She Will Be Loved

"I'm gonna kill him. I'm gonna hunt him down and kill him with my bare hands."

"Oh my God, that Son of a Bitch."

"Don't worry guys, my friend Stabby Joe, you know the one from the streets, and I will get him."

I try to drown out my friends responses and pay attention to the operator on the line.

"Okay, and can I ask who's calling, and do you have evidence."

"I'm the one who got kidnapped and raped." I tell her slowly, finding it hard to believe myself.

Since he made me move in with him, and basically made me his slave, I've basically balled myself up and gone through each day like a Robot. Trying to hide my feelings, thinking that there is no way to escape so I should just get used to it. I never wanted to live like I did, not ever, but I just got used to it. I had the same routine to go through every day, and I just used to do it mechanically, without even thinking about it, because it was the same every single day.

Rachel squeezes my shoulder sympathetically, which brings me back to reality and reminds me that I am still on the phone to the operator.

"Sorry about that." I apologize, realizing I have been dazed out for a good minute or so.

"Don't worry. Can I ask your name?" the operator asks, kindly.

"Monica Geller."

"Okay Monica, I am Mandy. Now, can you tell me where you are right now?"

"I am in my friends cab with three of my best friends who I haven't seen since my ex boyfriend kidnapped me. My other two best friends are meeting us at my apartment. My best friends have rescued me and are taking me to safety."

"Okay, thank you Monica, that's very helpful. Can I please talk to one of your friends?"

I nod even though I know she can't see me and pass the phone silently over to Rachel who takes it.

"Hello, Rachel Green speaking how can I help?" she answers politely.

She exchanges a few words with the operator before hanging up the phone.

"What did they say?" Chandler and Phoebe asked quickly.

"I gave her his address but explained that he will probably be on the run by now. She said that the police are on their way now, and will look everywhere. When they find him, he'll be arrested and will be put in custody until a court case is scheduled." she explains and they both nod, satisfied.

"Are they gonna call you if he's at the house or in the area?" Phoebe asks still staring at the road ahead of her.

"Yeah." Rachel replies.

I stay where I am, staring out of my window into the dark November night, wishing the dark would just swallow me up, take me somewhere where I would be free. Free from the misery, the darkness, the pain and the voices. Richard's voice which keeps going round my head, telling me I'm.A useless, whiny, spineless, pathetic bitch who doesn't deserve to live. The words keep circulating round my head. It still hurts to move, my ribs feeling like they are on fire, screaming in pain, my ribs that is not me, every time I do.

It is at that moment that Rachel takes my hand in hers and squeezes it gently. As comforting as it feels, all I can feel is Richard's fierce grip on my wrist pulling me towards the cellar again and again. It takes all my strength not to pull my arm away from her kind grip. But it's Rachel holding my hand, not Richard pulling me by the wrist too tightly. Rachel, my best friend Rachel. It is that moment that I realise, although I have escaped, I will never truly be free from his grasp.

A/N BIG APOLOGY OWED, I AM SO SORRY MY INTERNET HASNT BEEN WORKING AND MY LAPTOP IS IN FOR REPAIR SO I AM ON MY PHONE, SO SORRY FOR ANY SPELLING OR GRAMMATICAL ERRORS BUT I AM BACK NOW SO EXPECT MORE FREQUENT UPDATES, AT LEAST ONCE A WEEK. xx