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Somebody's Hero

SEVERAL HOURS LATER...

I woke up blurry-eyed in the dark of my studio. Deavon had left me there after beating me. I shakily crawled to my bag and grabbed my phone. I dialed 911 and tensely looked around to be sure I was alone.

"Hello." EMT said.

"Hi. I...I need help." I stuttered.

"What's your emergency?" EMT said.

"I was beaten and...I...I was raped." I said, softly sobbing.

"What is your location?" EMT said.

"I'm at 705 W Broadway, in an old warehouse." I said.

"We have someone on the way. Do you want me to stay on the line?" EMT said.

"No." I said.

"Alright." EMT said. The second I heard the line click I dialed Jesse's cell but I got his voice mail. It hurt me to think that he was so mad that he wasn't gong to talk to me again. I couldn't, wouldn't let myself think that. I'm sure his phone is off or something.

Shortly I heard a female officer shout, "Hello?"

"I'm in here!" I yelled. I jumped back when the officer opened the door and turned on the light.

She ran to me an softly said, "I'm Officer Sheridan. Can you stand?"

"I can try." I said, grabbing her arm for support.

"I'm not gong to asked you what happened until after the doctor tells me you aren't severely injured. All I need to know now is, do you know who did it?" Officer Sheridan said.

"Yes, his name is Deavon Snippens. He's my dance partner." I said, taking a deep breathe to keep from breaking down.

"I need your permission to run a rap kit. It will give us even more evidence if he doesn't confess." Officer Sheridan explained as she lead me to an ambulance.

"Whatever you need to do." I said, nodding.

"I have no doubt in my mind that we will send him where he belongs." Officer Sheridan said. I just nodded as she continued to explain court issues we may run into and other legal stuff.

I was taken to a quiet part of the hospital where a female doctor, with a name tag that said 'Dr. Swiets', was waiting. She had me strip so she could examine all bruises and cuts. She took pictures of everything, and placed my torn clothing in evidence bags. She then carefully performed the rap kit. After she had finished she gave my sweats to wear and said, "I need you to take a pregnancy test in two and four weeks. I believe I cleaned you mostly up but there is still the possibility. I can run it if you want me too or you can have your physician do it." Dr Swiets said.

"I'd prefer to come to you." I said.

"I'll set up an appointment." Dr Swiets said.

"Ok." I said. I though that horrible thought or carrying Deavons hideous child. Sadly I know I would love it anyway.

"Are you ready to tell me what happened? I just need a summery now. I can give you a few days before I get a detailed description of the actual rap." Officer Sheridan said.

"Where do you wanna do this?" I asked.

"The room next door was made for this very purpose." She said.

After we sat down with Officer Sheridan across from me, I said, "It started the day we met. He would overly flirt with me and I made it a point that he knew I had I boyfriend That I'm madly in love with." I started.

"What's your boyfriend's name?" Officer Sheridan said.

"Jesse McCartney." I said, waiting for a reaction.

"You're famous! That makes my job ten times easier. Not only can you afford a good lawyer but a judge will trust you more than a low life like Deavon. I looked him up and he has a dirty file." Officer Sheridan said.

"Go figure. Anyways, he kept saying things like, he wanted me, or I'm hot. I kept telling him to back off and would at the moment. We argued all the time. He has a scary temper. I lost my cousin not too long ago and I had to leave for her funeral. When I came back he didn't show up for practice. So, I got a cab and went to his house. At first he treated me really nice but totally turned monster on me and started screaming at me. He shoved me to the wall and tried to seduce me or something. He kept me crushed to the wall and tried to convince me to go to his room with him. Luckily then I was able to knee him in the groin. I ran as hard as I could." I said, remember the bruise that was still there.

"And that was the first time he actually attacked you?" Officer Sheridan asked.

"Yes and the doctor got a pic of what is left of the bruise from it. I had a bruise clear across my collar bone. It's only left on my right shoulder that's were it was the worse." I said.

"It's healed very well so far." She said.

"I couldn't go to practice for days." I said, taking a shaky breath.

"Take your time." She said.

