As I ran outside I saw there were a bunch of these crappy apartments up here. To my left was where the steps that I had thought were taking us to a first floor when John was carrying me but they were just the way to get from the parking area to the apartments. He had been lucky that no one saw him carrying me up there. I saw my car parked next to the bottom of the steps. I could still just go. Get out of here. No chance, this is too good an opportunity to miss.

My head pounded from banging it on the doorframe but I didn't need to think so clearly now anyway. I ran past the steps and banged on the first apartment door I came to, still yelling for help. Then I banged on the next door and the one after that. I heard the first door open, the one closest to the apartment I had ran from. There was greasy haired guy standing there with a can of beer in his hand.

His eyes bulged as he saw me standing there in my underwear. Yes, I bet you've never seen anything like this have you?

He shouted, "Bro, come look at this! There's some hooker running around in her underwear. I told you I heard screaming."

I staggered over to him which wasn't too hard to do convincingly as my head was getting really bad. I pointed at the open apartment door, "Please, there's a guy. He's got a knife. He tried to rape me."

He must have now processed the blood pouring from my head, "Jesus Christ! Dude, get out here! She's covered in blood!" Nice reactions you've got there.

At the same time as his friend or brother or whatever the hell he was showed up a woman came out of another apartment shouting, "What are you idiots doing now?"

I started to head in her direction, I was going to end up in one of these apartments waiting for the cops to show up and I definitely wanted it to be hers not the one with the two guys in it.

Her eyes widened as I turned towards her, "Christ almighty, are you okay? What's going on? What have they done to you?" She thinks these two morons did this?

I pointed again, "No. There's a guy. He abducted me, he's going to kill me!"

She grabbed hold of me and I began crying. I wasn't actually faking it either. She started leading me towards her apartment, "It's okay honey, nobody is going to kill you. You two idiots get in there and see what's going on."

They were hesitant, "Uh... she said something about having a knife."

I sobbed, "I hit him. I think he's out, just don't let him come for me again. Please!"

Behind me I heard, "I guess we should do something man."

Then the other guy, "No shit, I'm going to fuck him up. Look at what he's done to her." Maybe I'll luck out, maybe that guy will beat him to death before the cops show up.

The woman led me into her apartment and sat me down on a wooden chair in her kitchen, "It's okay now sweetie, he's not going to hurt you now. I'll call the cops." Yes, you do that.

I didn't like sitting in this crappy apartment but I realised that I did actually need an ambulance. I was losing quite a lot of blood, "Please, my head. He hit me."

She was already on the phone to the cops as she handed me a towel to hold over the cut to try to slow the bleeding. She had just given her address, "She said some guy abducted her, tried to rape her and threatened to kill her. It must be the guy that moved in there last week. You'd better get an ambulance down here too she's bleeding pretty bad."

There was a pause while the person on the other end spoke. Then she continued, "I don't know where he is, I think she said she hit him with something."

Another pause, "Yes she's bleeding from her head, looks like he did a number on her the son of a bitch."

When she had finished her call she said, "Can I call anyone for you sweetie?" She must have seen my wedding ring, "Your husband, what's his number?"

I gave her Paul's number, "But he might be on a flight." I had no idea what time it was.

She tried to call but his phone was not available.

I asked, "Can you try my dad?" I gave her the number and she began to dial, "Do you want me to talk to him first?" I nodded.

My dad must have answered as she said, "Uh... hi. I don't know how to say this but I have your daughter here with me. She's been attacked by someone."

She paused, "I don't know, she's got a nasty cut on her forehead and she seems dazed. We're waiting for an ambulance. Yes I can give her the phone."

She handed it to me, "Daddy?"

"Steph! What happened? Who hit you? Are you okay?"

I sobbed again, "It was John Cena dad, he abducted me and he was going to kill me."

There was a long pause as he tried to take that in, "Are you okay now? I'll come straight there."

"I'm okay dad, they're going to have to take me to hospital to get my head fixed up. Please come quickly."

My dad sounded like he was going to cry or something. Or maybe he was insanely angry, his voice sounded real strange, "I'm coming now princess, have you called Paul?"

"He's still on his flight. Call him for me please, keep trying."

I heard him yelling at someone to get a car, "I will, I'm coming now baby. Let me know what hospital you get taken to. I love you princess."

I sobbed, "I love you daddy."

I was kind of out of it by the time the cops showed up which I suppose was a good thing.