Broken and Mended

I lifted my head up slowly from the cold floor, tears flooding my swollen eyes, the room completely black. My father hated me.... Why did he always beat me? Would I ever just live a normal life....? I cover my ears hearing footsteps, hoping it wasn't him again, but knowing no one else lived with me.

Matt made his way slowly through the dark house, after receiving reports from the neighbours of shouting and screaming. Having been part of the HBPD for going on four years, he was used to that kind of thing, couples fighting. Flicking on his flash light, he crouched down to the figure curled up in the corner of the room, gasping in shock as he took in her injuries. "Are you okay?"

(Is that okay?)

@ thedesolaterose

(It's great!:D)

I flinch hearing the slightest sound of footsteps nearing me, my eyes opening just as the man spoke, a different voice than my father's. I squint my eyes at the brightness of the light, not used to a bright light considering this basement was rather dark and.... moist. I nod my head to acknowledge his question, looking back down as I curl my knees up to my chest again; my normal position I always kept.

@ rachthebat

Nodding at a colleague over his shoulder, Matt turned back to face the girl, moving the flash light directly out of her eyes upon seeing her squint. "My name is Matt, I'm a police officer. You're gonna be okay now, I'll make sure of it." Dropping the light but still making sure he could see, he offered his hand out to the girl, smiling warmly at her. "What's your name?"

@ thedesolaterose

I look away shyly not speaking at all, curling up my knees tighter to my chest, my arms shaky and bruised very frightened. Having been very sheltered it was a weird feeling to have strange people practically surrounding you, asking questions and looking around your home. I was afraid and unsure of what he was going to do.

@ rachthebat

Sighing, Matt dropped to his butt, scooting over as slowly as he could so he didn't frighten the girl more. "I'm not gonna hurt you, I'm here to take you away from all this." As if to further prove that he wouldn't hurt her at all, Matt out both hands in the air, offering her, what he hoped to be, a reassuring smile. "But I need to know your name, first."

@ thedesolaterose

I look over at him, my eyes narrowing slightly, unsure of why he wanted to help someone as hopeless as myself out of this mess. And he sure didn't know what he was getting himself into.... "Maria." I whisper softly, my voice slightly melodic, but a bit stern and trailing off in the dark house.

@ rachthebat

"Maria, that's a lovely name." Matt kept his voice soft, smiling as he inched just a little closer to the girl. Coming to rest by her side, he crossed his legs and put his arms around them, leaning back against the wall. "Can you tell me what's been going on around here?"

@ thedesolaterose

I look over at him, frightened but remaining stern, my eyes still narrowed just on the cautious side. "What's been going on here? Well... Welcome to hell." I whisper, holding my knees closer to my chest.

@ rachthebat

Matt frowned, concern glittering in his eyes. Just as he was about to speak, a noise that sounded like a car pulling into the drive, cut him off, Matt getting to his feet and crossing to the only door in the room. "Are you expecting anyone?"

@ thedesolaterose

"Oh no.... He's home..." I whisper, my eyes widening in terror suddenly, tears flooding my eyes as I crawl to the corner of the room back into my normal feeble position.

@ rachthebat

Matt could feel his heart beating wildly in his chest, hoping the back up he called for were on their way. Thinking on his feet, he crawled over to the space that Maria was currently curled into and waited, signalling for her to keep quiet as the heavy boots got closer and closer to the door. "What does he normally do when he gets home?"

@ thedesolaterose

I hold my hands over my ears, sobbing and curling up tighter, as if that would protect me. I felt a shiver run through my spine hearing his heavy footsteps, flinching at every step he took. Already preparing myself for pain. I look over at the man, my eyes pleading and doe like, realizing I had to trust him. He was probably my only hope. "Help me.... Please...?"

@ rachthebat

Matt fell to his knees and pulled the girl to his chest, wrapping his muscular arms around her. "Shh, it's okay, I'll help you." Squashed into the corner of the dark room, Matt held her, rocking her in his arms. Hearing the steady thumb of boots on floor get closer and closer, Matt sucked in a deep breath and prepared himself to fight.

@ thedesolaterose

"I'm sorry..." I whisper softly in a shaky breath, realizing that even though this was his job, he shouldn't have to suffer on my behalf. I run over to the door, slamming it tightly shut, my face determined.

@ rachthebat

Matt watched her slam the door shut, his eyes wide as the sound of the boots got louder and louder until it stopped dead. Right outside the door. Heart beating wildly in his chest, he clenched his fists and got to his feet, pushing Maria behind him to shield her from whatever was coming at them. Fists pounded against the wood, a deep voice coming through the door. "Maria! Open this damn door!"

@ thedesolaterose

"Get out!!!!" I yell, covering my ears at the sound, feeling as if the door would just break in half. I built up courage for a moment there, and... now it's gone. I look up at Matt, my face worried and afraid, knowing what the man behind the door was capable of and wondering if he would be able to handle him. He was a police officer and all, but still... This man was probably psychotic.

@ rachthebat

Matt looked toward Maria as the banging got louder and louder, seeing a scared and frightened young girl before him. Getting to his feet, he cracked his knuckles, clicking his neck before making sure Maria was behind him. "I'm going to get you out of here, no matter what."

@ thedesolaterose

"Don't open the door!" I scream in a frightened gasp, looking up at him, pushing myself in front of him, seemingly trying to block the door but failing at it considering I was small... Much smaller than the massive door, probably about to be broken down before our eyes at any moment.

@ rachthebat

"Why not?" Matt tore his eyes away from the beating of the door to look over Maria. She looked scared, that was obvious, but there was an underlying emotion hidden away that Matt couldn't quite figure out. "I can take him, don't worry."

@ thedesolaterose