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I was in complet shock fo course I mean, feeling alone for so long and feeling disgusted with myself and feeling jsut unwanted and ugly, and now... I felt truley wanted.

We walked into the parlour hand in hand, Phil had opened the door for me and I it made a small chime.

"Hello, I'm here for an appointment," Phil said walking up to the black and gold desk, where a short woman sat, she didn't look like she had any tattoo's except for one on her wrist.

"Phil!" She shot up and ran around to give him a huge hug. "Hey Caroline," He hugged her back. "How's it going? I should have known you'd be comming in, Your reservation is under Fluffy, why is that?" She asked smirking at him. "Because I wanted me comming here to be a suprise for you," He laughed at her.

I just stood there, she was sooo beautiful, immediatley started feeling self concious. "Caroline this is my girlfriend Mira," He pulled me into him, Caroline stepped back. "You guys are very cute," She smiled and gave me her hand. "Nice to meet you," I shook her hand, "You too," I responded shyly.

"Alrighty, let me go get Jacob to do your tattoo touch up and I'll be right back," She walked to the back of the shop.

"How do you know her?" I asked shyly, looking up at him, he was way taller then me. "Childhood friend, she helped me through alot growing up," He told me squeezing my hand.

"Hey, Phil you can coem back here," The man who I guessed was Jacob waved him back. "I can wait here," I said going to sit down. "nonsense," he took my hand and went back there. "Hello," Jacob shook my hand and then went to put his gloves on. I sat down on a black chair beside Phil, who handed me his shirt, then laid down.

After about two hours we were done, and left.

"Where are we headed now?" i asked him as we got into the car.

"Back to the house the police will be there soon to check everythign out," He told me, we started driving.

We got to the house, and I got to the door before Phil and it wasn't locked so i went inside. "Scott probably forgott to lock up, Idiot," he muttered.

Few minutes passed and there was a knock on the door. "Please come in," Philt old thepolice officers. One was about as Tall as Phil very muscular, and the other was a tiny muscular man about my height.

"So could you explain to us what happened?" The Tall man said. Looking between us.

"Well, first off, her ex boyfriend has been calling her threatening her, and this morning we woke up and everythign was taken from the guest room," Phil told them.

"How long has he been calling you with these threats?" The officer asked me, in a voice that sounded like I could trust him. "Since I broke up with him," I said, Phil wrapped his arm around me. "How long ago was that?" he asked the obvious follow up question.

"Two years ago, but he used to only call me once a month, but recently its been once a week and more recently once a day" I chocked out, Phil just stared at me, shcoked.

"How long were you with him?" This time it was Phil who asked me. "Three years," I whispered. "Was he ever violent towards you in the relationship?" The officer asked me. "Not for the first two years, i thought he loved me... then he started drinking anddoing drugs, and he-" I cut myself off I couldn't continue.

"Could you jsut go look upstairs for any evidence?" Phil said kind of rudely to the officers. "Yes sir," They went up the stairs. I was trying so hard to hold back my tears. "I want- I want to," I got out, and tried to reach for my bag, he held me back, I tried to shake him off. "Let me go, i deserve it," whispered to him, he continued to hold me back to the couch. "No." He said firmly. "I deserve it," I said to him still struggling to get away from his grasp. "I will not let you hurt yourself for some ass hole who thinks he can ruin your life and get away with it," He continued to hold me back.

Just then the police officers came down stairs, Phil refused to let go of me. "Sir, I would advise you to let go of the young woman," The taller man said calmly. "Okay, I'll tell you what happens when I let go of her, She gets up, She goes to her purse, She pulls out a razor and harms herself because that bastards makes her think she deserves it!" Phil basically yelled the end of that at the officer.

"Here is the number of a counsellor," He put it on the coffe table. "We are bringing evidence to the investigators, you will have information within a week," The officers left.

"Are you done?" Phil asked loosening up his grip on me. "Yes," i sighed.

"good because our scripts came in today," he winked at me.

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