The woman was sitting in her car, silently planning her own death.
She wasn't wanted, wasn't needed.
Her father had hurt her for the last time, her mother kicked her out for the last time.
Her siblings avoided her for the last time, her family neglected her for the last time.
Her- "hey, you okay?"
Y/N was startled away from her thoughts, shutting the glove compartment that held the gun.
The woman rolled down the window to see a young cop.
"I- yeah, I'm fine. Thanks," she gave a fake smile, a smile that Lauren noticed didn't meet her eyes.
"Why don't you come on in? I can get you a drink,"
"Uhmm, I'm not much of a drinker, officer,"
"Come on, then why don't you come in to talk?"
The young woman thought about this, deciding why not?
She nodded and got out of the car, giving Lauren a good look of her.
She was wearing a white shirt and black ripped jeans, her black combat boots were loose and untied.
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She looked young, but clearly she was old enough for a drink here in LA.
The girl followed her into the bar, sitting across from the officer.
As promised Lauren ordered them a drink, the girl not asking for much more than a beer.
She handed her ID to the man, him looking it over before nodding and handing it back to her.
Lauren reached for it, "can I see?"
"Go ahead," the woman handed it over, knowing the cop was a bit suspicious because of how young she looked.
The truth was that she was freshly 21, but with the injections her father kept giving her, it delayed her growth.
He injected her with many pubertal blockers to stop her from getting her period, just so that he could freely rape her without worry about a pregnancy.
The girl was frequently sick from the withdrawals, going back to her father only for her fix.
Lauren recognized those shaking hands, the paleness of the skin.
"What drug?" She asked as calm as she could, knowing that getting angry wasn't something the girl needed right now.
Tears immediately filled those eyes, "I'm sorry..."
She was embarrassed and scared under the officer's eyes.
"Hey, it's okay. You're not in trouble, if you need help I can help you,"
