In Her Eyes

Susan's heart was beating out of control and she swallowed nervously before she opened the door all of the way. Abby's scream reminded her of the dire situation and the time strain. What she saw made her double take. Richard was stumbling around the apartment, trying desperately to escape which caused Sam to call the police and an ambulance. Susan walked in and jerked her head around, trying to spot Abby. Once she did she wished she hadn't. Tears streamed down her face as she saw Abby's broken form on the ground. "Abby!!! Abby!!!" Her voice echoed through the apartment as she ran to Abby's side. It seemed that they were moving in slow motion and the air around them was tightening. Sam was right behind her and they soon put Richard from their minds. Abby's right knee was bent at an impossible angle and blood pooled around her midsection, soaking into the carpet. Her face was swollen so much that she was almost unrecognizable. Blood ran down her face like tears and she yelled out in pain as Susan tried to pull her hands from her stomach. "Oh my gosh....Abby...Hang on." Susan stopped, trying to stop the tears. Sam helped Susan pull Abby's hands from her knife wounds and gasped.

Sam pulled her coat off hastily and pushed it on Abby's stomach, putting pressure on her knife wounds. "Abby! Stay with us!" Sam yelled at Abby as her eyes fluttered. Abby groaned and squeezed her eyes shut.

"Oh my gosh...Sam." Susan's voice had lowered to a whisper as she pointed to Abby's leg. Sam gritted her teeth and spoke, pointing to her jacket and pulling Susan's hands to replace hers.

"Put pressure on this for me. I'll be right back." Anger radiated from her expression and she stood up, sauntering out of the room.

"No! Sam...Don't!" Desperation screamed from Susan's helpless eyes and she gritted her teeth. She squeezed her eyelids shut and turned her attention to Abby's sobbing figure. "Abby. Can you tell me what happened?" Her voice cracked with emotion. Susan was just trying to get Abby to stay conscious and to distract herself from Sam's stupid actions. Abby groaned and spoke, her voice raspy and quiet.

"Susan...don't. It's too...dangerous." Tears streamed from her black and blue eyes and she put her bloody hand on Susan's arm. Susan was shaking her head even before Abby had finished.

"Abby. Stop it, now. Just tell me why." No matter how hard she had tried, she couldn't hold back her tears. This was her best friend laying on the ground bleeding to death and she couldn't do anything about it. Abby was breathing really hard and she fought to catch her breath enough to speak.

"He...he wwas...already here...when I got...hhome." She stuttered and tried to speak and sobbed even harder, remembering it all over again. Susan sighed and lifted Abby's head onto her lap, stroking her hair from her face, whispering encouraging words in her ear.

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Sam walked out of the room where Abby was practically dying and into where Richard was still stumbling, too drunk to know to go through the front door. She clenched her jaw tightly, livid at this man in front of her. Sam ran to Richard and grabbed the front of his shirt, shoving his back into the wall. Sam looked terribly small compared with Richard, who was over six feet tall. "Who do you think you are?" Her voice was so dangerous that Richard actually looked scared. In that moment an odd expression crossed his face. It was confusion. Next it turned into malice. Sam's eyes were wide and then she knew she had made a huge mistake.

Fear entered her eyes and all of the angry adrenaline was gone. She saw Richard's fist coming down hard, headed for her face. When it made contact, Abby's face flashed into her mind. She imagined a pain a thousand times worse than what she was feeling and that was how Abby was feeling at this very moment. Richard was on a tangent and he hit Sam harder and harder each time. His fists started to hurt so he switched to kicking. Sam doubled over and yelled for him to stop. He kicked her in the stomach and the face over and over again. She thought she heard a voice calling her name. She expected more pain, but it had stopped. She opened her eyes and saw Richard's unconscious body on the ground beside her, Susan's furious glare, and the broken bottle of vodka in her bloody hand. She was breathing hard and clutching the remnants of the glass with all she had. Sam's vision was blurred by tears and blood, but she saw a concerned face replacing the anger. Susan knelt down by Sam.

"You okay?" Susan asked, glancing back at Abby's room. This was too much disaster for her to deal with.

"Yeah..." Sam lied. She wasn't the most critically hurt person and so she pushed her pain aside. She sat up and moaned loudly. She gritted her teeth and stood up with the help of Susan. She swayed, almost falling over and Susan caught her before she could hit the ground.

"Come on. We need to get you in there so you can sit down." Susan helped Sam to Abby's room, supporting Sam's weight.

"Thank you." Sam felt stupid and ashamed. They got to Abby's room and Susan helped Sam sit down beside Abby.

"Abby. You're going to be fine. The ambulance is on its way. Just hold on for us." Abby answered with a groan of pain and she held her eyes open with tremendous effort. Sam was feeling really tired and she felt her eyelids closing. She didn't want to fight it, but she knew that she shouldn't go to sleep. Susan glanced over to Sam and rushed over to her.

"Sam!" She shook her shoulders and slapped her face lightly. "Sam...come on!" Susan looked around her and saw Abby's now unconscious form and Sam as well. Her already raw eyes didn't seem like they could cry anymore, but feeling so helpless brought out even more. She couldn't do anything to help her two friends. She felt so alone. There was blood all over her and she didn't know what to do. She crawled over to Abby and held Sam's soaked jacket on her knife wounds and waited for the stupid ambulance to get there..........

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