Chapter 8

Sazza

Back inside Sazzas heart was beating fast, thumping against her ribs. Pushing Nicky n Mark into the kitchen, she tried 2 focus her mind on her n Emmas clients. She darent think bout wot Emma was up 2 outside. Her life had been tough until she met Sazza n she always felt a certain responsibility over her. However, she knew, if only by the bruises she still showed after Emmas temper fit a couple of yrs ago, that she cud look after her self.

She pushed Nicky n mark into 2 chairs at the large round table n then headed towards the kettle. Tea? she asked n then placed 3 teabags into 3 cups without waiting 4 an answer. Her mind was racing...unthinkable thorts were dancing round her head...teasing her! She brushed bak her hair n turned towards the boys. They were both staring at her. What?!she exclaimed. Nothin, was the mumbled reply as they exchanged glances at each other. Sazza angrily grabbed the kettle n poured boiling water into the cups, before ordering the lads "dont dare move an inch" n heading into the lounge 2 take a peep out the window. It had been 10 minutes now. Half way 2 her n Emmas 20 minute check scheme, where if it had been longer than 20 minutes the other girl wud go n investigate wot was happening with the other 1. But even at 10 mins Sazza was worried. Emma normally had things sorted much quicker than this...n sumhow she just had a feeling sumthing was wrong. She pulled bak the curtain slightly n looked around anxiously. She saw nothing. It was pitch black outside. All she cud do was take a deep breath n cross her fingers behind her back.

Meanwhile in the kitchen Mark n Nicky were deep in discussion. After bein "looked after" by their body guards 4 a day they wanted 2 share plans 4 seducing the girls. They swapped details of their days in whispers n joked about plans 4 that nite, both confident that their plans would succeed. Although Nicky did hav 2 admit that he had never seen a girl quite like Sazza b4...

Neway, their conversation was stopped short wen Sazza strided bak into the kitchen. She took the teabags outa the cups, added Milk n sugar (2 for Nix...he has a sweet tooth that 1, Sazza noted with a brief smile) n then slammed the cups down on the table. She remained standing n sipped her tea nervously, taking a few steps occasionally n looking around all the time 4 Emma. She was agitated n the boys knew it, n she knew that they knew it n that agitated her even more!!

The next second, Sazza looked at her watch desperately, flung down her mug, stared threateningly at the lads n headed towards the front door. It was 18minutes now n she cud not bare 2 wait any longer. Sumthing was up. She knew it. She could feel it in her heart. It beated harder n harder but she tried 2 stay calm, pulling open the front door n assessing her surroundings. Everything was still. She stepped outside silently n moved towards the gate. Where was she? then she saw her. Thrust against the wall, unconscious, lay her frend. "shite" sazza cursed as she bent down 2 quickly asses her frend.

Establishing that she was actually alive n breathing she quickly scooped her up n carried her inside, calling 2 the boys as she entered.

"F***in hell" they shouted as they saw her n Nicky ran 2 the fone. "PUT THAT DOWN" sazza snapped, n quickly explained that Emma had a fear of hospitals n that shed b ok, it looked worse than it was. Sazza had seen her frend in a lot worse state than this but sumhow it still shook her up 2 c her beaten up. After laying her on the couch she tore her jacket off n held it tight against Emaas side, where she was bleeding, n orderd Nicky 2 get sum towels or sumthin 2 replace her jacket.

Mark was now kneeling at Emmas side. He noticed sumthing white hanging out of her pocket n pulled it out curiously. What he read shocked him, even scared him. It was his stalker. He suddenly felt extremely guilty n responsible. He noticed how vulnerable she looked lay there, although her tough image stil came across he sumhow knew that there was a soft side 2 this girl...n he was going 2 find it.

As Nicky handed a cloth 2 Sazza n she quickly replaced her jacket wiv it, he looked from her 2 Emma 2 Mark n suddenly felt his hand resting on Sazzas shoulder. Poor girl, he thort...