Save Me

***Keeley’s point of view***
I decided to stop at the local Starbucks before I headed home. I really wished they would get a Tim Horton’s. Starbucks was good, but not near as good as Tim’s was. Sidney had gotten me hooked on it when I went back to Canada with him for a few weeks over the summer. He was getting over a concussion and wrist injury. I helped with his rehab. According to him I was a lot better than the therapists he was originally referred to.“They didn’t know shit” were his exact words, I believe. I pulled up to the drive thru and ordered a Vanilla Bean Frappuccino and a cheese Danish. I paid for it and then decided to head home. I took the long way so I could enjoy a little time to myself and my drink. By the time I pulled into my parking space at the apartment complex it was almost ten. When I entered my apartment I noticed that a few lights were on. I didn’t remember leaving them on.
“Justin?” I called hoping and praying he wasn’t here. I heard a noise in the kitchen and I slowly made my way over. Justin was cutting up some vegetables.
“What are you doing here?” I asked harshly. He turned around to face me.
“I wondered when you were going to come home. I’m making dinner for us.” He said placing the knife in the sink. I rolled my eyes.
“Look, you need to get your shit and get out. We are over.” I said placing my keys and drink on the table. “I expect you to be out of here by the time I get back out here.” I went to take a step forward but Justin was blocking the path.
“We’re not over until I say that we’re over. I don’t remember saying that so you’re still mine.” He smiled.
“Justin, I’m done with this! I’m not dealing with it anymore! I can’t keep lying to the guys. They already think something is wrong, and they’re right. I should have done this months ago!” I said trying not to raise my voice. Justin shoved me against the wall and put his hand on my neck pressing me further into the wall. He was making it hard to breathe.
“You bitch! You told them didn’t you? Did you not get the message on who you belonged to before you left? Maybe I need to remind you.” He growled slapping me with his free hand. “Say you’re mine.” I didn’t speak.
“Say it!” He screamed in my face, slapping me again. I kept quiet, this angered him. He grabbed me by my hair and threw me into the table, causing me to fall to the floor. “Say it.” He growled standing over me.
“No!” I yelled, before I could move out of the way he had kicked me in the ribs. It felt like he kicked me for hours, but it was more along the lines of a few minutes. He knelt down beside me. “Are you ready to say it yet?” He asked.
“It doesn’t matter what you do to me, I’m never going to say it.” I spit in his face. Justin got on top of me and punched me in the nose. I felt the blood start to run down my face, he laughed at the sight. I took the opportunity to try and shove him off of me but he was too heavy. I started to swing my arms in an attempt to punch him but he pinned my arms down and repeatedly punched me until I quit fighting.
“Good girl. Now keep still while I have a little fun.” He whispered in my ear causing me to whimper. I laid there and took everything that Justin was dishing out. It seemed to last for years. I was having a hard time breathing from the kicks to the ribs along with the mixture of my tears and the blood that was still running down my face. My left eye was starting to swell shut and I couldn’t feel my legs.
“Bitch you look disgusting. Grab your clothes and go clean yourself up. I expect dinner to be done in an hour.” Justin got off me and went into my bathroom. I took this opportunity to grab my keys and phone and run out of my apartment, it took all of my strength to do it. I heard Justin yelling for me to stop, I turned my head to see that he had the knife from the sink in his hands and he was almost to the bottom of the stairs. I quickly unlocked my car and put it into reverse, locking the doors in the process. I sped out of the complex. I picked my phone up and dialed the last person I called. Come on pick up, pick up, pick up. Please pick up.
“Keele’s what’s up?” He asked.
“Are you home?” I asked in between sobs. I looked in my rearview mirror making sure that he wasn’t following me.
“Hey, what’s wrong? Are you okay?” He asked panic filling his voice.
“Just answer me. Are you home?” I asked again. He answered with a yes.
“I’ll be there in five.” I said hanging up the phone and throwing it into the passenger seat. My head was starting to feel cloudy and I was on the verge of passing out. How I hadn’t gotten pulled over yet was beyond me. I was doing at least 100 mph down the streets of Pittsburgh. It took me two minutes to reach the house. I saw that he was outside waiting for me. He ran over to my car and yanked the door open. I heard him gasp as he quickly took his shirt off and put it on me. He carefully picked me up out of the car and closed the door with his foot.
“You’re safe now. I have you. Everything is going to be okay.” He whispered into my ear. I felt him place me on what I assumed was his couch and cover me with a blanket. I could hear him talking with someone but I didn’t know who, I just let the darkness wash over me.
***Geno’s point of view***
I heard my phone ringing on the nightstand next to me. I groaned and pulled the covers off of my arms.
“What!” I yelled into the phone, not bothering to look at the contact information.
