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Chapter 20

Let Me Be your Rescuer

Ricky grabbed Bob's hand, it was drawn back and balled up ready to punch Amy. Bob turned around and Ricky hit him in the face, knocking him back a little.

"Why are you doing this?" Ricky demanded, as he tried to punch him again, but Bob stopped him.

"Son," He started, stepping closer to him.

"Your not my father!" He screamed at him. Ricky pounced on top of Bob and repeatedly swung at his face.

"UHH, WHY?" He kept yelling at him. Bob covered his face with his hands and threw Ricky off of him.

Bob came within inches of Ricky's face before speaking again. "You don't understand, you never will." Then he hit Ricky in the gut, making him lean forward. Immediately Ricky pulled back up, not letting Bob have the opportunity to hit him again.

"You're little whore didn't do what I asked for and she had to be punished.

Ricky looking past Bob and saw Amy for the first time since he had gotten there, she was slumped over into a ball in the corner of a room. He couldn't even tell if she was breathing. She was tied up on her hands and feet, the rope digging into her skin making her wrists and ankles bleed. Amy had strangle marks around he neck, but from the way she was leaning over he couldn't see her face. Ricky had tears forming in the corner of his eyes when he looked back to Bob, he had a smirk on his face.

"You bastard!" He gritted through his teeth and punched him with all the fury that had built up inside of him. From all the nights long ago and from now, what he had done would never be forgiven nor forgotten. He hit him so hard it knocked him off his feet and he hit his head on the concrete wall surrounding them, he went unconscious and noticed by Ricky.

He ran over to Amy and gently lifted her head. Once he knew that she was breathing he pulled Amy tight to him and cried. He quickly, but carefully cut of the rope around her wrist and ankles with a pocketknife that he had with him. Then Ricky picked her up, delicately placing Amy's head on his shoulder, and carried her out of the room, checking to make sure Bob was still laying there.

He didn't go out through the window , the way he came in because he didn't want to hurt Amy anymore since there was broken glass everywhere. He constantly was looking down at her to see if she had waken up and made sure that she was still breathing. Then he came upon a set of doors, thankfully they weren't locked. He opened the door and went outside be sure not to hit Amy's head or legs against the rusted frame.

Ricky walked around to the passenger side and set Amy in resting her head upright and tucking her legs underneath her. He shut the door and rushed over to the drivers side before putting in the keys and pulling away. He didn't care that he was speeding down the rode, all he knew was that he had to get to the hospital, FAST!

He pulled into the emergency room entrance and jumped out of the car without turning it off. He ran over to Amy's side and took her out carrying her the same way that he had before only this time he ran faster, he was wasting to much time.