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Most parts will be in Neela's POV, so if a part doesn't have a name next to it, it will be in her POV.
Part 7 – Abby's POV
It felt like hours before the police arrived. Neela just lay back against her pillows sobbing every so often. I'd never seen her like this before. The doorbell ringing shocked me and I stood up and went to answer it
"Don't leave me" Neela pleaded from her bed. Her voice was weak and slightly hoarse from crying. I smiled reassuringly at him from the bedroom doorway "I've just got to answer the door ok? I'll be a few seconds" I left the room and went to the door. I opened it and smiled at the two female officers that stood there, "Neela Regostra?" the taller of the two officers looked slightly confused at the sight of me. "No I'm Neela's friend Abby Lockhart. Neela's through here" I led the two in to Neela's room. She was now sat up in bed.
"Hello Neela. I'm Catherine Harrison and this is my colleague Sarah Jacobs" the shorter of the two officers spoke with a soft voice. Neela smiled a small smile at her but it was a weak attempt. "I want to get away from her" Neela's voice was filled with fear and determination. She looked at me, pleading with me. I looked at the officers "is there anyway we can do this somewhere else?" the two officers looked at each other and started talking in very low voices, so low that I couldn't work out what they were saying. "Well we could go to the station. We'd have to go there later anyway. Is that ok with you Neela" Neela nodded and started to climb out of her bed clutching the dress gown tighter around here.
"We'll wait outside while you get dressed" the two officers left the room and with a finally look a Neela, I went out with them. They looked down at the crumpled dress in the hall, "that's what she was wearing tonight" I told them. Sarah nodded to the other and went outside, she returned a few minutes later with a clear plastic bag and a pair of latex gloves. She slipped the gloves on and gently placed the dress in the bag. Neela came out in the hall, she walked slowly towards the door but just before we got to it, she stopped dead.
"I can't go out there. He could be there" Catherine went to the door and opened it. She looked outside. "Theres nothing out there sweetheart. You'll be ok" Neela looked at me and I nodded. She grabbed hold of my hand, gripping it so tightly I thought she'd cut of my circulation, together we walked out to the police car and climbed in.
Part 8
The police station was very bright. The police officers took me in to a small room with a bed in. I wanted Abby with me but the officers had said she had to stay outside while they did the examination. From behind a curtain a doctor appeared, a tall thin woman with tied up brown hair. She had very large soft brown eyes. She smiled at me. The officers left the room. "Hello there. Right I'm Dr Barrett. There's a gown behind that curtain that I need you to put on ok?" I nodded at her and went behind the curtain, changing from my t-shirt and trousers in to the gown; it was very much like a hospital gown. I stepped back out and around the curtain and at the doctors say so, I climbed up on to the bed. She grabbed her rape kit from the table and started to do the examination. I winced a couple times. When she was done she smiled at me, telling me to sit up.
"Ok honey. Could you pull the gown down so I can see your chest and back" I did as I was asked. She looked very carefully at my back; she grabbed a Polaroid camera from her desk and took some photos of my back. She touched something on my back and I winced, it hurt.
"sorry". I looked down at my chest noticing some scratch marks for the first time. I hadn't even felt them there. She looked at them too, taking photos of them like she had what ever was on my back. Gently she placed the camera back on the desk. "Ok all done" so left the room and the two officers came back in.
"ok Neela, we'll take you to an interview room now" Catherine smiled at me "and if you want, your friend can sit in with you" I smiled back at her gratefully and we went towards the interview rooms, Abby was sat sheepishly outside on of them. Catherine led us in to a free one and we sat on the hard seats. "ok Neela, can you tell us the name of the man that did this" Sara asked softly, I started sobbing again just thinking about him.