About 9am I felt a weight on the side of the bed and a gentle hand brushing the hair off of my face. "Mija? It's time to wake up Princesa, I have to get you and Rhea to the station." I grumbled my annoyance at being woken and tried to turn over. "Ok Mija, have it your way." Next thing I knew the covers were ripped off of me. Then I felt Damian picking me up and throwing me over his shoulder. Before I had a chance to wake myself properly Damian had playfully dumped me in the tub and turned on the shower.
"You utter git. What was that for?" I spat at Damian as I woke abruptly and shook the water from my hair. Damian was stood next to the tub with his arms folded across his chest smirking.
"It's 9am, you need to be at the station in 45 minutes and I have been trying gently for the last hour to wake you to no avail so drastic times and all that Mija. Now get your ass showered, let's send that bastard down." Damian's excitement at Dylan going to prison was contagious and I smiled back while starting to undress and get ready to shower. I showered in double quick time and was ready to go and give my statement. As soon as we left the house though I could feel my insides dancing with anxiety.
When we arrived at the station Rhea and I were introduced to many different officers none of which stood out to me enough to allow their names to take up space in my focused brain right now. We were shown into separate interview rooms to give our statements. Damian kissed me on the forehead just before I was led away to my room. I sat where I was told too and shuffled my feet nervously when the female officer spoke. "Thank you for agreeing to meet with us Miss Taylor, I appreciate that this can't be easy for you. I want you to just tell me anything that you can about Dylan Mcenery."
I sat easily for 45 minutes detailing everything that he had subjected me to when we were together as well as the pictures and the threats since. I even made sure to include the chance meeting with my Stepdad and advised them of the payment agreement between the pair of them. I finally finished and with my last statement I felt instantly relieved as though a 10 tonne weight had been lifted off of my chest.
"Thank you for that Miss Taylor. Is there anything that you feel that you need to ask us before we let you go?"
"There is one thing. If he is found guilty, what will he be found guilty of and how long will he be looking at?" I asked nervously just wanting reassurance that he wouldn't be out in 6 months terrorising us again.
"We definitely have enough to charge him with stalking which he is looking at 12 months in prison as well as a 10 year restraining order which will start when he leaves prison but he won't be allowed to contact you while inside. We also have him for breaking and entering which is another 10 years in prison, however, as we found him to be in possession of a firearm not registered to him he could be looking at up too 30. So either way Miss Taylor he will be going away for a long time." I felt my stress release through my eyes and started bawling into my hands. The officer handed me a tissue. "Are you ok Miss Taylor?" I nodded and sighed feeling as though I was finally being listened too. "You are free to leave. Your partner is in the waiting room."
"Thank you for everything, is there anything else that I need to do?"
"No, Miss Taylor we will be in touch if needed." With that I left and raced my way to the waiting room and straight into Damian's arms. Tears still streaked my face. Rhea was waiting patiently with Damian but our bliss was short lived when Rhea nudged us. We turned around to see Dylan in cuffs being led from one side of the station to the other. I couldn't help myself.
"I hope you rot in hell Dylan, never again will you lay a finger on me or any woman. If you are any kind of man you will admit what you have done and plead guilty you piece of shit." Damian had me tightly around my waist so that whilst I was able to shout at him I couldn't physically get to him. Once he disappeared out of sight though I felt my whole body relax.
"Better?" asked Rhea with a grin on her face.
"Much better." And with that we left to go back to Rhea's for some lunch and to find a place to live.
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Mija Priestess
FanfictionAn 18+ Damian Priest fanfic Shy Sophie Taylor works for the WWE behind the scenes when her best friend, Rhea, leaves her in the capable arms of Damian Priest while travelling. What's the worst that could happen?