Author's Note: Attention! This chapter will contain sensitive subjects such as abuse, sexual assault, etc. If this triggers you or makes you uncomfortable, please skip this chapter. This will not be a graphic or gory chapter. There will be mentions, but nothing too crazy.
Your Pov:
I sat in my apartment, watching my phone ring. I didn't want to answer it. I haven't been able to talk to my family or any of my friends without him threatening to hurt himself or me. Who am I talking about? I'm talking about my boyfriend, if he can even be called that. His name is Matt. Matt Engarde. I met him when I was 15 and he was 21, which was 6 years ago. I lived in (S/n) while he lived in California. We met on the internet.
I know I should've known better, but I was young and dumb and scared. I still am! I gave him my number. At first, everything was fine. We were good friends. We texted a couple of times a day and sent stupid pictures. At the time, I was living with my parents, and once he founded out, he begged me not to tell my parents about him. I agreed. Big mistake.
I should've said something. Told someone, but once again, I was young, dumb, and scared. Everything was fine and he even asked me out but one day...he asked me for lewd pictures. I was seventeen when he asked me. At first, I thought he was joking, so I texted him back with 'Lol, funny joke!' He texted back immediately with 'I wasn't joking...'
After that, I said no, of course. That didn't stop him. He blew up my phone with texts saying that I would sent him the pictures if I really loved him and other stuff like that. After days of this, I sent him a picture. I knew it was wrong, but I just wanted him to leave me alone. After the first picture, he didn't ask again. I thought it was over, until I hung out with friends.
I told him that I was going to hang out with friends and that I wouldn't be able to text him like I usually did. He immediately blew up my phone with texts saying that if I didn't text or call him, he would hurt my friends and me. I told my friends that I couldn't hang out with them that night.
That leaves us with where I'm at now. I called my only friend, Apollo. I knew I needed to get help. I needed to get away. I was supposed to go on a date with Matt tonight, but he got mad when I said I was talking to Apollo. He's been silent. No calls, no texts, nothing. I locked my door and window. Suddenly, my phone buzzed. It was Matt. It said, I'm outside. We're going on a date. Remember?" I sent back that I was coming and left.
I went outside and saw him leaning against his car. Once he saw me, he stood straight and walked over. I felt like crying. I wanted to be anywhere but here. He led me to his car and drove us to the movies. He paid for our tickets and we went inside the theater. The room was empty. It was just me and him. The entire time diring the movie, he kept trying to touch my thighs and upper torso even though I told him to stop.
After the movie ended, we walked back out to his car. I wanted to go back home, but he had other ideas. He looked at me, "I know a place a little ways from here. Want to go?~" I shook my head, "I really have to get home. I have work tomorrow..." He laughed, "We'll only be like 20 minutes." He drove us to this 'place', which happened to be a parking garage. He kept trying to kiss me and take my shirt off. I knew what he wanted and I was scared. I was still young. This wasn't really what I wanted.
After 20 minutes, he took me home. After he left, I took a shower. I felt so...dirty. I wanted to call Apollo and scream and cry about what happened, but I was too shocked to even speak. That night, I didn't get any sleep. The next morning, I called Apollo and told him everything. I cried and sobbed, telling him that I was done with everything. I wanted to be done with Matt. Apollo came to my apartment 10 minutes later.
I opened the door and let him in. He gasped when he saw me, "Have you been crying?" I looked away, "Yes." He brought me to my bed and pulled me into a hug. I sat there in silence as he hugged me. The silence was comforting and I started to feel better, until my phone buzzed. Apollo grabbed my phone and looked at the text before putting my phone on the night table. He looked at me, "We're going to the police. If worse comes to worse, I will defend you."
I only nodded. We drove down to the police station with the vibrations from my phone being the only noise. Once we got there, Apollo helped me inside because I was shaking like a leaf. My phone was silent now. He sat me down in a chair before going up to the desk with my phone. I watched them talk and watched as Apollo showed the officer the texts. Then, the officer did something I couldn't believe. He rolled his eyes, turned off my phone, and handed it back to Apollo, "Look kid, you can't prove he sent those messages, can you? Just go home." I put my head in my hands.
Apollo approached me and helped me up. We went back to the car. I closed my eyes and dozed off to the sound of the engine. I woke up in a room that I didn't recognize. I was at Apollo's apartment. I heard the door click and it opened. Apollo came in, "Oh! You're awake." I went to answer him, when my phone buzzed. I turned my phone on and checked everything. I had 6 unread messages. I opened them shakily.
Matt: I went to get my jacket from your apartment and you weren't there!
Matt: WHERE DID YOU GO?!
Matt: WHO ARE YOU WITH!?
