Millie
Today had been one of them days where you just wanna go and have a drink. Today was tough at work but it was the days that made the job worthwhile for me. We had a dad that wanted access to his kids but his ex was being difficult about visitation so he went round there and kicked up a huge fuss, the kids wanted to see their dad but the mother was filling the kids heads with rubbish stories about him. We've helped so that the dad seeks legal advice so that he can finally get the access he wants to his kids. The best thing about that is the kids don't blame their dad for not visiting as they understand what their mother is like and they know that she's made it difficult. He had no criminal record, he wasn't on drugs, he wasn't a drinker, he had a job and a stable home… there was no reason he couldn't see them apart from the ex denying access because they had a bad break up. It's was horrible that women like that could just stop their kids seeing their dad because she doesn't like him, she liked him well enough to lay down and make the kids with him. Why was he suddenly such a terrible person and not allowed to see the kids?

Situations like this make me think about my relationship with Max and yes I mean Max Carter. We've been in a relationship for over a year now. If me and Max were to ever have children and then split up I couldn't stop them seeing him unless he did something terrible. I know Max would never do something that bad anyway. I wouldn't stop the children seeing Max just because we had broken up, that wouldn't be fair. The way I look at it is, if they go to their dads then I would get a break and can do what it was I wanted and needed to do and the children can bond with their dad. Everyone wins in that situation but then again I was a normal person and I didn't need the likes of Jeremy Kyle helping me deal with my life.

Sadly Max was working late tonight so I probably wouldn't see him until tomorrow, to help me take my mind off the day. The girls have asked me to go for a drink with them and I agreed but mainly so I wouldn't have to sit in that house all on my own… I love the house me and Max brought together a couple months ago but I hate staying in there all on my own. It's an old house that makes lots of creaking noises and at night it sometimes sounds like there is someone walking around in the loft or downstairs even though there isn't. Max knows I hate all the noises so we're going to get some builders in to look at the structures and see what they can do about it.

I closed my locker and looked at myself in the mirror in the locker room just to make sure I looked OK to go the pub. I'm not trying to impress anyone but you want to look half decent when you go out for a drink, even if I am just with the girls. I smiled to myself and grabbed my bag before opening the door. I jumped when I saw Max standing in front of me with his arm raised like he was going to knock "You scared me" I told him.

"Sorry" He replied and we shared a quick peck "I'm also sorry that I'm working late tonight, it's just to finish up on paperwork so hopefully I won't be too long" He told me "Are you sure you're going to be OK on your own in the house until I get home?" He asked me.

"Actually… I'm going for a couple of drinks with the girls" I admitted.

"OK, do you need money for a cab or anything?" He questioned.

"No I'm OK" I replied.

Max walked me to reception where the girls were waiting for me "I will see you in a few hours" He said and we kissed again "Look after her" He said to the other girls and I just rolled my eyes at him.

"Don't worry Max, we'll take good care of her" Mel said with a smirk on her face as she linked arms with me and we walked out of the station towards the pub.

"That's sweet that he cares about you" Sally said to me as we walked into the pub.

We found a table and Mel said she was going to get the first round in. Me and Sally sat at the table together and she kept commenting on how cute me and Max were together "He's a good guy" I told her as Mel came back and handed everyone their drinks "I used to think he was uptight, mean and married to job but I've seen another side of him… and I like it" I told them.

"So really all he needed was a good seeing to" Mel said and we all started laughing "C'mon Millie, tell us something we don't know about Max" She challenged.

"He talks in his sleep" I told them.

"What does he say?" Sally questioned.

"What doesn't he say? The first time I heard him say 'I love you Millie' was when he was passed out" I said and we all giggled again "The next morning he didn't remember it and I sounded like a fool bringing it up to him" I added.

"But he obviously does love you" Mel said.

"I know he does… now" I replied.

After a while we got just sitting there so we decided to go and play pool. The loser had to take a shot. I was rubbish and pool and knew I was going to lose every game and end up really drunk. I leaned down to take my shoot when a hand landed on my bottom, I turned around and saw someone I'm pretty sure I've arrested standing behind me smiling "Alright Darlin'" He said.

"I'm spoken for" I told him.

"I don't see a ring on your finger" He replied and stood close to me so I couldn't move away "And until I do, you're fair game sweetheart" He said to me.

"I don't think so sunshine" Mel jumped in "Don't make me get my warrant card out" She warned him.

"You're old bill?" He questioned. All three of us got out our warrant cards out at the same time and he sighed in annoyance "You're too hot to be old bill, why can't you be like a barmaid or something?" He questioned.

