I threw the door open and jumped into her arms.

"Shit Nessa your-" I looked up to see Y/n looking over my shoulder. "Okay," she slowly lead me into the living room closing the front door behind her. "What happened?"

I looked up at her and my eyes started to water. "I-I don't know, I just couldn't control myself," I shook my head looking down. "H-He's tried to rape me before but S-Summer was here and she wasn't this time so I panicked and I just couldn't..."

She clenched her jaw and lifted my head. "He-" letting out a deep breath she sighed. "We need to call the cops-"

"No!" I jumped and backed away from her. "Nobody can know what I did Y/n."

"You won't get in trouble I swear, it was self defense and-"

"You don't understand," my breathing became heavier. "David's dad will literally kill me if he finds out what I did. Fuck and now I brought you into this which means-"

"Nessa, baby-"

"He'll probably be coming after-"

Baby?

My eyes widened. "Your having a baby," I shook my head. "You need to go, I'm sorry I called but you shouldn't be involved-"

Y/n rushed over to me and pulled me into her arms. "Don't try and push me away now," she kissed my forehead which instantly caused my body to relax. "I still don't know exactly what's going on but, we can talk about that later," she leaned back and nodded towards the kitchen. "As of right we need to call the cops."

I shook my head and tried to push her away. "No his dad will-"

"Nessa- Hey," she cupped my cheeks. "Don't worry about his damn dad, I'll protect you now let's call-"

"You don't get it," I pushed her away. "You wouldn't get it Y/n, you don't understand that I'm trying to protect you and make sure your okay which means you shouldn't get involved with this fucking mess, I'm sorry I called I just panicked and you were the first person I thought of."

"I'm getting tired of people trying to protect me," she rolled her eyes. "I love the fact that you care about me enough to go through this on your own but, I hate the fact that you don't think I can help."

"It's not that I don't think you can help," I sniffed. "I'm just afraid of what'll happen if you do help."

"And I'm afraid of what'll happen to you if you don't let me help."

I sighed closing my eyes as she gently ran her thumb over my jaw. "Y/n-"

"I'm helping, plus I'm already here you can't just expect me to leave."

I met her eyes and swallowed deeply. "Okay, we can call the cops and go from there."

I rested my head on her shoulder as my adrenaline ran out. My ribs started to burn and so did just about every other part of my body.

She walked me over to the couch and sat me down. "Okay let me call them and then," she ran her eyes over my body. "Please tell me the only bruises you have are the ones on your face."

I shook my head as my lip started to tremble. Slowly lifting my shirt I showed her my bruised up stomach.

"Shit mama," she slowly reached out to touch my stomach and I flinched. "Sorry I won't touch you."

I looked down feeling ashamed. I really don't even want her to look at me anymore. Rolling my shirt back down I shook my head and crossed my arms. "Don't apologize, let's just call them yeah?"

I nodded as she pulled out her phone and dialed the number. I reached out grabbing her free hand and bit my lip. I should feel free, I should be happy that I don't have to deal with him anymore but, of course I can't because there's always something else. My life is just one, long, sad story and I'm afraid I'll never be truly happy and free.

"They said they'll be here in fucking thirty minutes when the police station is literally a three minute walk from here," she scoffed. "I should've told them that were white."

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you," I whispered. "Nobody was ever supposed to find out, even Summer found out by accident."

She shook her head. "Of course Summer knew, why'd you lie to me when I asked?"

"I didn't want you to get involved with my shit. I um, not only that but the panic attack you had after bringing up the topic of him hitting me really kept me from telling you. This is obviously a sensitive topic for you and I just," I sighed. "Dammit Y/n, I care about you so damn much that there's a million and one reasons why I didn't tell you."

She sat back on her butt and sighed. "I understand, trust me I get it, I just really hate that this had to happen to you for me to find out, this could've turned into something way worse you know that right?"

I nodded. "Yeah I do."

"Nessa after all this shit with the cops is over and your home, actually you won't be staying here you'll be with me or Jasmine or whoever you want to stay with we'll figure it out but, after that is over, I don't want you to keep shit from me, specifically your emotions," she leaned forward and rested her chin on my knee looking up at me. "Do not let your emotions build up and drive you crazy, don't pretend to be happy just for other people, focus on Vanessa and Vanessa only. And if you feel like crying at three in the morning or just being held, I will be there okay?"

A tear rolled down my cheek and I nodded. "Thank you."

I need to hear that, I needed someone to let me know they'll be there for me.

"Now, when the cops get here don't tell them anything that happened, you only talk to the cops that are questioning you."

"You mean I only talk when my lawyer gets here?"

She shook her head. "No, you won't be getting a lawyer because their going to let you go and you won't be going to court, trust me."

I nodded. "I trust you."

"Good, now they'll ask you questions and you have to let them know what happened, I know it might be hard but, how am I going to take care of you if your in prison?" She raised a brow. "They actually might just take you straight to the hospital and question you there. Also um, at the hospital your going to get a um...you know t-the kit and um that should be all the cops need. The bruises will prove that he beat you and that what you did to him wasn't excessive and you'll be done with them."

