WHO: Aderyn Ceredig, Josh Italianlastname [NPC], Saint David, Iestyn, probably Henry WHEN: Backdated to Monday afternoon WHERE: Josh's then probably YET ANOTHER HOSPITAL WHAT: The breakup WARNINGS: Violence, attempted rape
Addy had thought it would be more kind to break up with Josh in person. She headed over there soon after Will and Tuck arrived home from their time in the woods, leaving Evie to spend some quality bonding time with her dads after a week away from them. And Addy had even done the responsible thing and sent Iestyn a text she was dropping by Josh's on her way home to break it off, and she reminded him of the address.
She was very, very grateful she had done so. She had done it so Iestyn didn't worry about her, but he had been right all along. Of course he had.
Addy had expected the breakup to go as they usually did. Sadness. Maybe crying. What she hadn't expected at all, was for her to tell Josh what was happening, and for him to stand up and yell "Bullshit!"
Addy stood as well, raising her hands, to try to calm him. "Josh, look-" she said, trying to remain calm, "it's not a good fit. You don't like my brother, and he's the most important person in my life other than Evie-"
Josh rounded on her and she backed up several steps. "You are not doing this to me again, Aderyn!" Josh bellowed. "I took you back! I was kind enough to take you back after you flaked on me the first time! Because you need someone to sort you out!"
Addy squared her jaw, her eyes flashing. Oh you know what, fuck this guy! "Fuck you!" she hissed at him, stepping forward so she was in his space now. "I don't need anyone to sort me out! You made me think Iestyn was bad for me but you were wrong!"
And then he said something she very much hadn't anticipated- "He's fucking you, isn't he?" Josh hissed, pointing his finger so close to her face she was tempted to bite it. Maybe she would have if she wasn't so shocked. "You two are way too fucking close! You're fucking each other. Oh my GOD that baby-" Josh threw his hands in the air, "that baby's his! No fucking wonder you never wanted me to meet her!"
"Iestyn is GAY!" Addy said, so taken aback, she was frozen to the spot. "And...that doesn't even matter. He's my fucking brother, even if he wasn't gay! What the fuck!?"
"You're fucking each other," Josh said, unwilling to give up on that now. "His boyfriend found out and dumped him, so you two thought you could be together and you didn't need me anymore. Your patsy. Your fucking rube. And then his boyfriend got back together with him so you come crawling back to me to make him jealous, oh my GOD!"
"That is a fucking fascinating story you're pulling out of your arsehole!" Addy screamed at him. "Maybe try to pull your head out while you're at it-" and then pain exploded across her face as Josh slapped her hard. She shrieked and held a hand up to her stinging cheek, glaring at him from where she stood. "You fucking piece of shite-"
"I am not letting you go back to him!" Josh screamed, and then Addy lost track of what was happening. Josh advanced on her, hitting her again and again, and she turned to run because she couldn't fight. She felt strong arms lock around her waist from behind, pulling her back and up tight against Josh's body. And then those arms squeezed, and she felt her lungs struggle to fill themelves. Her ribs popped, and she gasped, panicking.
"Let me go!" she gasped, fighting for air, scrabbling for purchase, slamming her hands into his arms to no avail.
"Shhhh. Shhhh. Aderyn, it's okay," he whispered to her, his face right behind her, so she could feel his panting breaths against her ear. "Calm down. I'm not going to let him hurt you any more."
"You're hurting me, stop!" she cried out, but his grip on her only tightened. Addy couldn't breathe. She could feel her body going weak, and who knew what he was going to do if she passed out. So she went limp, hoping he believed the fight had gone out of her-
Josh released his tight hold, and Addy fell forward onto the floor, gasping in deep lungfuls of air. She waited until he bent down, and she felt his hand go to her back, almost loving. What a joke. "There, just take a moment," Josh said gently. "Just breathe."
Addy breathed, alright. She took two more deep breaths, and then she let out a howl of rage, and turned to push him over. Scrambling to her feet, she bolted for the door, but Josh was back up on his feet and he was faster. He grabbed her by her hair, yanking her back again. She spun, not wanting those arms to lock around her again, and she clawed at his face, howling with pain and rage. She managed to rake her fingernails all the way down one of his cheeks, but he was stronger than she was too. And when he hit her, it knocked the wind out of her. Another blow slammed into her face, near her eye, and her vision blurred. He pulled her towards a wall and slammed her head into it-
And then Josh's hands locked around Addy's neck. He pushed her towards his bed, growling and her calves hit the mattress and they fell together. "You did this to me!" Josh screamed at her as she choked. "I'm going to fucking show you what a real man is."
Oh god, thought Addy, he's going to rape me while he kills me. Her mind went quiet, disassociating with what was happening to her body. She didn't feel the pain she was in, or the burning of her lungs. She wasn't aware of Josh pushing her skirt up and pulling at her leggings. Everything was quiet except for that voice. That beautiful voice.
Her mother's.
Saying wait for it.
Addy waited. She waited until Josh leaned towards her, taking one hand off her neck so he could unzip his own fly and pull himself free from his underwear. Josh leaned forward and the Bridget said very clearly, now, cariad. Now.
Addy brought both of her arms up at the same time, slamming the heels of her hands into Josh's temples. He howled in anguish, letting go of her and leaning back at the perfect angle- With the very last of her energy, Addy pulled her legs back, and she kicked him with all her might, sending him slamming back into the wall behind him. His head connected hard and he slid down into a crumpled heap below, a thin trail of blood tracking downwards from where his skull had cracked.
Rolling over on the bed, Addy tried to fill her lungs quickly, but she could feel unconsciousness rising to meet her. She had seconds.
DA! she prayed to her father. Help me! Iestyn knows- and then blackness took over.