Escape
Chapter 35
***Morgan's POV***
Just then he took the knife and jabbed it into my lower abdomen. I screamed out in pain louder than i've ever screamed before. It felt as though he was slicing through my body.
"Please don't" I pleaded with him as he raised the knife again, his strong arm still around my neck, "I'll do anything" I whimpered.
"Too late for that girly" he snarled as the knife jabbed into me again.
I wanted to double over because of how much pain I was in but Andrew's tight grasp wouldn't let me.
I gazed down as my stomach to see the blood flowing out and down my leg. I felt extremely lightheaded. I could feel my stomach churning from the excruciating pain, I wanted to vomit.
Andrew kept a firm grasp around my neck choking me slightly as he lifted the knife slightly and jabbed it into my abdomen again.
"FUCK" I screamed out as he let go of me. I fell to the ground and clutched my stomach as tight as I could, trying to slow the bleeding. My eyes were starting to close. I forced myself to keep them open, this wasn't my day.
I groped the side of the counter pulling myself up while clutching my stomach. I walked slowly towards the phone on the wall. It was a challenge, as my feet kept slipping out from underneath me and the pain increased. It still felt like he was stabbing me.
I picked up the phone in my shaky hand as I was bent over the counter, I dialed 911, I leaned towards the phone trying to put it as close to my ear as possible. I winced out in pain from all the motion.
"911 what's your emergency?" The operator spoke softly.
"I-I, m-my cousin st-stabbed me" I eventually got out.
"What's the address?"
"290 south main, andover" I breathed heavily, "Come quick"
I think I heard her say okay or something as I collapsed on the linoleum next to the fridge. I sat up with my back against the cabinet.
I suddenly heard the front door slam. Andrew was back, I thought. I inched my way towards the door leading to the hallway. I could barley move, I crouched in the corner. I moaned and groaned more than I ever had before.
The footsteps came closer to me, I couldn't make out what the voice was saying, my ears were ringing from the shooting pain in my head.
The footsteps stopped and the person was now standing over me, he bent down and placed a hand on my shoulder, thinking it was Andrew I turned around and slapped him in the face as hard as I could.
The person was sent backwards a little and said, "Morgan" softly.
I looked closer at the figure; It was Matt.
"Matt?" I asked weakly.
"Yes, its me sweety, I'm here" He whispered as he gently pulled me into his arms. He kissed my forehead lightly and cupped my face in his hands, moving the strands of hair out of my face. A few tears escaped my eyes, he gently wiped them away. I was so glad he was here.
"My beautiful Morgan" He whispered sweetly.
I could see he was crying too as he looked at my body in dismay. He picked up my wrist and I winced slightly, then he looked at the slice going down the side of my leg and all the bruises. He mumbled to himself, words that I couldn't hear.
"Let's get you to the other room" Matt said as he tried to lift me, I let out a yelp.
"I can't move"
"Then we'll stay here" Matt replied as he placed me on his lap and wrapped his arms tightly around my abdomen where the wounds were. I was shivering violently so he wrapped his jacket around me, I held to collar to my face. It smelt like his sweet cologne.
"Rest" He whispered sweetly in my ear. I moved my bad arm which was stained and covered in blood. The grip of his strong arms tightened around me, but I didn't mind, I felt safer than ever sitting there in his arms.
I leaned my head back and rested it on his shoulder, "I-i love you" I whispered.
"I love you more" He replied with a kiss on my forehead. I could feel my eyes starting to close. I was jolted awake by the sound of sirens, and paramedics rushing into my house.. They lifted me onto a stretcher and hooked me up to an IV.
"Everything's gunna be okay" Matt cooed as he bent down next to me. I leaned over to kiss him. He placed his hand on the side of my head and rubbed my cheek. They wheeled me away into the ambulance. Policemen were now filing into my house. The pain had seized a little bit, I soon dozed off as we rode to the hospital.
***Matt's POV***
I raced to Morgan's house, it was still dark and gloomy. Luckily there was no traffic. Music played softly in the background as I rounded the corner onto Morgan's road. I pulled into her driveway and noticed Andrew's car was there.
I ran up to the front door, I twisted the knob but it was locked, I peered in the windows before slamming myself against the door forcing it to open.
