Chapter 3: You came back

Tia sat in her favourite couch in the library. She was trying to focus her mind on to reading her favourite book but so far was having no luck, since her mind kept drifting to Rocket and the advents that would happen tonight. I hope he's all right, Tia thought, as her gazed shifted from the book to the window that showed the southern wall. 'I'll come back for you' the words kept repeating themselves over and over again in her head. No stop thinking of him Tia, she ordered herself to turn back to the book. It was past six o'clock and Tia couldn't help but get more nervous. No stays calm Tia, she told herself. Tia grabbed one of the scented candles and lit it, hoping it would calm her down a bit. Just then lights shine through the window, as she peeped out she saw that her husband had returned and that he wasn't alone. Bleylock was with him.

I stayed in the library, not daring to leave my safe haven but it wasn't long, until angry footsteps echo through the hallway outside and the door suddenly burst open. Tia looked up from her book and tried to look surprised. In an instant Jonathan had grabbed her by the neck and threw her on to the floor.

"You little bitch!" He shouted, as he kicked her in the stomach. Tia gasped in pain curled up into a little ball to protect herself. "Where is he?" He shouted, as he kicked her again. Tia could do nothing but stay in her ball, as he continued to kick her.

"Jonathan my good man please calm down." A slimy voice called out from the door way, making Jonathan stop, slowly, Tia looked up from where she was laying to see a well groom man with glowing green eyes walk in. "There's no need for such a mess." Bleylock spoke, only a step away from her now. He made some sort of hand signal to Jonathan before bending down in front of her, "Care to explain what this was doing down in the basement?" He asked, as he held up a long streak of white blonde hair. Oh crap, was all Tia could think of at that moment. I should have really tied my hair up when I went down to visit him. Oh well, it wasn't like I didn't know I was going to be interrogated by him or something but having Bleylock with him seemed to make me a lot more scared then she should have been.

"I felt sorry for him." Tia whispered back, wrapping my arms more tightly around my chest.

"Did you help him to escape?" He asked she could only nod at that moment because she couldn't trust her tongue to speak for her. "Where did you send him?" He questioned, he began playing with the strands of hair that were hanging in front of Tia's face.

"I sent him west." Tia answered. Bleylock nodded to her and turned to Jonathan and the guards.

"Send guards to the west and start searching." He ordered the two huge men that wore some type of military uniform. They both saluted and ran out of the room, barking orders into their walkie talkies. "Do what you want with her." Bleylock snapped at Jonathan, as he to left the room but in a calmer manner compared to the guards. Tia stared hard Jonathan, as she watched him crack his knuckles.

"Trust me when I say you're not going to enjoy this." He hissed, bringing up his fist and slamming it into her face. Tia knew this was it, there was no way he was going to let her live after this. He continues to beat and kick her, until Tia could feel every bone that was in her arms and stomach was broken. Suddenly Jonathan grabbed her by the hair and bangs her face against the wall. Right then something snapped inside her. She didn't if it was from the coalitionist with the wall that had finally smacked some sense into her but she decided right there and then that she had enough. Grabbing the candle that lay on the coffee table she slammed it into Jonathan face. Jonathan screamed in pain and stepped back, falling over the coffee table and onto the floor. Using all the strength in boy, she forced herself up and ran as fast as she could. She could hear Jonathan running after her, cursing her every breath and that he was going to kill her. Ignoring the pain in her upper body she forced herself to run faster, until she reached the southern gate. Thankfully she hadn't bothered to lock and was pulling the heavy gate open when something grabbed her and threw her onto the floor. Jonathan had finally caught up and he was holding sharp and shining in his hand. Before Tia could grasp what the object was, Jonathan slammed it into her chest. She could feel the metal slice into her chest and scream in great agony when it was pulled out again. He kept stabbing her in the chest repeatedly. The pain was horrible, she didn't know if she could take it anymore. No, I won't let this son of a bitch destroy. Never! Energy rippled through Tia like she was some kind of battery. Using all her might she somehow managed to grab a thick brunch beside her and knocked it over his head. She saw him fall then, nearly falling on top of her but instead just landed beside her. Did I kill him? Tia panicked. When she looked down on him, half of his hair was gone and was replaced by what looked like a burn. What the... She thought to herself, that's been she finally noticed that she and the branch she was holding were a light with some kind of blue energy. What is this? She panicked, dropping the stick. As soon as she did it the energy disappeared. She didn't bother to check Jonathans pulse, as she got up, clutching on to her chest and ran through the gate and into the haunted forest.

Tia gained more scratches as she ran through the forest. She couldn't see where she was going and was constantly tripping over loose branches. Despite the pain she went through she forced herself to run, even though vision was getting blurry from the amount of blood lost. (Even though her vision wasn't of much use in the dark anyway) The only time she stopped was when she reached the river. She collapse from exhaustion and blood lost. She had to keep running. She needed to get away from that monster.

