Dark night of the soul

Chapter 4

*Sarah's POV*
I hear the door open and Jess invite someone in. I turn my head and I see a policeman and woman. Jess ushers them towards the living room where I'm sitting, and they sit on the opposite couch to me. "Hello Ms Paulson, we'd like to ask you a few questions if that would be okay?" She asks politely smiling at me. "Of course" I say and sit up.
"Okay, I've heard that last night a man sexually abused you, could you please describe your attacker?"
"Well, he had a brown stubble, and combed back brown hair. He was intoxicated at the time, he wore a black bomber jacket and jeans and he had a chesty voice." I say holding back tears.
"Could you please explain what happened?"
"Well, i had just came from the paleyfest centre, and me and my wife had an argument, so I left, and I didn't know where I was going and I ended up walking down an alleyway. Then a drunken man approached me and started inappropriately touching me, so I told him not to, but he wouldn't stop, so I pushed him away, then he began to get aggressive with me, then he pushed me onto the floor and I hit my forehead, then he raped me, and when he finished he got up and repeatedly kicked me in the stomach. I passed out and woke up the next day with blood on my face, hands and dress, and I asked a girl I saw on the street to use her phone, because my purse and phone had gone missing."
"I'm sorry to ask this, but would you mind if we took you to the hospital so we can get you checked out and find some sort of DNA of the attacker?" She asks
I nod my head, and I ask them if I could get dressed first. They let me go, and Jess gets them some coffee.
I walk into our room and pick out some jeans and another striped jumper. I take off my top, and notice bruises on my stomach and at the bottom of my ribs. I gently touch the bruises and wince at the pain. I try to forget about the marks and I finish getting dressed. I pull on my black boots and coat and walk back to the living room. "Ready?" Jess asks, I nod and we head out the door. Me and Jess drive in her car, following the police car. The drive was silent so far. She glances at me when we are at the traffic lights and squeezes my leg just above my knee. I give her a small smile and take her hand in mine.
We get to the hospital and I'm taken into a room by a middle aged nurse, who was very kind