After a few minutes Gemma’s phone had enough power to start up. When it did it showed over a hundred messages and dozens of missed calls. Her stomach went through the floor as she found every single call and message was from Daryl.
The first few were aggressive, threatening. Those had been sent just after she left him. Then there were a few wheedling messages, asking her to please call him back.
Then they started to deteriorate again, slipping into all sorts of unpleasant words, threatening what he would do when he got hold of her. The last few made her cry out.
“What’s wrong?” asked Jake.
She stared at the phone for a few moments before she was able to speak.
“My boyfriend… my parents. He’s got some of his friends outside my parents’ house, and if I don’t meet him there they’re