"Tia!" Something called through the darkness. Oh no it's him, Tia thought, as she attempted to pull herself away from the voice. When she felt strong arms wrap around her she began to struggle.

"Get away from me." She cried out, as she tried to bash the man away.

"Tia it's me. It's Rocket." Tia heart stopped for a second when her mind started to actually take in everything. That voice, that name. But it can't be, he should be approaching Wars Heath by now. She looked up and even though she couldn't see probably she could just make out the golden eyes glittering in the darkness.

"Rocket!" Tia tried to cry out when she realised it was him. He came back. He came back. Tia thought to herself joyfully over and over again.

"Guys, I found her, she needs medical attention now." Rocket shouted out to someone in the distance. Tia had never felt so happy and so relieved in my life. The little voice that was inside her head that told her to hold on was right. Someone did come.

"Rocket." Tia whispered, as she fell into unconsciousness.

When Tia opened her eyes again, all she could see was light. Am I dead, Tia wondered to herself until her focus began to come back, when she realised it was just a lamp on the bedside table. She lay in a small comfortable bed that she didn't recognise. Where was she? How did she get here? She was just about to push herself out of bed and explore when she heard voices just outside my room.

"She's going to slow us down, we should just lea ..."

"Don't even consider finishing off that sentence Sinedd" An angry voice interrupted the other one. Tia was quite happy that the other man stood up in her defence. Even though they didn't use her name it was quite obvious that she was the one they were talking about.

"Besides, there's no way we can just leave her here, after what she has been through." A female voice added to the conversation, it sounded like it had a strong exotic accent to it.

"Been through?" A much older voice asked. Tia heart froze when she heard what the woman read out next.

"Five broken ribs, each rib is at least broken in three places, her right arm is broken, five stab wounds to the upper chest and three in the lower stomach, her head had been split open, the list just keeps going." The woman paused for a bit, as if she was reading something and trying to come to some conclusion. "And those are just the new ones." The woman finally added.

"New ones!" One of the younger men cried out in outrage. There was a mutter of curses from what Tia except was the older man, since the curse kind of sound old (if you get what that means).

"From what I could estimate, I say she's been physically and sexually abused for about two years." If she could, Tia would of given the woman a round of applause for getting her estimations right. Whoever, the women was she was good. There was a loud thud against the wall that made the wall next to Tia vibrate a little bit, as if someone had just punched it really hard.

"Rocket, you need to calm down." The woman and older man stated at the same time.

"Don't you tell me to calm down?" Rocket shouted back. A cold shiver went down Tia's back, she felt sorry for whoever collided with Rocket's wrist, it sounded more painful than any of the punches that Jonathan had given her and they hurt a lot. Tia felt a little guilty eavesdropping onto other peoples conversations but since they were talking about her then she would let herself off this one time. She tried to listen harder, since everyone had stopped talking and she was trying to make out if they were whispering or something, until she heard Rocket's outburst. "I should of just knocked her out and carried her with me, that way she wouldn't of had to be in that room broken now." Tia couldn't bear to listen to anymore and decided it was time to make my presences known to the people in the other room. She pushed the covers off her (discovering that she was wearing a large t-shirt and shorts) and tried to gently push herself off the bed but her legs were weak and as soon as she tried to stand up she instantly lost her balance and crashed on to the floor, knocking over a lamp that was on the bedside table. That didn't go well, Tia thought to herself, as she made another attempted to push herself off the floor. Suddenly, the door swing open and bright light busted into the room. The light blinded Tia, forcing her to out her arm up and shield her eyes. However, the arm she used was her right arm and when she lifted it, pain travel through her arm faster than a bolt of lightning. The pain was so great that Tia couldn't stop the painful cry that came out of her mouth.

"Tia, are you ok?" Rocket's voice echo through Tia's thoughts. Gently, Tia slowly placed her arm back down to see Rocket kneeling in front of her with a worried expression on his face.

"I'm fine, just checking out the floor that's all." Tia tried to joke but it didn't do much to remove the concern from Rocket's face. Carefully, Rocket wrapped his arms around Tia and with one lift placed her back on the bed. It was only then that Rocket wasn't the only one that had come rushing into the room. A woman with long brown hair, glasses and a white dress approached Tia and began to examine her.

"How long have you been awake dear?" She asked, examining my right arm.

"Twenty seconds I think." Tia answered, she didn't want them to know she had been up any longer then she should have been then they might suspect she had been eavesdropping. "Where am I?" Tia questioned, taking in fully that she was not in her usual bedroom for the first time.

"You're in a motel that based in the small town of Wars Heath." An older man spoke, standing in the door way. He looked like he was in his mid forties, with a red jacket and short blonde hair. Before Tia could ask who these people were, the older man seemed to read her mind and answer the question before she had the chance to say it. "And this is the alliance."