Helen wasn't sure what was happening around her, her head buzzed from the pain of being struck, the only good news was the ringing in her ears were gone but the pain was there. Her eyes were wildly looking around her as the sounds returned to her ears. There was the sound of cracking bones and screams of pain, she was certain that she wasn't the one making that sound, couldn't be. Her eyes finally found Eric's body as she slumped to the ground. It felt wrong, her clothes weren't on right. Last thing she wanted was to be with a stranger with her skirt down.<br/><br/>After fighting with it she got it back into place on her hips but it was over stretched and was sure to slid off her when she moved. Though at this very moment she had no intention of moving because the pain seemed to come back in full firce when she moved. For the moment she held her breath watching Eric as he beat her husband she wanted to tell him to stop but she was more afraid of him turning his rage on her just as her husband had. She didn't understand what she had done wrong tonight it all made no sense to her, and once her husband was knocked out and Eric started walking to her, it made even less sense.<br/><br/>She flinched once he got close enough to her, though they had spent a couple of hours talking he was still a complete stranger to her. Though somewhere in the back of her mind she thought it would be better to go with him than to go to her father's to give him a heartattack with the way she looked now.<br/><br/>"No I have niwhere else to go and Iam not going home if he will be going there. My father doesn't need to see me like thi... I don't want him to worry or have a heartattack."<br/><br/>At the moment she felt hopeless, lost even, was going to be days before she could go out. She was going to have to find some way to get ahold of her father so he didn't worry about her. At this point she didn't bother to look at Eric, her eyes was starting to swell and her lip was split as she pushed along the car to stand up.  She looked along the ground like she was searching for something, she had brought her purse in with her, right? Next to one of her husband's  buddies who was still moaning in pain. She snatched it up quickly before she moved back.<br/><br/>"I feel like Iam going to be sick."<br/><br/>Maybe the beer was looking for a way back out after the shock and pain she had just went through. She wobbled away  from the car and the men, still avoiding any kind of eye contact.<br/><br/>"You can take me to a motel, I have money for a room."