I'M SORRY FOR TAKING SO LONG! I've been super busy with college recently and i also have a lot going on in my life so it's pretty hectic right now which means i don't have a lot of time to write new chapters. I have so many ideas! So i'll try my best to update once a week! Thanks a bunch for all of the great reviews, it means soo much! So, here we go, a short, but emotional chapter for me to write. R/R - Jade. xo

CHAPTER FIVE: IT'S OKAY TO CRY.

LIFT ME UP - CHRISTINA AGUILERA.
If you lift me up
Just get me through this night
I know I'll rest tomorrow
And I'll be strong enough to try.

Everything had happened in such a rush and once Punk had slipped back into reality, he lifted his head to look around at the busy waiting room of the emergency room in the local hospital. As soon as he had found Tia lying broken on the floor he had called for an ambulance without so much as a second of hesitation. And now he was sat in the brightly lit waiting room, twiddling his thumbs as he waited impatiently for the doctor on duty to come and give him an update on his poor friend. The wrestler lifted his right hand to rub over his chin, the evidence of stubble prickling against the palm of his hand. He was tired but his Insomnia prevented him from having any rest, and right now it was the last thing on his mind. He was angry and upset with what had happened, he wanted to track down that son of a bitch and put him in his place, no man should ever lay his hands on a woman, no man should ever put a defenceless woman in a freaking hospital!

Meanwhile, in an examination room, Tia was being looked over by the doctor on duty and a few nurses assisting him in his examination. She hadn't stopped crying since waking up on the floor of her home, and the fact that she was in a lot more pain made her cry harder. She was completely terrified and all she wanted was the comfort of having Punk by her side but the nurses had already told her that she couldn't see him until they had treated her. The fluorescent lights above her had left her temporarily blinded, and so everything was a blur to her, and the tears didn't really improve her vision. The doctor carefully moved her arm which resulted in a sudden cry of pain from the raven-haired female, followed by another set of sobs.

"I know it hurts, it's okay, we're going to help you." A middle-aged nurse tried her best to comfort Tia, pushing her hair away from her clammy face before standing back up properly.

"Okay, we need to sedate her.. There's no way I can examine her properly when she's in this much pain. She's moving too much." The doctor informed his colleagues and within seconds, a nurse had administered the medication.

AN HOUR AND A HALF LATER.

Punk was still feeling very impatient and had been pacing the floor for the last ten minutes, his hands tucked into the pockets of his hoodie, occasionally lifting a hand to push his dark hair away from his face. He hadn't received any information regarding his friend, even the receptionist had nothing to offer which only aggravated him more.

"Sir, are you here for Tia Matthews?" The low voice of the doctor pulled Punk out of his thoughts and he turned around to face him, giving a quick nod of his head.

"Yes. How is she? Is she okay?" he asked hurriedly, suddenly feeling very anxious to know what was going on with his friend's health.

"Tia is going to be fine, she took a nasty beating but luckily there wasn't any terrible damage. Although, there is something that has concerned us. If you want to follow me, I can explain everything in more detail in my office.." The doctor suggested, thinking that being in a more private environment would be the best thing to do.

"Sure." Punk agreed quickly, wanting to hear what that dick had done to his best friend, to his beautiful, little Tia. And within seconds he was following the doctor down the corridor and then into his office. Punk refused the offer of taking a seat, and stood with his arms crossed over his chest as he waited to hear the full extent of her injuries.

"Well.." The doctor began as he sat back on his desk, glancing over his clipboard before lifting his gaze to look over at the wrestler. "The only serious injury was her wrist, which was broken in what we can assume would have been the result of a fall. So that's now in a cast. Apart from that, Tia has some bruising, mainly on her torso but upon closer inspection, there are some nasty bruises on her arms, thighs, neck and waist.." The doctor paused for a moment as he cleared his throat, glancing down at his notes for a second time. Punk could tell that something more serious was about to be brought up, he had a gut feeling about it and he suddenly felt sick as he came to realise that his suspicions may be true. "I'm sorry.. But Tia was raped. As you can see there's evidence of a struggle, but unfortunately in this case, she wasn't able to fight the attacker off." He paused again, only this time it was to allow Punk time to let the information sink in.

Punk lifted a hand to rub over his face as he sighed heavily, pinching the bridge of his nose with his index finger and thumb as he closed his eyes, trying to calm himself down. He was beyond angry at this point.

"God dammit." He grumbled, dropping his hand back to his side with another sigh, opening his eyes to look around the room before looking back over at the doctor.

"Right now, I've got my colleagues running some tests. It has to be done to make you aware of the possible outcomes. And of course, we have had to call in the police to deal with matters further. As it is quite obvious that this is a result of domestic violence. We came across old bruises, in areas that are more common on victims of abuse. And so the police have to take this case after we're finished." The doctor informed Punk, a sympathetic look flashing over his features as he pushed himself away from the desk, holding his clipboard to his side. "If you want, you can see Tia now, she'll be tired but that's only because of what she's been through and the medication we've given her."

"I want to see her." Punk confirmed in a clear voice, shoving his hands back into the pockets of his hoodie as he followed the doctor for a second time, only this time he was being led to the room where his friend was situated. The doctor pushed open the door and gestured for Punk to walk in first.

"I'll leave you alone and I'll let you know when the police get here." He spoke quietly to Punk, as he wanted it to be heard by him only, as he didn't want to worry the poor girl. After that, he closed the door and left Punk alone in the room with Tia.

Tia had been left alone and informed of the fact that the doctor was going to go and get Punk, and so when the door opened she slowly rolled her head to the side and looked over at her best friend, stood at the end of her room. Tia instantly felt herself being pushed back towards tears as her eyes began to tingle and a familiar tight feeling put pressure on her throat. A horrible sound emitted from somewhere in the room, and it was only when she found herself struggling to breathe properly, that she realised it was the sound of her sobs. Punk had found his way over to Tia within an instant and as she cried her carefully leant over to hold her against his chest, and it couldn't have been causing that much discomfort, as Tia was lifting her arms to wrap around his torso.

"It's okay to cry. Let it all out." He breathed into her ear through her soft, black hair, sighing sadly as his friend continued to cry her heart out in the safety of his arms.