Darling has been best friends with the Nightingale twins since she was 9 and they were 6. The only Parent figure she's ever had was Mr. Nightingale. He was always there for her like she was his third daughter.
Darling got a scholarship to her dream...
"Hello Miss.Hill, i am officer Brown we have a pretty clear image of what went down at your apartment. Please tell us if there's anything wrong with this statement." The man's dark eyes turn to his notebook.
"We received a 911 call from Malcolm Lawnson at 8:02 pm. H-" What? What the hell?! I interrupt the officer. "I'm sorry, Malcolm was the one that called? Is that what it says?" I frown.
He nods reading over the report. "Yes, it says here that he was crying over the phone saying. "I'm sorry i think i killed my Princess. She is not moving please help." We also got a called from your downstairs neighbor at 7:54pm so we were already on our way."
It doesn't feel real. I saw it with my eyes and still it's hard to believe he was capable of such a thing. "She said that you were usually a very quiet neighbor and she could hear a lot of noise coming from your apartment. What sounded like yelling through her ceiling."
I can't believe he called the police on himself. I think Malcom snapped. A stupid part of me feels guilty but they were all his decisions that got him here. The officer keeps going. "He confessed to barging into your home, yelling at you, punching you and kicking you repeatedly. He also said that he doesn't know when you passed out."
"He was yelling at you when he looked down and you weren't moving and that's when he called us. We found him on the floor crying and holding you. We have him in custody and he didn't fight but if you don't press charges we can't keep him."
Call me crazy but i wouldn't have pressed any charges if it was just me. I'm used to the abuse, i kind of think im built for it at this point but he could have killed my baby. I'm lucky i curled into a ball because if my baby were to be dead right now. I would have personally killed Malcolm myself.
"Yes i would like to press charges." I say confidently.
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"Eli just go back home. Im fine and i can take care of myself. I feel a-lot better now and they are letting me out of here in the morning." I smile genuinely feeling better.
Eli has barely left my side in two days and that is because i asked the doctor to practically kicked her out of the room when she had to tell me something about the baby.
They just did a second sonogram to check if everything was still okay. I got some pictures. They also assigned me an OB/GYN. So i will be coming back in a month for my next check up and to know the baby's gender.
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At twelve weeks my baby is much bigger than i though. They said maybe we could know the gender at thirteen weeks. I don't want the baby to have so many sonograms.
"Like hell i am and if you are fully recovered i am dragging your ass back home with me. It isn't safe here." She is such a mom, God i love her so much. I know she is worried about me but that's the last thing i want.
