He didn't know what Ryan was doing to her. He could only think of one thing.

He pulled out his cell phone and dialed 911.

"PCPD," said a woman.

"This is an emergency. You need to put out a search warrant for Georgie Jones."