I shook my head and frowned. "How do you know all of this?"

She looked away and shrugged. "Let's just say I had to mature quickly and learn a lot at a young age."

My heart cleanched as I couldn't help but think of all the shit Y/n has been through. I know bits and pieces but damn, this girl has been through some shit.

"Well what about his dad?"

"How dangerous is his dad?"

"Um, he could kill the both of us and nobody would ever know, not even our friends and family."

"So pretty damn dangerous." She sighed running a hand through her hair.

"Y/n if it's too much-"

"It's not," she quickly said and then frowned. "Wait what's his dads name?"

"Um, Charlie Windor."

She scoffed. "What a fucking coincidence."

"What, do you know him?"

"Yeah I've um, met him before," she shook her head as a knock sounded at the door. "Thirty minutes my ass," she shook her head. "Okay, just let me handle his dad."

She stood and held her hand out allowing me to take it. "Shouldn't I have cleaned myself up?"

She shook her head. "No it's good you didnt."

"Police open up."

The doorbell rang and I nodded looking at Y/n. "Make sure they can see your hands." She whispered before pulling the door open.

Here we go.

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"Hey everything okay?" Quincy asked through the phone.

"Yeah it'll be fine, fuck Quincy I need your help with a lot of shit."

"You know I'll help you with whatever, when will you be back home?"

"About two or three hours um, is it cool if Vanessa stays with-"

"Of course it is, what happened with her by the way? You just rushed out of the house, fucking Jasmine was worried that you'd crash the car."

I chuckled slightly. "I bet um, let her know I'm okay and not to stress while she has my baby in her stomach."

"Hey Jasmine Y/n said-"

I heard rustling on the phone and after a while Jasmines voice rang through the phone. "You bitch, you just left without explaining shit, I panicked."

"I know I'm sorry, don't worry about me though okay?"

"Just," she sighed. "I'm going home because I'm exhausted, please be safe Y/n."

I nodded. "I will, you drive safe."

"I will."

"I love you Jazzy."

"I love you too Dino."

I smiled as Quincy started to talk again. "Awww you two are adorable."

I rolled my eyes. "Yeah yeah."

"Ms. King?" I turned and looked at the doctor. "You can go in there now."

"Thank you," I smiled. "Hey Quincy I'll see you when I get home tell Travis I said goodnight."

"For sure, see you later."

I nodded and hung up the phone. Walking towards Vanessa's room I sighed. If she didn't already kill Devil I definitely would have.

Knocking on the door I walked in and smiled softly at her. When I first saw her I couldn't help but think about my mom. When will it get this bad for her? Hopefully never, hopefully I'll have enough money to get her out of there and enough fans to expose my dad before it becomes worse than it already is.

"What'd the cops say?" I asked walking to the foot of her bed.

"They'll let me go when they get the results, the female cop said she knew I was telling the truth and that I'll definitely be going home tonight."

I smiled. "See, I told you everything would be fine."

She nodded. "I'll say it again, thank you Y/n, really."

"Scoot over," I said sitting next to her on the bed and gently placing my arm over her shoulder. "Stop thanking me, if anything I want to thank you for calling me."

She rested her head on my chest and sniffed. "I'm supposed to be honest right?" I nodded kissing the top of her head. "I feel disgusting and weak and I'm really starting to regret killing him."

I frowned. "Why do you regret killing him?"

She let out a shaky breath. "Because I don't want to feel like this, if I would've let him continue I'd probably be dead and I wouldn't have to feel like shit."

I clenched my jaw as I literally felt my heart break. "What your feeling is reasonable, I won't tell you that you shouldn't feel like that because he violated you, but I need you to realize that eventually you'll start to feel better. Remember when you told me that you love to model because you help inspire younger girls?" She nodded softly. "Nessa your literally a walking role model. You have no idea how many females are going through the same thing you went through. How many of those females have tried to tell but couldn't, or the ones that are too scared to talk about it, or even the ones who have told but nobody believed them. Your well known Nessa and you can help bring so much awareness to the situation," I gently lifted her head up and wiped her wet cheeks.

"You suffered so nobody else had to, you made a huge sacrifice. If you didn't fight back he would still be doing those things to you or some other girl. So yes, your going to feel horrible because what happened was horrible but, realize that what you went through will make you stronger and help you help others."

She bit her lip and chuckled. "Fuck, you just made it seem like I'm some kind of angle." I raised a brow smiling softly. "Stop," she whispered and cupped my cheek before sighing. "Y/n you promise you won't get tired of dealing with me?"

"I could never and if I do I'll just hand you off to Jasmine or Summer."

She laughed and rolled her eyes. "Yeah I bet."

"Look your laughing, that's a start to feeling better." I ran my thumb over her smile lines and she closed her eyes.

"Right, I got this, we got this."

"Hell yeah," I frowned. "By the way you could've spoiled the surprise that I'm having a baby."

"Oh thank God you already know."

I chuckled and shook my head.

I got you Nessa.

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