A/N: I don't own them. Don't remind me. Anyway, please review. I love reviews; they are my human catnip. And forgive me, I am working on four different stories at once. So now you know why if I don't update quickly.
Horatio and Calleigh pulled up to her apartment in the massive hummer. Being with Horatio made her feel safe. She didn't have to worry about being hit or anything. But, that's how she felt about John before he started abusing her.
"Well we're here." Horatio said, interrupting her thoughts.
Calleigh turned her head to face her apartment. As she did this she noticed another car in her parking space.
"Yeah. Horatio?" she asked.
"Hmm?" He asked as he parked the Hummer beside the curb.
"I… uh… never mind. I'll be right back."
As much as she wanted him near her, Calleigh didn't want to bring Horatio into her problem.
Calleigh exited the Hummer and walked into her apartment building. When she reached her floor, she immediately noticed that her door was ajar.
"Okay, I've dealt with him for over a month. I can handle ten more minutes." She said to herself as she took a deep breath.
Calleigh slowly walked through her door into her apartment. She could barely take three steps into the living room before stepping on something. All her stuff was thrown all over the apartment. Things were broken, torn, and strewn.
"Oh… my god." She said, making her way toward her bedroom.
'Just hurry up, get your stuff, and get out of here.' She thought. Calleigh started randomly grabbing clothes that she found on the floor. At this point, she didn't care if it was dirty or clean. As she went through her dresser, the bedroom door abruptly shut. Calleigh spun around and was face to face with John.
"John, I… uh… was just getting some things. I'm staying at a friends house for the night." She said, not doing a very good job of covering.
"Don't lie to me BITCH!" he said as he stormed over to her.
"I'm no…" Calleigh said before being cut off by John's massive hand, wrapped around her throat.
His grip was hard, limiting her air supply. As hard as she tried, Calleigh could not brake free from his grasp. John lifted her off the ground and pinned her against the wall by her neck. She clawed at his hands but it was no use, he wouldn't let go.
"I know you're going to see him. Do I look like a dumb ass! Don't fuck with me you stupid bitch." Hagen said, bringing his face close to hers.
Calleigh felt his hot breath on her face. He had been drinking again. She could smell it.
"Let… go… of… me." She managed to choke out.
She knew it wasn't wise to piss him off even more but she could barely breathe. John let her go and slapped her across the face. Calleigh fell to the floor and started coughing.
Hagen started kicking her violently. She closed her eyes tightly and prayed it would stop, wished for freedom from all the pain. That's all she wished for anymore. Then it stopped. Calleigh kept her eyes closed for fear it would start again.