Break Away
One night Brad came home and threw some boxes at her.
"Pack our shit. We're moving."
"Moving?"
"Yes, moving. Don't make me say it again. Not that it's any of your business but I got a promotion but it comes with a transfer to Philadelphia."
Abby had no choice but to pack their things and move. She hoped that a new city would change Brad. Maybe he would be so preoccupied with his new job he would ignore her. For a short while he did ignore her, but one night during dinner Abby didn't pass the salt fast enough and he knocked her out of her chair. After that night things went back to normal. After each beating Abby retreated to the bathroom. While in the bathroom she would dig out Randy's phone number. She would cry and wish she had the nerve to call him. Wishing he would come rescue her from hell.
"Abby, get me a beer before the show starts."
"Here you go Brad."
"Sit down."
Abby sat down next to Brad to watch Monday Night Raw. She couldn't believe her eyes when it flashed on the screen that they were in Philadelphia. It made her very happy to know that Randy was close. It made her feel safe and she never felt safe. Brad noticed that she had visibly relaxed. He looked at the television screen and none other than the Viper looked back at him. He couldn't believe her nerve. She didn't notice the change that came over Brad. If she had she would've tried to get away. He punched her in the face. Abby tried to roll away from him but he caught her by her hair. He pulled her up and punched her in the nose and it exploded in blood. She screamed.
"It don't matter how loud you scream. Your little boyfriend ain't coming to save you, nobody can save you!"
When Abby tried to run away he was right on top of her. He chased her in to the bedroom. He pushed her onto the bed. She tried to scramble away from him but he grabbed her arms and pulled them above her head and tied them to the bedpost with his belt. He removed her jeans and tore her panties to pieces. He thrust into her saveagely, repeatedly. Abby begged him to stop, he laughed at her tears and slapped her. When he was finished with her he kicked her to the floor. Abby was so sore she could only crawl to the bathroom. When she was inside she locked the door and got into the shower. After her shower she sat on the bathroom floor holding Randy's number in her hand. She realized at that point that the next time this happened she might not walk away. She had to get away, maybe Randy would help her maybe he wouldn't but she had to get out. Her fingers shook as she dialed his number.
"Hello."
"Hi, is this Randy?"
"Yes, who is this?"
"You probably don't remember me but it's Abigail."
"Abigail?"
"Yes, I met you at a bar. It was my boyfriend's birthday."
"Oh,yeah. I helped you up outside. Are you OK?"
"No, I need help."
"Where are you?"
"Philadelphia."
"What!"
"We moved here a few months ago. And tonight something bad happened and I need to get away. I called you because I don't know anyone here."
"You've lived here for months. You haven't made any friends?"
"I'm not allowed to have friends."
"What's your address? I'm coming to get you right now."
"No! You can't come here."
"Why?"
"He might wake up. I would never forgive myself if something happened to you while you were helping me."
"I can handle it. Tell me your address."
"No, he has a gun. It'll be easier for me to come to you."
"I don't like it. What do you want me to do?"
"I'll meet you in the lobby of your hotel."
"OK, I'm staying at the Four Points Sheraton near the airport. How long til you get here?"
"An hour, longer if he wakes up."
"Be careful. I'll see you in an hour."
"Thank you so much."
After Abby hung up the phone she eased her way out of the bathroom and into the bedroom. She got dressed and took all the cash out of Brad's wallet and took his car keys. She called a cab and waited in front of her house. When the cab arrived she put Brad's keys in the neighbor's trash can and got in the cab. As the car drove away she didn't look back once. When she was standing in front of the hotel she was over taken by a fit of nerves. She could see Randy waiting inside, all she had to do was walk inside. She couldn't do it, she turned and ran. Randy saw her run away and chased after her.
"Abigail wait!"
"No, Randy. I can't."
Randy caught up to her and grabbed her arm. Abby spun around her eyes wide with fear. Randy immediately released her arm.
"Did you think I was going to hit you?"
Abby slowly nodded her head.
"I'll never hit you or any woman. I promise. Where are you going?"
"I don't know. I just don't think it's fair to drag you into my problems."
"But you need help and it might as well be me who helps you. I'm here now and I agreed to help so let's go inside."
Abby let Randy lead her inside the hotel.
"Are you hungry?"
"No, thank you."
"OK, let's go upstairs."
Abby kept her head down not because it was one of Brad's rules but because she didn't want Randy to see her battered face. Randy could tell she was hiding her face but he didn't know why.
"Abby, I hope you don't mind staying in my room."
"That's fine."
"Good, because I don't want you out of my sight just in case you try to run again."
"I won't try to run."
"OK, let's go to sleep. Pick which ever bed you want."
When Abby took her hoodie off and Randy got a clear view of her face he was shocked and mad. He knew she needed a doctor but didn't know if she'd be willing to see one.
"Abigail, you need a doctor."
"I'm fine. I'm sure it looks worse than it feels."
"Maybe, but I'd still feel better if you let me get the hotel doctor for you."
"It's not necessary. I just need an icepack."
"It is necessary. I'm calling him now."
While they waited for the doctor an awkward silence ensued. Abby was convinced she had made a mistake. She didn't know what to say to him. This was her deepest wish come true and she had nothing to say.
"I really want to thank you."
"You're welcome, but your thanks is unnecessary."
"Yes it is. You don't know me at all and you're taking on my problems."
"It's simple. I told you I'd help you and I'm a man of my word. So however I can help you, I will."
"OK, thank you."
"You can stop saying thank you."
They were interrupted by a knock at the door.
"That must be the doctor I told you not to call."
"It must be. I'll get the door."
"Yes, I'm Dr. Collins. What can I do for you?"
"Yeah my friend needs some medical attention."
The doctor took on look at Abby and asked Randy to leave the room.
"Young lady I'm here to help you."
"I know."
"Who did this to you?"
"What do you mean? I fell."
"We both know the only thing you fell into was a pair of fist. You don't have to take this. You can walk out of this room with me and never look back."
"What? Randy didn't do this to me!"
"Don't defend him he doesn't deserve it."
"No, you don't understand. Randy saved me tonight. He's not the person who did this."
"If you're sure."
"I am. Are we done?"
"Yes unless there is anything else you need from me."
"No."
"Nothing else hurts?"
"I know what you're asking me. I already took a shower so there is really no reason to examine me."
"I can check for damage to the vaginal area."
"Thanks but no thanks. I would rather not think about it."
"OK, but if you start bleeding or even spotting go get it checked out. That could be sign of a more serious problem."
"I will doctor. Thank you."
"Get some rest and keep cold compresses on your face. Good night."
"Good night."
The doctor let Randy back into the room.
"Be good to her. She needs a friend."
"Yes sir I will."
When Randy got back into the room. Abby was in the bed drifting off to sleep.
"Abigail, we have a flight in the morning."
"We? What do you mean? I thought you would put me on a bus and send me home."
"That's the first place he'd look. Do you have any family or friends back there?"
"No, my parents are dead and the friends we had are his friends not mine."
"So it's settled you'll go on the road with me until we figure something out."
Abby just laid there speechless. She couldn't believe what he had just said to her. She was going with him. Just like in her dream. Only this was reality. No matter how nice Randy was being to her she knew that at some point he'd drop her and she'd be alone. She had to make some plans and spend Brad's money wisely.