“Bro, you need to get to my house now! Call Doc, Marc, Tanger, Nealer, Gronk and Cooke. Tell them to get there asses to my house now! It’s an emergency.” The phone went dead after that. I could hear the panic in Sid’s voice, whatever was going on it wasn’t good. I quickly called the boys along with Doc and relayed Sid’s message. When I finally looked at the clock it was almost two in the morning. I quickly threw a sweatshirt on and grabbed my keys and wallet out of my jeans before slipping on a pair of shoes. I hopped into my BMW and raced to Sidney’s. When I got there I noticed Keeley’s car in the drive. That’s weird. She said she was going home, why would she be at Sids? I got out of the car and walked into his house.
“What go on?” I asked as Sid met me by the front door.
“It’s Keeley. She called me about thirty minutes ago, she was balling and asked if I was home. I said yes and she showed up here.”
“So? What you no want her here?” I interrupted. I was annoyed that I needed to call the rest of the boys for that.
“No! Don’t interrupt, I was getting there. When she got here I opened her car door and what I saw wasn’t pretty. She was in a torn up bra and pair of panties, nothing else. She has bruises everywhere, her nose is bleeding and she just passed out on my couch, I couldn’t keep her awake. I know you would want to be here for her. Maybe you can unlock her phone and see if there’s any evidence of who could have done this.” I nodded, I was at a loss for words. I went out to her car and grabbed her phone out of the passenger seat. I could see some blood stains on the driver’s seat. Why didn’t she call me? I walked back into the house and into the living room where she was. I don’t think anything could have prepared me for what I saw in front of me. Keeley looked terrible. Someone had done a number on her. Whoever did it was going to get a beating twice as bad as the one that she received. I would make sure of it. I leaned down next to her and placed my lips on her temple. I sat in front of her, guarding her from anyone that would come in. I easily unlocked her phone and went to her texts. There were a lot from an unknown number. I clicked on it and called.
“Bitch! Get your ass home now! I’m not fucking playing! You’re going to pay for this!” I heard a male scream into the phone. It must be Justin. I quickly hung up and went back to her texts. She had some from people named Patty, Johnny, Shawzie, Crow, CarBomb, Sharpie, Bennie, Steeger, Duncs, Seabs and Bicks. Were Blackhawk players texting her? I clicked on the messages between her and Patty, there were quite a few that said I love you, I miss you and I can’t wait to see you again. The ones between her and Johnny, Sharpie, Crow and CarBomb were just like the ones between her and Patty. Was she interested in all of them? It wasn’t making sense. I heard someone clear their throat in front of me. When I looked up I saw the boys and Doc standing in front of me. I got up and let Doc take my spot. The boys and I moved into the kitchen where we could have a little bit of privacy.
***Sidney’s point of view***
“What in the fuck happened?” I heard James ask. The rest of the guys asked the same.
“I’ll tell you exactly what I told Geno, she called to see if I was home, when I said yes she said she was on her way. I met her outside and when I opened her car door I was shocked at what I saw.She was in a torn bra and panties, she had bruises everywhere, her nose was bleeding, her left eye is swollen shut and she just passed out on my couch. I have no idea what happened. All I know is someone did a number on her.” The guys nodded their heads. I could tell that they were angry and wanted to do something about it. “Geno, what did you find out from her phone?” I asked as he looked up.
“Justin did it. She have texts from Blackhawks. Eleven Hawks.” I don’t think I heard him right, she’s talking to Blackhawks? Since when? “She say she love them. They say back.” I reached out for the phone and took it from him. Sure enough they were in her messages.
“Did anyone know she knew these guys?” I questioned, I heard a chorus of no’s.
“Who gives a shit if she talks to them, we have something more important to deal with right now. What are we going to do about Justin?” Cooke asked cracking his knuckles. “I’m ready to go and beat his ass twice as bad.” I sighed.
“That doesn’t work, you’ll get arrested and we don’t know where she lives.” I said taking a seat at the island.
“I know where she lives.” Jordan piped up. “I kinda followed her home from work after we got back from our road trip.” He said rubbing the back of his neck nervously.
“We can go get some clothes and stuff for her, there’s no way she is going back to that apartment.” Matt said. He had a good point, she wasn’t going back and I’m sure she’s want more clothes than just mine.
“Go pack as much stuff as you can. Try not to get arrested, the last thing you need is bad press.” I said as Matt, Tanger and Geno walked out of my kitchen and out the front door.
“You know they’re not going to stay out of trouble. If he’s there then his ass is grass.” Mark said with a smile. He was right and I knew it. I sighed and walked over to my coffee maker.
“Coffee anyone? It’s going to be a long night.” I said rubbing my face.

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