I slowly open my eyes and suddenly squinted them as I was blinded by a bright light, I came round and looked at my surroundings. I was in hospital, sat at the side of me was my mother and father, quickly asking what happened? Not even giving me chance to sit up. So I explained everything but not exactly everything and I don't know why but I just didn't but I got this over powering feeling all at once I just felt more confident, and fearless. Then a police officer came into my hospital room and said in a concerned voice "I hope you feel better but is it okay... could you possibly come and pick up your friend from the station" I have never been so confused in my whole life I thought to myself I knew my friend was out drinking so what the hell did she do and what happened. I do remember what happened to me but I'm surprised the police wasn't that all concerned about the wound. As I was thinking where did this guy come from because it's a quiet place where my mother and father lives and not a lot of people live round there and the people who does live there are elderly. As I'm skimming through the hospital television while looking at the big, round hospital clock 12:18pm. My phone rings and I look and its a number I don't recognise but in the same country, should I pick up or shouldn't I but I let my curiosity get the best of me me. I panic. The deep, dark voice echoed in my ear. I couldn't exactly remember what he looked like, well you know because I blacked out for a couple of hours and the only time I remember seeing his face was when I spat on him but even then I still didn't see it for very long. "What do you want, how have you got my number?" I screamed at him then this deep manly voice came through the phone "calm down I know you hate me right now but I really need your help please, if you do this... Send me to jail, do what ever you want to me, please anything, just please help me?" he really sounded like he needed help but why should I help him he is a criminal. "how come they haven't arrested you yet. Wait your my friend aren't you?" I questioned him "well, easy I told them we're friends and that I was there with you, but because there was no sign of attack on me, obviously they would point it to me" in a sarcastic tone. I gasped through the phone "I haven't told anyone I promise" I said to him in a soft tone of voice. "Not even about the guy" he replied "why should I trust you. Never mind that why should I help you?". "well you replied so fast, to tell me you didn't tell anyone... So I think you wanna help me" in a smug tone I finally gave in and and said fine. Later that day I told the chief I was here for my air quotation friend and he led me there, there he was hand cuffed to the chair, even though I felt like a new person when I woke from hospital I still got flash backs of how petrified I was but I sucked it up because all I could think of was that poor innocent guy and I felt so guilty I could have done something, so I looked at him with revenge in my eyes and all I could think about was how to get it!. As I got closer to him but not too much I looked into his eyes but when I did he had nice... kind?... eyes almost recognisable which kind of distracted me of what I was originally doing but I asked him one question and one question only "why?" he didn't respond maybe because he didn't believe I was alive. "Just tell me!" I shouted at him, he just looked at me. I thought if he didn't answer I would just walk out so I turned my back to him to face towards the door and as I was just about to open the door I could. I saw something in the corner of my eye... he spoke "is that the best question you have?" I paused I was too terrified to look what was happening behind me but I built up the courage to do so, did my eyes deceive me no hand cuffs! But he just sat there like he was still cuffed I didn't know what to say because I was nervous, what if I said something wrong and he could do anything. I got myself so nervous and stressed my side hurt and I grabbed it in agony I didn't need to say I was in pain my face sold it all, "sorry" I looked up slowly and looked at him baffled he wasn't faking it, it sounded genuine "then why?" I questioned him "well I didn't want to be in jail now did I" he said sarcastically "not me him! Why that poor innocent guy?" I said raising my voice a little. He stud up and walked towards me his facial expression changed drastically I felt so intimidated it was a flash back all over again, me pinned up against the door, him breathing his hot breath on my face, instead of facing away from him I looked directly at him but mad very mad, then he backed away and looked very confused as he tilted his head "not scared this time are we?" he said in a cocky way I just looked at him with an aggressive look and I walked towards him and it just came out "WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO!?". "Getting cocky now aren't we you do remember what I am capable of" he said in a cocky and calm way, which confused me why was he so calm and I couldn't take it no more I shoved him away from me and said in the same exact way he did "or I could go out there and tell them exactly what You! are capable of, if you threaten me one more time... I suggest you won't be needing my help, you cant get out without me so I suggest... you listen to me" I also pulled a little baby sad face to make him mad as I sat down in his chair where he was sat moments before. So I looked at him and pulled a sarcastic smile.