Matt: YOU BETTER ANSWER ME!
Matt: IF YOU DON'T...
Matt: I'LL KILL THAT LAWYER BOY, THE REST OF YOUR FRIENDS, AND YOU!
Matt: ...
Apollo grabbed the phone from my hand. He looked through the messages before turning off my phone again. He pulled me into a tight hug, "Everything will be alright." I pulled away from the hug and looked at him. He looked back at me. Slowly, we leaned towards each other. Then, our lips met in a soft, yet passionate kiss. After a bit, we pulled away. He smiled slightly, "I think I know where you belong." I tilted my head, "Where?" He gently grabbed my hand, "With me."
I blushed, "I...I feel that way too..." After that, he left me to get changed into some clothes Trucy left. I walked out of his room, only to find him on the phone, "Yes, Mr. Wright. No! Who's taking-? You?! How is that a valid reason?! N-No...Fine! Bye." He turned to me, "A-Are you ready? Mr. Wright wants us to come down to the office. We're taking your case." I could only nod as we left to the office. Once we arrived, Mr. Wright took some testimony from me and printed screenshots of the texts from my phone while Apollo tried to keep Trucy unaware of the case.
Suddenly, my phone buzzed. Mr. Wright looked at me. I checked my phone. Matt had sent me a single picture of the Wright and Co. Law Offices. Then, the lights went out. I showed Mr. Wright the picture as Trucy and Apollo came running in. Trucy looked scared, "Daddy, there's a man outside the office! I saw him on the camera. He has...a gun." Right as she finished, there was the sound of a gunshot. I jumped and hugged Apollo.
Mr. Wright locked the door, "Apollo, help me barricade the door. Trucy,
(Y/n), go hide." I looked towards Apollo, "But-!" Apollo cut me off, "Go! We'll come after we do this." I ran to the cleaning closet and climbed in. I closed it but left it open a small bit. I saw Trucy hide behind the filing cabinets. As we waited, we only heard the sounds of the being moved. Then, footsteps came towards the room. Mr. Wright came in with Apollo. Mr. Wright hid with Trucy while Apollo hid with me. Apollo hugged me and whispered, "We called the police. They're on their way-" The sound of the door being forced opened echoed throughout the office.
We all went silent. Another gunshot pierced the air. It was then that Apollo pushed me towards the back of the closet while putting his back to the door. He completely covered me. Another gunshot echoed. Closer this time. Footsteps approached the room. The door slammed open. Matt walked around the room until he stopped in front of the closet. I held my breath. The doors to the metal closet opened and the sound of a gun firing rang out twice before I heard a laugh and retreating footsteps. I felt Apollo slump as he fell from the closet.
It was then that I realized. Apollo protected me. He put himself in front of me in that closet to keep me from getting shot. I bent down on the ground, pressing cleaning towels to his bullets wounds on his back. Trucy and Mr. Wright found more towels to stop the blood. As Apollo laid on the floor, he shakily spoke, "D-Don't cry
(Y/n)..." He coughed, "Y-You're safe...And that's what matters to me..."
Before I could usher out another word, the police and a few paramedics rushed in. I watched as they loaded him onto a stretcher. Mr. Wright had to hold me back when Apollo's eyes closed.
We hurried to the hospital and waited. A doctor came up to us a few moments later, "For Mr. Justice?" We nodded. The doctor continued, "He is currently in surgery to get the bullets removed. With this surgery, however, there is a 50/50 chance that he may have to live the rest of his life in a wheelchair without any upper body strength." I started to cry. The doctor finished up, "We will let you know when he is allowed visitor's."
I cried as we waited. This was all my fault! If I hadn't gotten him involved or called him, he wouldn't be in the hospital right now. He may not be able to walk again. He probably won't even want to see me. A few hours later, the doctor came out, "Good news. Mr. Justice is recovering just fine and shows no signs of spinal injury. He should still be able to walk. He may also have visitors now."
I smiled. He can still walk! We went to his room. They let me go in alone. As I stepped inside, he sat up in the hospital bed, "(Y/n), please, come here..." I approached him, and before he could speak, I cut him off, "I'm sorry! You got hurt because of me! If I-" He cut me off, "This was not your fault. Don't blame yourself." He patted the space in the hospital bed, "Come cuddle with me." I carefully laid next to him and we drifted off to sleep.
After Apollo was discharged from the hospital, he took my case to court. After a long and hard 5 days, the court came to one conclusion: GUILTY. I smiled as the bailiff led Matt out of the room. I was finally free. No more suffocating dates or text messages. No more hurtful words.
I grabbed Apollo's hand and dragged him out of the court room. I was free, and I got my first taste of freedom with Apollo at my side.