A/N: So I'm not going to lie, I actually changed the direction that this chapter was going to take the story. It was a bit too much for me to wrap my head around. It's still pretty messed up. Anyway, if you like this story please review! I love reading what you guys think. For those of you that leave reviews, keep em coming. Thank you all for reading and I hope you enjoy.

There were many things that she knew with an absolutely certainty. The sun will rise, a year will pass, there are only 60 minutes in an hour, and Nate Gray wouldn't rest until she was dead. She wanted to run. She wanted to scream. Instead, she stood there frozen. Maybe if she didn't move he wouldn't see her. She closed her eyes as the tears started to fall. She heard him walk over to her. She felt his breath on the back of her neck. She could feel her entire body shaking. She was afraid, very very afraid.

"Nate please." She let out in a shaky whisper.

"Do you miss me Selly?" He asked as she felt his hands on her shoulders. "I've missed you." He whispered into her ear.

"Nate stop." She said with a shaky breath. She immediately sucked in air when she felt him whip her around and slam her body against the wall. He pushed the weight of his body against her and grabbed her face harshly.

"You will not tell me what to do!" He screamed in her face. He smelled heavily of alcohol. His dark eyes looked wild and cold.

"Nate, you're hurting me." She whispered. She tried to remain as still as possible. She knew that anything she did could provoke him.

"And what do you think you've done to me." He hissed. "Where have you been baby? You didn't stay here last night. Who were you with?" He asked as he slide his hand up her leg.

Immediately her stomach lurched. She wanted his hands off her. She knew she had to try to get away. She knew what he was about to do and she couldn't just let him do it. She kneed him in the groin and as soon as he let go of her face, she bolted to the door. She cried out as she felt his fingers grasp her ankle. She landed hard on her forearms. "You fucking bitch!" He screamed as he pulled her towards him. He placed both knees on either side of her hips and sat on top of her. She felt his fist collide with her face as she cried out in pain. She bucked her hips in an attempt to get out from under him, but he was too strong.

"Somebody help me!" She screamed before she felt his hand clamp over her lips.

He stood jerking her up with him. He shoved her against the wall and slapped her across her cheek. She could feel the hot tears as they streamed down her swollen and bruised face. He hit her again, causing her to fall against a table. The corner crashed into her ribcage causing her to cry out pain. As she crumpled to the floor, she couldnt even protect herself from the viscous kicks he landed to her stomach. She could taste the metallic sticky blood on her lips. "Please stop." She begged. She felt the sharp pain as he grabbed a fistful of her hair and drug her toward the bedroom. She began to panic. This can't be happening she thought. She realized that the only way she might survive this is if she stops fighting. A sob escaped her lips as he threw her onto the bed. The last thing she rembers is watching his hands as they unfastened his belt.

Demi and Camila spent the rest of the afternoon playing guitar and watching movies. Camila thought it was strange that her sister hasn't called and checked up on them, but she figured she must have been busy. She picked up her phone and sent her a quick text. Hopefully she replies soon, the teenager thought.

"Demi?"

"Yeah?" She said looking up from her guitar.

"Has Sel texted you today?"

"No. She's probably just really busy. Call her at the hospital." Demi suggested.

"Ok."

Before Demi could say anything else, she heard her phone ring. "Detective Torres." She stated.

"Dem." She heard Dom's voice say. "I need you to come to Selena's apartment." He sounded tense.

"Dom? What the fuck is going on?"

"Now Demi." He said as he hung up.

Immediately Demi grabbed her keys and jacket. "Camila! Lets go." She said to the girl. She immediately followed without question. She could tell that something was wrong. Demi felt sick. She fought the urge to call her partner back and focused on driving. She sped the entire way into the city. When she pulled up in front of the apartment, she saw the familiar sight of flashing red and blue lights and crime scene tape. Her heart dropped. Someone was dead. She parked her truck and ran toward the barricades. She flashed her badge and was immediately granted access. She pulled Camila behind her.

"What's happening?" The teenager asked.

