𝙁𝙡𝘼𝙈𝙀 // 𝙀𝙑𝘼𝙉 𝘽𝙐𝘾𝙆𝙇𝙀𝙔

Thirty - four.

⚠️TW⚠️ -  there is some ptsd/ panic attack written. Incase someone may be triggered.
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"Hey, Kate" buck gently rubbed her arm, not wanting to startle her awake

It had only been a week since she was attacked, she was poised with the constant nightmares, reminded every night of what he had done.

Kate flinched, she jolted - regrettably - sending pain up and down her body.

"It's okay, it's just me" buck reassured

Kate exhaled, she rubbed her face "I'm sorry"

"What did I tell you about apologising"

Kate nodded "Right, yeah. Don't do it"

"I wanted to wake you before I left, you need to take the pain meds"

Kate nodded, with the help from Buckley she at up against the headboard.

Kate hated how she looked now, her eye was still bruised, healing cuts on her face. Her stomach full of bruises. Her wrist was in a cast, She hated what he did to her

Evan could see it in her face, he felt useless. All he could to was reassure her but sometimes he knew it wasn't enough, he would give anything to take the pain away for her.

Kate sat up, she stood up from the bed. Pain striking around her whole torso, she held onto bucks arm and walked slowly out of their room.

Kate sat down at the table, Evan handed her some pain medication and small glass of water.

"Why don't I stay with you today. You have to give your statement" he offered,

"No, I appreciate it but I'd rather do it alone plus I've got therapy today. I might stop by today, if that's okay

"Are you kidding, of course it's okay." He kissed her forehead "I have to go, but call me if you need anything At all okay"

"I know" she nodded, "I love you"

After Evan left Kate set up her laptop for the video conference, she was giving her statement today; she was dreading having to talk about what happened. It was only a week but they needed her statement, she'd have to do it again soon for the court case.

"Hi Kate, I'm officer smith. I'll be taking your statement on the account of what happened on November 15th. So whoever you are ready, we can take a break if you need"

"I was home sick that day, at 2:30 Adam invited himself into my home, I backed into the counter and felt a knife so I hid in the waistband of my pants. He ordered me to sit down and when I said no he pulled out a knife. He started to yell and shout about my life, about how I'd moved on so quick. I argued back and then he.. " Kate paused, the memory flashed in front of her eyes like a movie scene "he hit my eye multiple times which blew my eye socket, he started to say look what you made me do and I got angry.. I called him a pathetic drunk who ruined his own life, he punched me in the nose after that, than he continued to rant about me and my life and when I argued back he punched me again, I landed on the ground this time. I sat against the bottom press and I laughed.. god I laughed at him - how stupid is that"

"Do you need a minute?"

"No, no I want to get this done"

"I asked if his was going to kill me, he said he just wanted me to come home. I told him that he had me and when I tried to leave he flung me around our kitchen, that he mentally drained me for months. He yelled and screamed like a child. I called him a lying drunk who couldn't stay sober long enough to spell it. At this point I had really pissed him off, he came charge toward me with an open hand - I assumed he was going to slap me or something so I took the knife to his hand, it went straight through his palm. I pulled the knife out Of Adams hand stumbled away"