TRIGGER WARNING! MATURE! GRAPHIC! ASSAULT, EATING DISORDER, CHEATING, SEX, SEXUAL ASSAULT, ABUSE, TORTURE, STALKING!!!!!!!!
I've known Rowan my entire life. He's been my brothers best friend since childhood. But what happens when he tells me he want...
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"H-Hi. I'd like to get a rape kit done."
The nurse looked at me with sad and wide eyes. She nodded her head at me. Speech stuttering slightly. She clearly has never had to deal with a situation like this before.
Everything inside of me wanted to call Finley. However I knew damn well he wouldn't be able to handle it. So I didn't. I didn't call him, Vera Josh, Nate, Logan or even Toby. I didn't call a single person.
I just dealt with it alone. Handling it alone. Completely alone. Even though I wanted to call every single one. To be here with me. To support me. Shit I don't know. Just being near me. I suppose.
"Would you like me to call anyone for you sweetheart?"
I looked at the nurse and just stared at her. Not saying anything. For what seemed like a long time.
"Honey?"
I looked at her and shook my head. "Uh - uhm no. I don't. I don't uhm. No. It's okay."
She looked at me and her face softened. She looked at me with tears in her eyes.
"I can stay. If you'd like."
I looked at her and gave her a small smile. Before I could answer her the door opened.
"That son of a bitch. He has some god damn balls. That's for fucking sure."
I looked at detective Manning and gave him a small smile.
"There was witnesses. A girl mainly. She walked in on him."
Manning sighed and looked at me. "Are you okay?"
I looked at him and shrugged my shoulders. "Not the first. I can handle it."
He smiled at me and I handed him my phone. He looked at the picture and looked at me.
"Fuck Skyla. I'm sorry. I should have arrested him by now." "You don't have enough evidence. It's not your fault. Rowen is smart. He never leaves much. Except when it comes to me for some reason."
He looked at me and sighed. "I need-"
"Go ahead. It's fine. Just try to get it back preferably soon."
Manning nodded his head and put my phone into his pocket.
"You shouldn't do this alone. Let me call your brother or Logan."
I wiped my tears away and shook my head. "N-No. Finley is barely holding on by a fucking thread. He can't handle his best friend attacking his sister again. He will loose it Manning. And I can't call Logan. I'm in the process of avoiding him."
Manning smiled and grabbed his phone shaking his head.
"Who are you calling?"
Manning looked at me and shook his head. Completely ignoring me.
