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drawer, I start to flex my knees and find another yelp escapes my lips
as my left ass cheek catches on fire.
    Fuckity. Fuck. Fuck.
    Tears of frustration hit the back of my eyes and I feel more
pain and burning behind the eyelid that is swollen shut.  With the tears unable
to escape, more fiery pain overtakes the right side of my face.
    “Fuck.  I can’t even cry!” I shrill as I raise my left hand
to my face and feel the great balloon that is my face.  “Even crying hurts too
much so I can’t even do that.”
    Swinging back to face Jake who is sitting up in his chair
watching me with a blank expression on his face I find my voice raising another
octave as I screech out, “Why didn’t you just let me fucking die!”
      I watch as he cringes slightly but recovers quickly. 
Starting to rise out of his chair slowly, his green eyes are intense but his
face is once again blank.  I hear a soft click and look towards the door to see
Ellen poking her head inside, a look of confusion on her face as she stares at
the empty bed.  Frantically swinging her eyes around the room, she finds me
near the tall boy and her face softens.
    “I’ve got this Ma,” I hear Jake rumble as he starts to
approach me where I am standing near the dresser.
    “Please don’t touch me.  It hurts,” I moan softly as I start
backing slowly towards the tall boy.  “I have to get out of here.  It’s not –
safe.”
    “I know it hurts sweetheart,” Jake murmurs softly to me as
he keeps approaching.  “I just want you to get back into bed.  You’re safe
here.  You don’t need to run, he won’t find you here.  You can stay here as
long as you want.”
    A glimmer of hope sparks in the back of my mind.  I start
running through all the events of early this morning.  Working through each
scenario, I decide there is no way for Tony to work out where I currently am. 
As long as I don’t go anywhere public, he won’t know where I am.  He
couldn’t possibly know that I got on the back of a biker's Harley and ended in
a small town called Ridge Creek yet could he?
    Perhaps Ridge Creek could be a safe place – for now?
    I need time to heal.  Days, weeks, probably even months.  I
need somewhere to lay low while I recover.
    “I can’t stay here, I need a place to heal,” I whisper the
words as I jam my eye shut and my mind and my mouth continue to rocket along. 
“I need to get to my money.  I can rent a place and hire a nurse or bodyguard
or something.  I need to buy another laptop.  I need to make sure that he
hasn’t somehow worked out how to turn my baby into a whore again.  I need to
get a big mother fucking dog.  One of those Dogue de Bordeaux’s or some other
heavyweight breed.  A massive Hooch dog that will be able to pin that mother
fucker down when he eventually finds me.  Which I know he will.  He’s got contacts
everywhere and he’ll already have put a bounty on my head.  I’ll also need a
gun.  Because after my Hulk dog pins that mother fucker down I’m gunna shove my fucking gun in his face.  Then I’m gunna smack him with it, twice. 
Hard, like he did to me.  Then I’m gunna shove that fucking gun right up his arse.  Then I’m gunna pull it out again and shoot a bullet laced with shit right
into his mother fucking mouth…”
    It is then that I feel a soft touch on the side of my face
below my good eye.  Startled, I snap my eye open again to see Jake is standing
right in front of me, his hand resting on my cheek.  To my shock he is
smiling.  Cutting my rant off, I freeze solid.
    Stroking my face softly he murmurs, “We’ll get you a big
dog.  And we’ll get you a gun.  But sweetheart, you’re never gunna get to shove
that gun up his arse because he’ll never get that close to you ever again.  
I’ll fuckin’ kill him before he does.”
    All the air leaves my lungs in a whoosh and I feel my
mouth dropping open as I gape at Jake.
    Did he just say that?  Why would he say that?
    He