Warren

What right did she have to tell that jumped up doctor our business? She didn't. It was ours and no one else's. Did she really believe that I didn't believe her? Stupid woman, of course I believed her I knew what my mom was like. I did grow up with her after all but I never thought that she would go this far. That was why she was now out on the street.

I had been going to see Kirsty but that stupid doctor had been there. I knew she wouldn't be happy with me for laying into him but who was he to tell me about my life. He knew nothing about it; he was stupid enough to believe my brother had been the one hurting Kirsty.

Well now he had probably clocked onto the truth but I knew I could count on Kirsty to keep him quiet. I could tell that she had him wrapped around her little finger and while I hated him and her because I could see that they were close, too close never mind how much they tried to deny it, but I knew nothing had happened.

Well not yet anyway because he would have know about the bruises much sooner if it had. Now it would come in handy to keep him quiet and I was going to make sure that nothing would ever happen between them.

I smirked at the thought of him lying unconscious in the hospital car park. He thought he could take me on, he thought he could beat me and now he was just a crumbled body lying motionless on the floor.

No matter how angry Kirsty was at me it was worth it just to remind him that Kirsty was my wife and there would be severe consequences for him if he ever touched her.

Kirsty

It had been three days since I'd seen either Adam or Warren and Nita and I was beginning to think that I'd been forgotten about and left in here to rot. I knew that there was nothing wrong with me but I was too scared to try and do anything about it in case Warren didn't want me to.

There was a time when I would have just done what I wanted to do anyway and accepted the beating because I would have gotten one anyway for something else but now I was just tired.

It was kind of nice being in here anyway. Ruth, I know that no one would ever believe me, was becoming a great friend and an amazing confidante. After years of never telling anyone what when on when I was at home it was strange telling her but it felt amazingly good to finally get it off my chest.

I was sat in the day room not paying attention to anything around me when I felt a heavy hand on my shoulder. I reacted naturally and sunk away from it the muscles in my back tensing. Fear had already kicked in before I realised where I was and that whoever had their hand on my shoulder would not be able to do anything in here.

I turned slowly to see Warren stood above me. I couldn't work out the expression on his face but I was quickly distracted as I saw that Nita was stood beside him. I was about to jump from my seat and embrace her in a hug but I stopped myself and looked to Warren for approval before I moved a mussel.

He nodded slightly and a smile erupted on my face as I threw myself at my daughter. She was slightly taken back at first but then wrapped her arms around me and held me as tightly as I was holding her.

I buried my face in her hair, smelling the shampoo she always insisted on buying. We pulled away slowly and I took in her appearance for the first time. I could see that she was wearing make-up and my eyes immediately fell on her cheek. I'd covered up enough bruises in my life to know exactly what was under that make-up.

I grabbed her hand pulling her behind me and turned to confront Warren.

"No mum," Nita tried to pull me around to face her but I wasn't having any of it. He promised me that he would never lay a hand on her; he promised.

"It was grandma." Nita shouted at me and it broke through my rage. I turned to look at her tears filling my eyes. I moved my hand up to her face and cupped her bruised cheek.

"I'm so sorry, I should have been there, stopped her."

"Stop mum." She said firmly and I did.

"She gone now, I threw her out and she's never welcome ever again." Warren spoke and I turned to look at him proud that he had thrown her out to protect his daughter from her.

"Thank you." I spoke meaningfully tears glistening in my eyes once again.

"We've come to take you home mum." Nita said joyfully and I turned again to see a huge smile on her face. I glanced over to Warren to check if this was true and found him smiling not only at Nita but at me as well.

"Yes, we've come to take you home." He said and I felt like the perfect little family we tried to seem from the outside.