I'll Never Let Them Hurt You

"Hello?" A drunken voice said.

"Brian?!" I harshly whispered. "Give Jimmy the phone, now!"

I heard him grunt, a few loud voices, a drink being spilled, yelling and finally Jimmy's soothing voice.

"Babe? What's up?" He asked in concern.

"No time to explain! Please come home!" I pleaded.

"Why?" Was all he asked.

Why? Why?! I was minutes away from possibly being murdered, and all he can say is why?! Some nerve that kid has got. He is so lucky I love him.

I groaned in aggrivation. "Because-" but I was cut off by a loud bang.

"Choo, I know you're in there. Come out or I will kill you." Doug's voice rung.

"Chloe? Babe? Who is that? Choo!" Jimmy begged.

I didn't reply.

"Babe!" He screamed.

"Jimmy, help me." I sobbed.

The pounding at the door got louder untill I heard a massive thump. Tears spilled from my eyes as the door began to gradually unhook from its hinges. The door was becoming weaker with every new hit. It was not going to last long, I can tell you that.

"Help me." I repeated. "Please, I love you."

"I love you too. With all my heart, Chloe. I swear whatever is happening there, I will come and-" But Jimmy's heroic speech was interupted by a loud crash. The door collapsing to the ground infront of me.

"Chloe?" Jimmy's voice sounded.

"I love you." And my phone was ripped out of my hands.

"I'm sorry lover boy, but you have the wrong number." Doug laughed foully.

"Don't you dare hurt her." I heard Jimmy say, pure hatred dripping from his voice.

"Oh, don't you worry your pretty little head. I won't; yet." Doug smirked.

He chucked my phone at the wall and it broke into a thousand pieces as soon as it touched the hard surface. It was completely destroyed, just like my hope for survival.