“Glen, go call the cops” her mother spoke. The nerve!

I watched as the two boys went running into the house. The father let go of Spencer and walked towards me.

“What did you do to my daughter?” He slapped me, and I flinched. He hit me again. This time I fell to the floor.

I could protect myself. I could hit him back. Hell, I could kill him! But I just lay there on the ground as he kicked me.

“Dad, stop! You’re going to kill her,” Spencer finally spoke, she bent down beside me, wiping blood stained hair from my face. I didn’t move, I just stared at her.

My voice a whisper, “Please come with me…” I was injured now, trapped. If Spencer was going to come with me, I’d need her to help me to the car; and if she wasn’t going to come, there was nothing I could do but lay here waiting in pain for the police.

She didn’t answer. She just stood up and walked over to her mother. She was crying again, but this time into her mother’s shoulder. I spat out blood. I started coughing. I had to stand up, but it was a battle. I almost fell over, but I managed to stand up. It made me sick watching Spencer with that…God, the person who wanted her dead!

“You get the fuck away from her.” My words were hardly out when I felt it. Another punch hit me square on the jaw. I fell down again. Oh God, I was going to die here. I would still not fight back. I couldn’t bring myself to harm Spencer’s father. I could understand what he was doing, any man in his position would do it… Protect his family.

But it didn’t hurt any less. Spencer came running over again. This time she helped me up. The boys came running out of the house.

“The cops are five minutes away.” I hardly had any strength left, there was no time. I could either stay here and get caught by the cops, attempt to get to my car and race away leaving Spencer here to die or …Damnit, Spencer could just come with me!

“You’re not safe here,” words and blood escaped my lips all mixed together. This was so messed up.