Teds POV

Amy… my girl…I gazed at her from the other end of the hallway. My body frozen as she locked eyes with me, my hand gripping the stairway bannister so tightly the wood creaked beneath it. She looked awful, broken, her once beautifully pale skin replaced with dark bruises, cuts and crimson blood. Her eyes shadowed with the haunting events she'd been experiencing these past few days. The man that held her so firmly, his hand squeezing her tiny neck as if he were a python and she were his pray.

I watched her, Roy and Jamie's shouting being replaced by the sound of ringing in my ears. In my mind I was running toward her but when I looked down at my feet, I remained stuck - like my shoes were glued to the floor. I felt the constriction in my throat like she did but it wasn't from a physical pressure, it was a mental one. Panic was flooding every part of me. Darn it! I needed to snap out of this! Would Amy be stood here if the roles were reversed? Gosh no, she would be charging forward like a darn lunatic, screaming an unholy cuss and doing everything she possibly could to save me.

"You fucking brought the yank?!"

I was brought back to the present, my eyes lifting from my feet to look at the man who supposedly loved her. She was clawing desperately at his hands, even drawing blood where her nails pierced his skin but he didn't even flinch.

"Amy…" I mimed to her, her eyes never once leaving my face. She looked so helpless and as I took a shaky step toward her, something in her eyes ignited, it was a glimmer, almost too faint for anyone to see but I'd seen it once before. It was that fire inside of her that erupted whenever she was worried about anyone else. My suspicions confirmed when I finally stopped beside Roy, her hand up as if to stop be from getting any closer.

"You have a fucking death wish mate."

"Chris was it?" I managed to say, the tension in the air thick like a hot southern day.

"I am not your mate for one thing." I paused, so desperately wanting to reach out to her blood stained hand, to hold it tight and pull her to freedom but I knew if I got any closer, that python would go in for the kill.

"This anger is all about me right? So why don't we settle this like men. Let her go." I said, starting to find strength within myself. "Take me."

"No Te—." Amy pleaded before he slammed his fist into her stomach, her knees buckling beneath her. If he wasn't holding her up she would be crumpled on the ground at his feet.

"Don't fucking talk to him baby, he's toxic. He doesn't love you like I do."

"You're darn right about that." I spat, keeping his attention on me as Roy and Jamie started to move to the side.

"See! See darling, he admitted it…"

"I don't love her like you do because what you are doing, what you have done is not love." I took in a breath, my eyes drifting over her paling face as if he was sucking the very life force from her. Her eyes blinking slower and slower.

"Love is putting her needs above your own. Love is a mutual respect for one another. Love is giving someone a map of all your flaws, your vulnerabilities and putting faith in them to help you rise above them and not use it to abuse their power." I took a step forward, his eyes furious.

"You don't love anybody but yourself. You are a monster who devours everything good, everything beautiful and shapes it into something… Someone you think they should be. That isn't love, that's delusional, selfish bullshit."

Amy's POV

Did he just say bullshit? I cannot believe this guy whose never once cursed chooses now to do it. He must be PISSED.

"Chris… You aren't going to win this one…" I breathed, my eyes glued to the man in front of me. The man who showed up to save me. The way he was talking about love… It just made my heart belong to him that much more.

"I'll die and take you with me. Don't think I won't."

"Oh, you're gonna die alright." Roy growled, my body suddenly being thrown backwards, my head smacking into the chin of my ex, a yelp immediately escaping his mouth as I felt his vice like grip lift.

"You're a fucking dead man."

I heard Roy speak as I dropped to the floor, landing in a heavy thump as I let out a pain filled cry. I remained on my side, my eyes fuzzy as I watched my friend, my protector of many years smash his fist into Chris's face repeatedly. Holding the man up by his collar as blood and teeth exploded from his mouth. I smirked, finally watching him get what he deserved.

"Amy…?"

I heard Teds voice before I felt his touch, his warm hands sliding beneath my neck and head to allow him to look at me better.

"Oh Amy I'm so sorry…"

I gazed at the man that made my heart skip a beat, his mouth moving but the sounds not quite reaching my ears. Nothing else mattered to me right now, not the police officers bursting into the room - dragging Roy off of Chris, not Jamie and Rebecca standing over Teds shoulder. All I saw right now was him. The unsuspecting American who id fallen for.

"You're gonna be alright… The medics are coming, we're gonna get you help…" his voice was so full of sadness, his gorgeous brown eyes overflowing with tears.

"Don't…" I mustered the little strength I had to lift my hand to his cheek. Wiping his tears away.

"Seeing you again was the only thing that kept me going…"

Ted smiled at me through the tears, taking my hand and placing a firm kiss on my palm. I hadn't even realized the medics coming up behind him as I gazed at him fondly. He didn't leave when the medics crouched beside me, he kept his hand tightly around mine as I laid on the floor, cables being connected to my chest, needles piercing my arms as they worked around me.

"Are you in pain sweetie?" The female paramedic asked, my response a weak nod. "This is going to help alright, then we'll get you to the hospital."

I felt the icy liquid move up my vein, my eyes frantically searching for Ted as the wooziness started to wash over me.

"Ted…?"

"I'm right here, I'm not going anywhere."

I felt him squeeze my hand, my body starting to realize I was finally safe. My eyes fluttering shut before I passed out completely.