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At first it was all quiet… I was staring outside the window… trying to avoid his eyes, and anything he could ask… but that only made things weirder… things harder to comprehend… and all the quiet was killing me…

'… It's strange…' I started…

'What's strange?'

'How the clouds form… how everything forms… the snow falls slowly and gracefully… and we… we walk on it without caring about it. It's so pure… and we take its innocence away…' I said as I looked down at my hands.

'… and how does that make you feel?'

'I don't know… I don't want to know…' I said answered back, as I looked to his eyes. 'My parents called you… didn't they?'

'Yes… they did…'

'So you know everything…' I stated again as I let my head drop.

'Yes… but I want you to talk about it.'

'There's nothing to talk about… nothing happened… it's my fault…'

'It's not…' He stated again as he tried searching for my face, and saw that tears were streaming down my face. I dried them up immediately, not wanting to seem weak and fragile… I could control this… I could forget it. 'What are you feeling right now?' He asked slowly.

I didn't answer… I didn't know what to say. What was I feeling? I was confused…empty… dark… stuck alone in this lonely place. My parents made this about them. They always do it. IT's always about them. Whatever it is… after some time I decided to say something.

'I don't know… normal I guess.'

'What do you understand by normal?'

'I don't know Flynn.' I answered too quickly, and he noticed that I didn't want to talk about it.

'The police are here. Do you think you're able to give them the report?'

'Do I have too?' I asked again as I looked at him.

All he saw was a small fragile girl that was afraid of anything that would happen. I held my knees close to my chest and hugged them tight. I wanted to make myself smaller, disappear from the face of this world… die…

'For the report to proceed… yes…' He continued… 'Are you able to go through with it?'

I quickly dried my tears up… and looked upwards. 'Let's get this over with…'

'I'll be beside you all times… you may ask them to stop asking questions anytime you want. Ok?' Flynn stated as he stood up, and knocked on the glass window so motioning for the police to enter.

'Ms. Grey…' One of the detectives started, as he entered. 'I'm Detective Williams, and this is Detective Sullivan. We know you're scared… but we need to ask you some questions.' He continued. 'Are you up for them?'

I nodded slowly and they took out their notebooks.

'Ok… let's start… Where were you at the time that the suspect approached you?'

'I was with my friends… at L'Estillo Club… We were resting… and then the waiter brought a drink to me…'

'Did you order it?'

'No… he said it was a complimentary from a fellow man…' I replied.

'Did you drink it?' Sullivan asked.

'I asked my friend what she thought, and she encouraged me to go for it.'

'Do you think your friend had anything to do with it?'

'No! Hell no! She's my bodyguard's daughter! She would never hurt me… she thought he liked me… like I did…' I replied back as I looked down.

'Did he approach you?'

'Yes… we talked…'

'What about?' Williams continued.

'Anything… he said he's studying pharmacy…'

'What happened later?'

I looked at Flynn and where he took a seat, comprehending anything I said, and writing his own notes… He looked at me, and all I saw was kindness… He truly was the voice of reason, as dad described him.

'He brought me another drink…'

'Did you take it?'

'I was feeling sweaty… It was cool… the only thing available… but then I felt dizzy… so he took me out…'

'Did your friends follow you?'

'No… we went alone…'

'What did he say to you?' Williams asked again.

'Nothing really… we just walked from… from the back… and… took me to an alley… it was dark…' I felt sweat coming to me. My hands were trembling and had to hold my breath for not letting tears come out… I couldn't cry in front of them… I couldn't cry in front of anyone…

Flynn noticed my reactions, and he intervened immediately. 'Sera, if you want to stop, you can do it anytime.'

'I can do it.' I answered back, not wanting to admit defeat.

'Did he have a weapon?'

'No… not that I remember of…'

'Did he attack you?'

That question set me on fire… I didn't know what to say… I closed my eyes and his face was there… he was hitting me… fingering me… taking all the innocence away… I saw him undo his zipper, pulling down his boxers…

I started screaming.. 'NO.. NO… NO… PLEASE NO…'

Flynn immediately looked at the monitor… my heart was on fire… He noticed immediately that I was having a panic attack. I opened my eyes, still screaming. I started scratching the palms of my hands, till they were irritated.

'Get out… now!' He order as he moved towards me, and tried stopping me from hurting myself.

'NO … LEAVE ME! PLEASE DON'T HURT ME!' I screamed.

'Dammit! Get a doctor in here! Now!' He shouted as he pushed the emergency button, and moved towards the table where emergency meds were kept.

A nurse quickly rushed in with a doctor, my parents followed them immediately as they saw doctors running inside the room.

'What the hell happened?' The doctor replied as tried removing my hands from pulling my hair.

'She's having a panic attack.' Flynn stated as he took a syringe and filled it with a sedative. 'Hold her down.'

'NO PLEASE… DON'T HURT ME! PLLEAASSEEEE!' I screamed… both the nurse and doctor held me strong, and strapped my hands, so Flynn would be able to inject the sedative.

He lifted up my sleeve and pushed the syringe in my arm. I looked at him, still trying to pull away from it.

'Please! Don't!' I begged him in tears, while he injected the sedative. I quickly felt numb… I couldn't struggle anymore, and from begging, I ended up falling into what seemed a deep sleep.

'Flynn what happened?' Dad asked while he took the syringe out of my arm.

'Detectives asked if he attacked her… I think she was hallucinating.' He stated as he strapped the straps tighter around my wrist. 'We better leave her like this for now. Page me right away as she wakes up.' He said to the doctor, before leaving the room with my parents.