"I don't know." Demi answered as she preactically ran up the stairs. She didn't want to sit in an elevator. It would have driven her mad. Once they made it to the apartment door, the uniformed officer stopped Demi and told her that Camila couldn't go in. "Stay here. I'll be right back." She told the now visibly upset teenager.

As soon a Demi walked through the door, she felt her throat constrict. She searched around for any clues as to what had happened. "Where's Selena?" She barked at one of the detectives.

"She's with Detective Davis in the room." He answered.

Demi ran down the hall. As soon as she approached the door she could see what she knew was a body covered in a white sheet. Her heart stopped. She walked over to body and pulled the sheet away. She saw Nate Grays lifeless eyes staring back at her. She let out the breath she didn't know she had been holding and quickly scanned the room. "Where the fuck is she?" She snapped at the posted officer.

"In the other room." He answered.

She exited the room with Nate's body and went down the hall. She could hear Selena softly crying. Slowly she pushed the door open and stepped into the room. She felt her blood boil as soon as her eyes found the woman she loved. Her face was bloodied and bruised. As soon as Selena saw her, she jumped off the bed and into her arms. Demi knew she had to be in a tremendous amount of physical pain, so she carefully wrapped her arms around the sobbing woman.

"Shh, shh. I've got you." She whispered into her hair. "I won't let go. I won't let go."

Selena grabbed handfuls of Demi's coat and clung to the tattooed detective for dear life. She buried her face into her chest as she sobbed uncontrollably. Demi was vaguely aware of Dom when he started speaking.

"Nate came and attacked her. She fought him and he drug her into the bedroom. She said that as he was pulling her clothes off, she was able to get her gun out of the nightstand. She shot him." He told her.

Demi nodded and continued to hold Selena. After what seemed like an enterntiy, she convinced Selena to get onto the waiting gurney in order to be transported to the hospital. She walked with the gurney to the front door where she found Camila waiting still. Camila gasped as he looked at her sister. "Go with her." Demi instructed the teenager.

"Dem. don't leave me." She heard Selena cry as the paramedics pushed her down the hall. "Demi!" She called out.

"It's ok baby! I'll be right there." She called out to the scared woman. "Dom!" She yelled.

"Hey." He answered.

"I'm going to the hospital. As soon as you finish, come an talk to me. I want to know everything."

"I will." He immediately recognized the rage burning in her brown eyes. Nate Gray should feel grateful that he was already dead.

Demi climbed into the back of the ambulance and immediately laced her fingers with Selena's. she lightly kissed her scraped and bloodied knuckles. "I'm here baby." She whispered as she placed a kiss on the bruised woman's forehead. She watched as Selena's eyes fluttered closed. The rest of the ambulance ride was spent in complete silence. Demi sat and watched as the paramedics tended to the beaten woman. Never again, she thought. I will never again let you out of my sight.

Once they arrived at the hospital, Slena was immediately taken to be examined. After what felt like a lifetime, A doctor finally told Demi what was going on.

"She's suffered some bruised ribs and she has a fractured wrist. Her face is pretty swollen and she's in a tremendous amount of pain. She's covered in scratches and bruises. It pretty typical for domestic violence victims." He stated. "We had to give her a sedative. She was extremely upset while we were examining her. She had a panic attack once she realized she had his blood on her."

"You what?" Demi asked. "You drugged her?"

"It's just so she can calm down. She's sleeping now. Her sister is with her. You can come back for questioning tomorrow."

Demi let out a humorless laugh. "I'm her fucking girlfriend you idiot." She said glaring at the doctor. She watched as Camila came down the hallway toward her.

"Hey." She mumbled. "Can you come with me?" She asked.

"I don't know, it depends on what Doogie fucking Howser says." She spit out sarcastically toward the doctor.

"Y...yes. That's fine." He stammered before walking away.

She wrapped an arm around the traumatized teenager as they walked toward Selena's room. Demi's breath caught at how broken her Selena looked. Her face was swollen and her skin was covered in ugly purple and blue marks. She clenched her jaw as she thought about the man that did this to her. He deserved to be dead. Silently she pulled Camila into her arms and placed a kiss on the top of her head as the teenager started to cry. Demi knew that there would plenty more tears ahead.