As I walked in I heard moans coming from the kitchen, there was glass shattered on the floor. I walked quickly towards the entrance, scared as to what I would see when I rounded the corner.
I could hear Morgan's yelps of pain.
As I walked in, my boots leaving wet marks on the floor. There was blood splattered on the floor all down the long galley kitchen. Morgan was crouched in the corner.
I walked slowly towards her, I bent down and placed my hand on her shoulder.
Then out of no where she turned around and slapped me hard. I must've startled her.
I was pushed backwards a little and I whispered, "Morgan" softly.
She squinted at me, trying to make me out.
"Matt?" She asked weakly.
"Yes, its me sweety, I'm here" I whispered as I pulled me into his arms. I kissed my forehead lightly and cupped her face in his hands, moving the strands of hair out of her face. A few tears escaped her eyes, so I gently wiped them away. A few tears escaped my eyes as well, I couldn't of been happier to see her.
"My beautiful Morgan" I talked softly. I could feel tears flowing down my face as well. I looked at her body, she was covered in bruises, her wrist was swollen and she was bleeding in numerous places.
"That son of a bitch" I mumbled to myself.
"Let's get you to the other room" I said as he tried to lift her, she let out a yelp of pain so I stopped immediately, not wanting to cause her any more discomfort than she was actually in.
"I can't move" She groaned.
"Then we'll stay here" I replied as I pulled her onto my lap and wrapped my arms tightly around her abdomen where she was bleeding. She was shivering so I took off my jacked and wrapped it around her small torso. I held her tightly never wanting to let her go.
"Rest" I whispered in her ear. She moved her arm which was covered in blood away from her abdomen. I tightened my arms around her and pulled her as close to me as possible.
Morgan leaned her head back and rested it on my shoulder, "I-i love you" She whispered weakly as if it took all her energy to say those three words.
"I love you more" I replied with a kiss on her forehead. Her eyes were starting to close as she was soon awoken by the sound of sirens pulling into her driveway. Paramedics rushed into her house, and ran over to her with a stretcher. I handed them her limp body and the paramedic placed it on the stretcher he hooked her up to an IV.
"Everything's gunna be okay" I cooed as he bent down next to her. She leaned over to kiss me, and I kissed her back. I placed my hand on the side of her head and rubbed her cheek. They wheeled her away into the ambulance.
I stood there, blood covering my arm and most of my body. One of the paramedics came over to me and asked, "What's your name?"
"Matt" I replied, still looking ahead at where they wheeled her out.
"Well Matt, I think you saved Morgan's life" He said.
"Really?" I said shocked as my voice cracked slightly.
"I've been a paramedic for 20 years now, every call i've gotten from someone who's been stabbed… they've always died right on the sight. You holding her wounds like that… it saved her I think. She's gunna make it" He said with a slight smile.
His words were reassuring. I smiled slightly as he walked away. I could hear the sirens scream down the road as I stood in the kitchen.
"Hey can we talk to you?" One of the officers asked me.
"Of course" I offered.
"Do you know who did this?" He questioned.
"Yes, Andrew Hayes." I said with anger in my voice.
"Where is he?" The officer asked.
"I don't know, his car is in the driveway he might still be in the house" I said honestly.
The policeman talked into his radio as two men busted through the door, holding guns by their sides and began to search the house.
"Okay, one more thing, How do you know Morgan?"
"She's my girlfriend"
"What's her full name?"
"Morgan Jayde Stoermer"
"Age?"
"18"
"Eye color? Hair Color?"
"Blue, blonde"
"Your name sir?"
"Matthew Sanders"
"Age?"
"25"
"Okay that's all, if we have any more questions I'll contact you. I wish you the best of luck"
I nodded and walked out of the house into the rain and dim light of dawn. I hopped into Morgan's car and sat with my hands on the steering wheel, processing all that had happened this morning.
I heard some yelling coming from inside the house, when the door busted open and the cops dragged Andrew out of the house. He deserved it. I sat and watched. It was satisfying seeing them shoving him in the car with handcuffs behind his back. The cop car soon screamed down the street and I was left alone.
I decided to drive home and tell the guys what happened then head over to the hospital to see how Morgan was doing.
I was still worried about her. Very worried.
9/15/13