Kelsey's POV - Day 2

I feel so dirty. So used. I want to die. How could someone do that? I want to disappear forever. I want to die...

It's the only way to forget. The only way I can be happy again. I look at Michael. He's so handsome. Why would he want a dirty, used woman? I shouldn't let him suffer anymore. I look around for something helpful to use. I grab my purse and look through it. I find a pocket knife Michael gave me. Its pink and he always wanted to make sure I was safe.

If only I had my purse in that restroom... I feel the tears trying to escape. No! No tears! I open the blade in the purse.

I take a deep breath and quickly cut my wrist. I accidentally screamed. Michael looked and swerved. He quickly pulled over and took the knife out of my hand. Of course, I didn't cut in the right place.

"What the hell are you doing? "

He grabs my arm. He looks for something to clean it with. He found some napkins.

I started crying. "I can't stand to live anymore! You shouldn't be with a dirty used woman like me! You don't deserve this! I don't deserve to live! "

He pulls me into his arms, which only makes me cry hysterically.

"Don't you say that! Don't you dare say that! Don't think that, don't say that! I love you Kelsey. If you go, I won't have anything to live for. I love you. You deserve to live. You are not dirty. You're a beautiful, bright young woman. You hear me? Don't say that. "

He starts to stroke my hair. My crying slows down. He doesn't move a muscle. He continues to soothe me.

"Shh. Just go to sleep. I'll be right here. Go to sleep, baby. "

All my crying did make me tired. I slowly drift off to sleep.

Michael's POV

An hour as gone by. I didn't want to drive and then she has a nightmare. That might cause a car accident. But, she seems to be sleeping normally.

I keep my arm around her and use my other to start up the car. It was pretty tough, but I did it. I feel so bad. I shouldn't of ever left her side. How am I going to live with myself?

I have to stay strong for Kelsey. She needs me. More than ever. I look at her arm. She was lucky. She cut right above her wrist. I need to stop somewhere and get a bandage. I need to quickly get her to Anne. Anne will know what to. She always does.

I past by a sign that reads, Healthy Lifestyle Clinic, 5 Miles On Right.

Oh thank God. Her wound needs to be clean. I drive until I see the building. I park in the parking lot. I gently shake Kelsey. She groans.

“Get up, baby. We need to do something. ”

“What? ”

“You need a bandaid. ”

She opens her eyes and looks at the building.

“Where are we? ”

“We're at a clinic- ”

“What- ”

“Calm down. We are just here to clean your cut. Ok? I'll be with you the entire time. ”

“Promise? ”

“Promise. ”

She nodded. I got out of the car and she got out on my side. I closed the door and she grabbed onto my shirt. I had my arm around her as we walked inside the clinic. We walked up to the front desk. There was a big, Hispanic woman sitting there.

“Um, excuse me. ”

“Yes, what can I do for you? ”

“My fiance needs a cut cleaned up. ”

“Wait in the waiting room please. ”

“Oh..um..I don't have to sign in? ”

“Oh (giggles) I forgot. ”

She pushes a clipboard toward me and a pen.

“Here you go. ”

I sign my name and jolt down my number. I take Kelsey to the waiting room. This should be fast. Only one other person was there. They had a hoodie on and I couldn't see their face. Blood was dripping from their face.

Damn. Someone must've beat him hard. Wonder if he deserved it. He looked up once, and I swear I've seen him before. But I could barely tell, because he face was busted up. A woman came through the door that lead to the back.

“Um...Mr. Wilkins. ”

The guy got up and went in the back. Kelsey rested her head on my shoulder.

“Michael.... ”

“Yes? ”

“I don't want to talk to this doctor. I just want to get this cleaned and go home. ”

“Ok, babe. You don't have to say a word. I'll handle it. And...we're about 20 miles from your home. ”

“That's good. ”

“Yes...yes it is. ”

Another woman came in and asked, “Mr. Jackson? ”

“Yes. ”

We got up and followed her to a room. Kelsey sat on the bed and stood next to her, arms crossed.

“Hi, I'm Ms. McDaniel. How are you two today? ”

“Um..we're fine. ”

“That's good. ”

I didn't reply. She put on some gloves and sat in front of Kelsey. She gently took Kelsey's arm and examined the cut.

“Mm....this is pretty close to your vein. How did you get this cut? ”

I quickly said, “It was an accident. The way she opened the door, it cut her. ”

Ms. McDaniel nodded. She grabbed some swabs and alcohol. She dabbed the swabs into the alcohol.

“This might sting a little. ”

Kelsey grabbed my hand. I squeezed it. She winced as Ms. McDaniel cleaned the cut. She put the swabs down and reached for some bandages.

“Do you need a bandage? ”

She was pointing at my knuckles. They were swollen and bleeding.

“No....I'm fine... ”

She shrugged her shoulders.

“You saw the other guy in the waiting? ”

I nodded. “Yeah. What happened to him? ”

“Someone beat him. He was found in the women's bathroom at a gas station. His pants around ankles. Sad. ”

I let go of Kelsey's hand as I realize who that guy was. Kelsey realized too and started crying.

“What's wrong dear? ”

She didn't respond.

“Where is he? ”

Ms. McDaniel looked at me.

“What? Who? ”

“That guy! Where is he?! ”

I started for the door, when Kelsey grabbed my arm.

“No! Michael! Don't leave me alone! ”

“I'll be right back, Kelsey. ”

I pull away and swing the door open.

“Sir! You can't go back there! ”

I ignore her.

“Where are you! ”

I heard commotion in the room down the hall. I ran down the hall and burst through the door. I saw him trying to go through the window.

I grabbed him and threw him on the ground. He groaned in pain.

I grabbed his collar and started punching him.

“Sir stop it! ”

I stopped. “You fucking destroyed her! You scarred her for life! You little piece of shit! Someone call the cops. This man raped my fiance. You little bitch! ”

I pushed him on the ground and stood up.

They were calling the cops. I left to find Kelsey. She was covering her ears in the corner. I put my arm around her. She wrapped her arms around me and didn't let go. I held her in my arms.

Two hours later

I'm 30 minutes away from Anne's house. The cops came and I told them what happened. Kelsey even told her side of the story. They arrested that man. The cops gave me a warning. I can't beat up on people, even if they do hurt the one I love. That's not going to stop me though. I called Anne and told her everything that happened.

She was heartbroken. She said she'll have everything ready when we get there. She also broke my heart, when she said I should've been there, that there was no excuse for me. She didn't say it, but I know she blames me.

Kelsey is asleep. I take a deep breath. My knuckles were killing me. They really hurt. I turn down the main road to our town. I drive until I see Anne's house. I pull up into the driveway. I take a deep breath.

“Here we go...”