Stolen Innocence

Chapter Seventeen

The pounding continued, then the door bell rang, over and over. A fear swept over me, I didn’t know what was going on.

“Open up you prick!” I heard the voice scream through the door.

I knew the voice- it was Colin.

I stood there petrified, I was frozen, I didn’t know what to do. Ricky must of noticed how scared I was, he grabbed my shoulders and gave me a gentle shake, to snap me out of it.

“Emily, down the hallway. Second door on the left. Go in my bedroom and lock the door. NOW!” He said softly but firming,

I stood there looking at him, but the words weren’t registering in my brain, I was in shock,

“Emily! Second door on the left. GO! You and the baby need to be out of sight! I wont let him hurt you or the baby! GO NOW-HIDE!” He said it again, and I nodded my head,

I ran down the hallway, I could hear Colin still yelling,

“Open the f*****g door Ricky!”

I ran into Rickys bedroom, locking the door quietly behind me. I didn’t know where to hide. I was absolutely terrified, I hadn’t seen Colin since the night he r***d me. I don’t know why he was here, maybe he seen me? I thought as I ran around Ricky’s looking for a hiding spot. I went to his walk in wardrobe and noticed he had gold clubs up the back, so I grabbed the big fat one out.

I went back over to the door and lent against it, gripping the golf club with all my might. I wasn’t letting Colin touch me, or my baby. I don’t care how scared I was. I could hear Ricky and Colin yelling at each other, but I couldn’t hear all the words. Only some of them,

“You can’t kick us out Ricky! You selfish prick! You had no one after your Dad died. Your lucky we even looked after you!” Colin was screaming at him,

“Get the f**k out of my house Colin. Your drunk, I can smell it on you! Your nothing to me, your not my family. Your Mother never lover my father, she just loved his money! And as for you, your nothing more the a r****t piece of s**t!” Ricky screamed back at Colin,

“r****t? Oh have you been talking to Emily have you? The little sluts nothing more then a lying w***e!” I heard Colin yell angrily,

I heard heard punching getting thrown, so were connecting. I could hear the c***k as they hit one of them. Then there was scuffling, and things were getting smashed. I was so scared, but I really wanted to go out and make sure Ricky was okay, but I couldn’t. I needed to keep the baby safe away from the danger.

I was so scared the only thing I could think to do was close my eyes and hope Ricky was okay and everything would be over in a minute. If Colin tried to come in this room, I was read for him. I was going to start swinging this golf club. Then I thought. My phone! I need my phone! So I can call the cops, or my Dad, someone!

My bag was in the lounge room, I wonder if I can sneak out and grab it without any of them seeing me. My heart was pounding, everything had gone quiet. I don’t know what was happening. I wanted to cry, I was so scared. I heard foot steps getting closer to the door, I gripped the golf club tightly and stood up to face the door.

“Emily” I heard a voice panting through the door, it was Ricky!

I quickly opened the door, looking at Ricky I noticed straight away there was blood running down his face, there was blood splatter over his clothes, his knuckles were busted. He looked like he was going to faint, he was trying to hold himself up with the doorway.

“Where is he?” I asked panicking,

“His gone” He slurred,

“God Ricky, what did he do to you?” I asked looking for something to apply pressure to the wound on his head that was bleeding profusely. I dropped the gold club, and found a towel, so I help him onto the bed, and applied pressure to his head wound.

“He hit me with a beer bottle. I flogged him Em, his gone.” His words sounded funny, he obviously needed medical attention,

“Hold the towel Ricky, I’m going to get my phone. Your need a ambulance” I said concerned.

Ricky laid back on his bed, and I tried my hardest to wrap the towel around his head, and I help put his hand up to hold it. I grabbed the gold club and ran as fast as I could to my handbag. I dug through and grabbed my phone out, and I ran back to help Ricky.

I looked at him and I was scared, he was deteriorating, going in and out on consciousness. I rang emergency, and I found myself overwhelmed with emotions. I struggled to talk, I was hyperventilating, I needed to calm down. Eventually I gave them all the details. They told me to try and keep Ricky awake and talking till the ambulance arrived. I hung up the phone and turned my attention to Ricky.

“Come on Ricky, stay awake please” I was sobbing, while he laid there moaning,

“Please Ricky, you need to be strong. The baby and I need you. Please stay awake” I couldn’t stop crying.

The paramedics were there within a few minutes, the quickly loaded him into the ambulance, he was unconscious. I went with him in he ambulance. I rang Dad and I couldn’t stop myself from crying and hyperventilating. All he said was,

“Calm down darling, you need to calm down for the baby. I’ll be at the hospital soon.”

After he said that I knew he was right. I needed to calm down and not stress myself or the baby out. I focused on my breathing. Deep breath in, slowly release. It seemed to take forever to get to the hospital, but in reality it was only a couple of minute. I held a Ricky’s hand the whole way, I didn’t want to loose him. He had become a important part of my life.

Once we got to the house, they wheeled him away really quickly, and I was sent to a waiting room. Dad turned up within a few minutes, as soon as I seen him I broke down. I sobbed I cried, I told him what had happened and how Ricky protected me and the baby,

“Oh honey, he will be okay. I knew he would protect you no matter what. I will wait here with you until we find out more.” Dad said as he held me tightly,

All I could manage to do was nod my head.