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Saving a lost beauty

I had just finished my afternoon shift at work on Friday and was headed for the local watering hole to have several cold beers and celebrate the fact that I survived another week. It was a warm June evening and I drove along the city streets through the worst part of town. I usually cut across the shady section of Detroit as I could get to the bar faster and there was usually no traffic to screw with. Tonight’s the same, burnt vacant houses and empty factories and nothing good going on. As I came to the stop sign I thought I saw something on the street. I turned on the high beams and sure enough there was something along the side of the road. I moved over to avoid hitting it and as I was about to pass by it moved. My God, it looked like a person lying in the road. I slammed on the brakes and backed up past it and turned so my headlights would sine on it. Sure enough it was a human body. I threw the truck in park and got out. Knowing what this part of town was like, I reached under the seat and grabbed my S&W nine millimeter pistol. I got out of the pickup and carefully walked around the front of my truck and made my way to the body. When I got up close I could see that it was the body of a young woman. Just as I was bending over to see if she was alive she raised her arm and begged “help me please.” She scared the living shit out of me and I almost fell over backward. I regained my composure and moved closer to her. I could see that she was bruised up and had obviously been ...

... beaten up. I wasn't sure if I should move her or call an ambulance. “Help me please” she cried “I need help.” “It’s OK” I assured her “I will get you help.” “No police” she said “please don’t get the police.” “You need to go to the hospital” I explained “you could be hurt bad.” “No hospital, no police, please” she begged as she began to cry “I need help.” “Can you move? Are you able to stand?” I asked her “we need to get the fuck out of here.” “If you will help me I think I can walk” she answered holding out her hand. I took her hand and I helped her to her feet. She was fairly tall and I put my arm around her and helped her to the truck. I opened the door and picked her up and sat her inside on the seat. Once the light inside the truck hit her face I could see the bruises and I quickly finished loading her into the truck. As soon as I had her inside I closed the door and ran around and got in my side. I drove like a wild man to get away from that part of town and headed for the hospital on my side of town. She was sort of slumped over in the seat and I hoped that I hadn't done the wrong thing by loading her in the truck. I am not much of a doctor but I had some first aid training that always taught you not to move a victim if you didn't know what had happened. I looked at her and thought that she was very attractive and wondered why someone had done this to her. I pulled into the hospital and up to the Emergency Room Entrance sign and stopped the truck. I got out and went ...