New York City Police Station, 8:16 AM.

Tony's POV

I walked into the door of the police station. I tried really hard not to think about what might happen with Jessie and her father since she might be checking out of the hospital today.

I sat down and waited for about 10 minutes. A police officer walked over to me.

"Mornin' Mr. Chicolini, my name's Officer Daniels, I'll be your questioning officer. If you'll just come into my office with me and the sketch artist, we can get started."

I walked with him to his office and sat down. I noticed a guy wearing glasses and holding a sketchpad. He must've been the sketch artist.

Officer Daniels said, "So, the girl who raped you. Did you get a good description of her?"

I said, "Well...she was about...average height...blonde hair, blue eyes."

"Did she physically harm you in any way?"

"Well, the first time that I refused to have sex with her, she took a picture frame off my nightstand and whacked me in the eye with it."

"That explains the black eye. Anything else?"

"The second time, she started scratching me with her sharp nails and didn't stop until I started bleeding. After that I just caved."

I showed the cuts near my elbows.

"Son of a bitch." Officer Daniels said.

Even the sketch artist looked surprised.

"Ok, next que-"

He was cut off by a window shattering. Everybody in the station, including me, Officer Daniels, and the sketch artist, ducked for cover. We heard footsteps coming through the shattered window, and then we heard shotgun get cocked.

"I'm looking for Tony Chokeababy!" a girl's voice yelled.

Oh God, I thought. I recognized that voice. It was the girl who raped me. I stood straight up, looked at her and said, "It's Chicolini, you stupid whore!"

That was my first mistake. Me talking told her exactly where I was.

She fired a bullet at me. It missed my head by about an inch. I made a mad dash for the exit. She fired a few more bullets at me, but I dodged 'em all. I got into my car and turned the key.

The car wouldn't start.

"Damn it!" I said. Why would my car pick now to stop working?

I ran into the road, causing a black Ford Taurus to screech to a hault. I recognized the driver. It was Bertram! I noticed Jessie in the passenger seat.

I got into the backseat and shut the door.

"Tony, what's going on?" Bertram demanded.

"It's a long story." I said.

"Well, can you sum it up?"

"This girl raped me last night, and so I called the cops so I could go in for questioning. On my way to the station, the girl texted me not to go to the police or else she would kill me. I went anyway, but she broke into the police station. I unintentionally gave away where I was. I tried to escape in my car, but it wouldn't start. So I ran into the street and blocked your car, and now here I am. Is that good enough for you?"

Jessie's POV

I had already known about what had happened to Tony, but Bertram obviously didn't. I turned around and noticed a blonde girl with a shotgun breaking into a silver Toyota Camry.

"Bertram, floor it! She's after us!"

Bertram pounded the gas pedal. We took off at about 90 miles per hour.

"We need to get back to the apartment!" Tony said.

"What good will that do us?" Bertram asked.

"We just need some place to hide out!"

"Um, you mean you just need some place to hide out!"

"Just drive!"

Fairfield Apartment, 8:49 AM.

No POV

When Bertram, Jessie and Tony drove into the parking lot of the apartment, they barely noticed that Kristen was not the only one chasing them. There was in fact, a black Escalade with an unknown driver involved in the chase.

The three ran inside. Tony instructed his doorman co-worker Russo to block off every elevator, stairway, and possible route up to the penthouse.

The trio came up into the penthouse via elevator, where Emma was playing on her iPad. They put their hands on their knees, gasping for air.

Emma turned around. "Guys, what's going on?" she asked, "Why are you so out of breath?"

"The girl who raped me is after us!"

"WHAT?!" Emma exclaimed.

"Keep a lookout for her!" Tony ran upstairs into Emma's

Kristen noticed a doorman at one of the elevators smoking a cigarette and not really staying alert. She walked up to him and because shooting him would attract too much attention, she instead whacked him on the head with her shotgun, knocking him unconscious. She took the elevator up to the penthouse. J.W. ran into the building after the elevator door closed.

When she reached the penthouse, she pointed the shotgun at Emma and yelled, "Where's Tony?!"

Emma screamed, stood up, and put her hands on her head. Tony came out Emma's room. "Is she here?" he asked from the railing.

Kristen noticed him immediately.

"Are you fucking kidding me?!" he yelled.

The elevator made the little bong sound and J.W walked out.

"Kristen, there you are! I need to pay you for the raping job!"

"Um...what?" Emma said.

"What?" Tony said.

Jessie and Luke walked out of the kitchen.

"Hey guys." Luke said. His eyes went wide. "Whoa, what the hell is going on here?" he demanded.

"Just my luck." J.W muttered.

"Oh, nothing." Emma said, "Jessie's Dad just stopped by to PAY this psycho bitch for raping Tony!"

"Shut the hell up!" Kristen yelled. She cocked her shotgun and shot Emma in the shoulder. She screamed and fell to the floor.

"Dad, I CANNOT believe you! First you threaten to take me back to Texas without my consent, and then you fucking PAY someone to rape my boyfriend?! What the hell is wrong with you, you bastard?!"

"I don't trust him. I don't trust this damn Ross family either. In fact, I don't trust any the fucks who live in New York! I didn't even trust Kristen until a few years ago when I picked her up off a street corner and she gave me a good time."

"So you paid a street hooker to rape Tony? Ok, that's just sick." Luke said.

"Mind your own business you little shit!" J.W yelled.

"Don't you talk to him that way!" Jessie demanded.

"I can talk to anybody however the fuck I want! You wanna know why? Because I'm a grown-ass man, that's why! And while the cats are escaping from their bags, this might be good to tell you all: I'm the reason that Morgan and Christina are in the hospital!"

"What?! What are you talking about?" Jessie asked.

"Yep! I was the driver of the Honda Civic that their car crashed into. Morgan didn't crash because he was distracted. I crashed into them."

Jessie noticed Tony at the bottom of the stairs.

"You! YOU'RE the reason I was sexually abused! Grrrrrah! I'll kill you!" he growled. He started running, jumped, and then tackled Jessie's Dad to the ground. Then the punches started flying.

Luke was angry. He pointed at Jessie's Dad as he was going 12 rounds with Tony. "You!" he growled, "you're the reason my parents might die!"

He threw himself into the fight between Tony and J.W. Meanwhile, Emma had fallen unconscious due to her bullet wound.

Tears streamed down Jessie's face as she ran to stop the fight. She screamed, "Luke! Tony! Stop! Stop! STOP IT!"

Oh $ #%^!

To Be Continued...

A/N: Sorry for the super-long wait guys! I had a bad case of writer's block and I had no idea what to write for this chapter. R&R if you have suggestions for what should happen in chapter 4!