"When I did I went early to see if I could switch partners. I had already decided that it was going to be my last practice with Deavon. I was unsuccessful because Deavon walked up and I froze. Practice was okay until he kissed me. He shoved his tongue down my throat and made me want to vomit. It could've gotten worse but Jesse walked in. I raced after Jesse and tried to explain but he wouldn't listen. By the time I stopped crying enough to leave, Deavon was gone. I stopped by the house to let Jesse know I was going to my studio, where you found me. Deavon came in not thirty minutes after my arrival. I yelled at him...I got him pissed. He slapped me to the ground and kneeled over me yelling at me, 'You will be mine!'. He grabbed my wrist, I started screaming help and I tried to escape him. He pinned me and tore my tights to shreds. I kept fighting him. He raped me, slapped me around some more, and left me in the dark. I blacked out minutes later. I woke up, dialed 911, and here we are." I said.

A knock at the door interrupted our conversation.

"Yes?" Officer Sheridan said.

"Officer Miller reporting. I need Rebecca Engfer." He said, coming in.

"May I ask for what?" I said.

"Of course. You are Jesse McCartney's girlfriend, correct?" He said.

"Yes. What happened?" I said, with wide-eyes.

"He was in a car accident. It seems he was on the way to your studio. He might've been there in time if not for the oil spill. He spun into a pole but wasn't injured until another car spun into the driver's side. He has a small concussion, a broken arm, a broken leg, and several cracked ribs. He's on heavy medication but he insisted on you coming. The doctor can tell you more." He said.

"Take me to him." I demanded, jumping up.

I ran into the room when the officer pointed it out. A cry slipped out when I saw Jesse laying there in the hospital bed. "Oh, baby! I'm so sorry." I said, running to his side.

Jesse didn't say anything he just tenderly grabbed my hand and brought it to his face. I collapsed to my knees with my head resting on the bed. He lifted my chin to look me in the eyes.

"What happened?" Jesse said, scanning my face. I watched his eyes fill with hurt with each bruise.

I bit my lip as I felt the tears pour down my face. All I could manage to say was, "Deavon."

Jesse's face twisted as he tried to cover his rage. "What did he do?" Jesse said, through clenched teeth.

"He...he...he raped me." I said, looking down with shame. "Earlier the kiss you saw I promise was nothing. He forced himself on my. I was scared of what he might do. Remember that day I was shaken after practice. Well he had pinned me to the wall then. I didn't want you doing something that would take you from me, so I didn't tell. He had control over me because I was scared and stupid." I quickly said.

"No. He assaulted you. That gives you every right to be scared." Jesse said.

"I'm not scared anymore, just ashamed. I was saving that for you." I said, sobbing harder.

"Get up here." Jesse said, patting the bed. We held each other for what seemed like forever, but a male doctor walked in interrupting us.

"Hi. I'm Dr. Syper. You must be Rebecca." He said, as I slide out of the bed and into a chair.

"Yeah. When can we go home?" I said.

"Well, we need Jesse to stay one night for observation but it might be easier for him to stay longer. Caring for him will be difficult." He said.

"I can handle it." I said.

"You will have to do everything around the house, bathe, change, transfer, and doctor Jesse. Are you sure you can handle that?" he said.

"I had a job at a camp for the disabled four summers in a row. I have done everything you said many times over." I stubbornly said.

"He's going to be in a chair for six - eight weeks and will need his muscles on his right side massaged to keep them from going stiff until physical therapy. He can't start that until his cast are off. Also there are meds to deal with." He said.,

"What part of I can handle it did you not understand? With love and determination anything is possible. I have an abundance of both. And I'd like to see you stop me." I dared.

"Whatever you want. It's your guys' decision. All his meds will be labeled." Dr. Syper said.

"We'll check out in the morning." I said.

"Okay." He said, walking out.

"Are you sure you want to take care of me, honey? We can hire a nurse." Jesse said.

"You think I would let anyone else put there hands on my man? No way!" I said, with a smile. "I wouldn't have it any other way." I said, tenderly looking at him.

"Good." Jesse said, patting the bed next to him.

I returned to my earlier spot. Jesse softly kissed my forehead and held me as close as possible. Even though the past day had been the hardest in both of our lives so far nothing could take away the love we have for each other, and that's what gave me hope to go on.

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