I sat in the room with my hood on. I was scared and didn't want to be doing this but my mother didn't give me an option. I'm a minor so if she decides she wants to press charges on Jahseh then I have to follow behind that.
"Your mom gave us some pictures of your bruises, would you like to see?" the detective asked and I didn't respond so she put them in front of me anyways.
My chest caved as I looked at the one of my back, getting flashbacks of him slinging me across the room.
"Amia we just need your statement, tell us who did it and we can get him away from you" she told me and I stayed stuck, letting my tears fall.
"He's your boyfriend right?" She continued.
"I know you probably don't want to tell but think of how many more times this could happen if you don't" she told me making me shake my head.
"It won't happen again" I spoke.
"Why do you say that? This isn't the first time it happened right?" She asked and I went back quiet.
"Well we can't force you to talk Amia, I just thought you'd want this to be over. You know someone who does this doesn't love you" she told me shake my head.
"He loves me" I told her, beginning to cry.
"You think so?"
"Look at this one" she told me pointing at a spot on the picture with my stomach.
"Could've fractured your rib and a lung" she told me making me shake my head.
"And this one came closer to breaking your collarbone, all of which would've made it difficult to breathe and probably would've killed you" she told me making me shake my head and rip the pictures up as I cried.
"No, he wasn't trying to..." I trailed off, trying to catch my breath before screaming.
I put my head down on the table and cried more before hearing the door open.
"Shh it's okay mija, breathe" my mom told me as she rubbed my back.
"Please mamí I don't wanna do this to him" I told her, hugging her.
She nodded and rubbed my head "I understand mija but so he doesn't hurt you anymore you have to" she told me and I shook my head.
"I'll just stay away from him" I told her.
The detective sighed "we can't force her to give a statement but if you'd like Mrs. Ledesma you could get a restraining order placed" she told my mom who I felt sigh.
"Yeah that's okay" she answered before letting me go and following the detective out.
I sighed and placed my head back on the table, still a little nervous about the restraining order. Jahseh had been texting me all day but I hadn't answered. So I know him receiving a restraining order would confuse him.
I looked down at the ring he gave me and shook my head.
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