"What did you say your name was? I'm pretty sure I've seen your face on a poster at the station" I said to him and he held his hands up in surrender and walked away. Me and the girls giggled and carried on the game.

What a shock! I lost. I had to do a shot of Mel and Sally's choice, I have no idea what it was but it was the most disgusting thing I have ever tasted in my entire life. Mel and Sally played and Sally lost so me and Mel got to chose a shot for her, we went with black Sambuca knowing that Sally hates it. Sally did the shot and I thought she was going to be sick. The last game was between me and Sally, the two losers. Whoever lost out of us too had to do 3 shots of jaga.

The game was close but I lost. Mel and Sally presented me with the shots and after taking a deep breath and shaking my head I did the three shots and nearly went to the bathroom to be sick. What I needed was some fresh air, it was starting to feel a little warmer in here then it really was. I went out the back to the smokers area to see it was deserted, I took a seat on one of the benches and took a few deep breaths.

I heard someone coming towards me and looked up to see the guy that had touched me up earlier "Let's see how tough you are without your friends now… copper" He said and stroked his finger down my cheek.

"Let go of me before I arrest you" I told him.

"For what?" He questioned leaning down so his face was an inch from mine.

"Sexual harassment" I replied.

"Millie?" I looked behind the gangster wanna be and saw the two girls staring at me "You ready to go?" They asked and I nodded, I stood up from the bench and walked around the guy before walking back inside "You OK?" Mel asked me.

"I'm fine" I replied.

The three of us walked out to the front of the pub and the other two wrapped their coats around them "You need to call a cab?" Sally asked.

"No it's OK. I only live a five minutes away" I told them.

"Millie's it's late and we're in London, it's not safe to walk home alone and if you get so much as a stubbed toe Max is going to kill us" Mel said.

"Honestly it's fine" I replied as a taxi pulled up.

I argued with the girls for another minute or two about walking home. They finally got in their taxi and let me walk home, honestly I needed the walk home. I don't think sitting in a car going over speed bumps was going to make me feel much better. I just wanted to get home, get into my pj's, have a cuddle with Max and go to sleep.

Finally I made it home and I made sure to lock the door behind me. I walked straight upstairs to change into my pj's and just as I was about to get into bed I heard the doorbell go. Did Max forget his house key again? You would think he would have his car key and house key on the same key ring but no. Max likes to make life difficult for himself. I groaned and got back out of bed and climbed down the stairs "Did you forget your key again?" I questioned as I opened the front door.

It wasn't Max. I was shoved back into the house and all I could see was someone in a hoodie, I'm guessing a male. I kicked him in the leg then headed for the stairs so that I could get to my phone and call Max. As I reached the third step he grabbed my leg and pulled me back, I whacked my face on the stairs and then I was laying on the hallway floor. He sat on top of me so that I couldn't move and then he pinned my arms down to the floor above my head "You gonna get your warrant card out?" He asked me.

I recognized the voice, it was the guy from the pub "Get off me!" I shouted at him and tried to get out of his grasp but he was too strong for me.

"I don't think so sweetheart" He replied. He let go of my hands and started tugging at my jeans to get them off me, I managed to scratch him and shove him but it was useless, he managed to undo the string to my pajama bottoms. I started screaming hoping one of the neighbors would hear me and call the police "No one is coming to help you" He told me.

He started to pull his tracksuit bottoms down and I tried fighting against him more then I have ever fought before. I don't know how he became so strong, maybe it was me being weak after drinking all that alcohol and taking all them shots tonight. Without a word of warning he pushed into me hard and I cried out "Stop it!" I shouted at him as he started moving in and out of me "Please" I pleaded with him as I started to cry "Just stop it" I said to him.

When he was finished with me he stood up and looked down at me with disgust in his eyes "You think you saw my face on a poster?" He questioned "Now you're going to see my face every time you close your eyes, every time you man touches you you're going to think of me" He warned.

I laid there in shock not being able to move, I can't believe what had just happened. He looked down at me and laughed before taking a photo of me on his phone and then walking out of the house. He even shut the door behind him. I just laid there getting my breath back and calming myself down thinking about what had just happened. I can't believe it.

Eventually I was able to move so I got up off the floor and run up the stairs, forgetting about my jeans laying on the floor. I ran into my bedroom and picked up the phone and called Max "I know I'm late, I promise I'll be home in the next hour" He told me as he picked up.

"Max I need you to come home" I said to him as I started crying again.

"What's the matter?" He asked me suddenly very concerned.

"Please just come home… now…" I pleaded with him.

"OK I'm on my way now" He replied.