Chapter 3
Kayla realized upon waking that she wasn't on the pavement, but a couch. Suddenly she felt pain as someone cleaned her cuts. "Get out" she said upon realizing who was tending to her cuts.
"Not until I clean your wrist." This got Kayla to look down at her wrist; she was shocked to see blood covering her shirt as her arm was in a sling.
"You can leave; I have a friend from work coming."
"I'll stay until he arrives."
"Leave Now" Kayla pulled out her cell phone and called Dave hoping he could get help.
On the phone with Dave
"Dave here"
"Hi, it's Kayla" she stated a little breathlessly.
"What's wrong?" he didn't like the way she was breathing.
"Dad found me; I need your help with my injuries. The super will let you in"
"Be there in five" When the super let Dave into Kayla's apartment he was shocked at her physical condition.
"Anything broken?" He asked as he wrapped fresh gauze around her bleeding wrist.
"Yeah, a couple of ribs at least." she spoke while trying to find where the blood on her shirt was coming from.
"Stop trying to sit up" Dave spoke sharply as he removed the sling holding her arm in place and was thinking about how to get her shirt off so he could examine her ribs when she spoke, "Just cut it off"
"All right" Once her shirt was removed he saw the bruises forming on her torso. "I think we need to get you to county" also seeing the blood soaking through the fresh bandages he had placed around it.
Kayla honestly didn't think she could move, "I don't think I can move"
"I'll help you, we can't wait" he said while securing more gauze around her bleeding wrist.