A/N: Did anyone else just sob at episode 18 of grey's? I just couldn't stop crying through the whole episode lol

This chapter contains sexual abuse – you have been warned.

This is a really short chapter but it needed to be one in its own.

Zoey walked in to her apartment. She decided to go home quickly get changed before going off to college as going in wearing the same creased clothes she was wearing the day before would probably look bad.

"Where the hell were you last night?" came a booming voice from the kitchen. Zoey walked in to find him calving a turkey. She stepped back a bit and lingered in the doorframe, knowing that a knife in Justin's hand could never lead to anything good.

"I stayed at a friend's last night."

"A friend's?" Justin repeated. "You couldn't have called me to tell me?"

"I assumed you would be out." Zoey said quietly. She hated it when he spoke to her like this. It made her feel like she was 16 again getting told off by her father for doing this exact thing.

"A phone call would still be nice. As it happened, I wasn't out. I was in all night waiting for you to come home. Your shift finished at five so I assumed you would be home by 6. I had a whole evening planned for just the two of us and is this how you repay me? By not even coming home? Not even a phone call Zoey!" Justin exclaimed raising his voice.

"I'm sorry." Zoey mumbled. It was always better if she just apologised rather than try to fight back because she knew she would always come off a lot worse if she did try to argue her case.

"Whatever. My entire evening was ruined because of you. Some of the guys had invited me out but I said no because I was waiting for you. By the time I realised you weren't coming home, it was too late to go anywhere."

Zoey stood there and said nothing. She was getting more and more wary of the knife he was now flinging about in his hand to animate his words. Justin looked over at her and saw her standing there staring at him. "You not even going to say anything?" He snapped at her.

"I already told you I'm sorry, what more do you want?" she managed to get out, as she was blinking back the tears.

"Well an explanation would be nice. Yes I know you were at a friend's but which friend? Why didn't you call?"

"A friend from work …" Zoey started. It wasn't technically a lie seeing as she did meet Mark at her place of work. "You know what, I don't deserve this. I thought you would be out so I didn't want to disturb you. You would have got all pissy with me if I had disturbed you so it's a lose/lose situation." Zoey said finally able to find her voice.

Justin stopped what he was doing. He put the knife down and walked towards Zoey. "How DARE you talk to me like that!" as Justin got nearer to Zoey, she could smell the alcohol on his breath. She looked around the kitchen quickly and she spotted a couple of cans on the counter. She took a brief glance at the clock where she realised the time. It had only just gone eleven, how much had he had to drink? She should have guessed when he started having a go at her about where she was the night before. All of a sudden Justin grabbed her by each shoulder and shoved her against the wall next to the door. He placed one hand on the wall above her, grabbed her chin in his hand to make her look at him and got really close to her face.

"I HAVE HAD ENOUGH OF YOUR LIES!" Justin screamed at her, making Zoey flinch.

"What lies?" she managed to squeak out.

"WHO WERE YOU WITH LAST NIGHT?!" Justin yelled in her face.

"A FRIEND!" Zoey shouted back, knowing she shouldn't have done so.

Justin let go of her face and stepped back a little. Stepping back in to her face, he said to her quietly but intimidating, "I'll teach you not to lie to me." He grabbed her by her hair and pushed her in to the lounge with Zoey whimpering, begging him to let go and to forgive him, although deep down she felt she had done nothing wrong. He bent her head back with such force Zoey screamed out in pain. He made her look at him before placing his lips on to hers. The kiss was nothing like it had been before – it was hard, demanding and lacked the passion that used to be there. Zoey looked at him terrified of the events that were most likely going to happen. When she entered the kitchen that morning as scared as she was to face her abusive boyfriend, she never expected her worst nightmare was going to become true. Justin pulled her down so she was lying on the floor and pulled her arms up above her head and held her small wrists in just one of his large hands. He lay on top of her as he started kissing her lips, chin and neck. Despite Zoey's begging for him to stop, he refused. He sat up still holding her arms above her head and moved his other hand down the front of her body slowly, before he took away all the life she had in her. As he entered her as roughly as he could, without even so much as any consideration, Zoey just lay there, taking everything he did with tears pouring down her cheeks and loud sobs sounded. Of all things she may have deserved, this she definitely did not.