It's not her I want

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Y/Ns POV:
I entered the house and it was quiet. Too quiet, especially considering there was a supposed noise complaint.

"Hello", I called out as I slowly made my way through the house. There was nothing here so I made my way to the door before I heard it close. I turned the corner and my breath hitched seeing who was stood in front of the door.

"Move. Move or I swear to god I'll-"

"You'll what", he said tilting his head as he took a step towards me and I took a step back.

"What do you want?", I said as I slowly started to go for my gun.

"To talk", he said as he continued to walk towards me. I pulled my gun out but he was too quick and managed to grab it as he wrapped his other hand around my neck and pinned me against the wall.

"Think about what you're doing", I choked out as he released his grip on me.

"Sit down", he said pointing the gun towards the sofa as I choked back my tears and sat down.

"You really did a number on me Y/N", he said angrily.

"I did a number on you? Are you fucking kidding me! You abused me! You raped me!", I scoffed as I clenched my jaw.

"You're delusional, Alessia is a much better partner than you", he said smirking. Okay what?

"What are you talking about?", I asked confused.

"We've been seeing each other, of course I was only doing this to get closer to you", he explained.

"Stay away from her", I said angrily as he laughed and held his hands up in defence.

"It's not her I want", he said leaning forward as I leaned back and gulped. I will not give him the satisfaction of him thinking I'm scared. I leaned forward again and looked him in the eye.

"Can I ask you a question? Did your mother ever hug you as a child? Were you bullied in school because the guys seen you in the changing rooms and seen how small you were? Is that why you like to rape women? Because no one would touch you otherwise?", I finished as his face went red with anger.

He lunged at me on the sofa, holding me down with his hands around my neck. I grabbed both his hands in an attempt to remove them from my neck.

"You're mine, you always will be", he said as he grabbed my hands and pinned them beside my head. He quickly removed his shirt before grabbing my hands once again.

He started to kiss all over my neck and collarbone as I struggled beneath him. No. No. No. This can't happen again. He moved his hand and put it under my shirt as I again struggled against him. He gripped my hip hard enough to leave a bruise and tan his hand round the waistband of my trousers before I found the strength to connect my knee with his groin and connected my head with his.

He fell onto the floor as I scrambled to grab the gun on the table. He grabbed my leg and tripped me up. I was quick to turn around and kick him in the stomach as I ran towards the door. Before I could reach the handle he grabbed my hair and threw me into the wall as I collapsed to the floor.

"Just admit you want this, stop fighting it", he said as he slowly started to stalk towards me. Tears were flowing freely from my cheeks as I gasped for air from being winded and choked, coming to the realisation that he won't stop. I lay on the floor as he continued to walk towards me before he grabbed me and held me against the wall with his hands once again around my throat.

Just as he was about to do something, he fell to the floor in front of me, making me fall as his grip released. I started to cough and splutter to regain my breath. I felt 2 hands against my cheek but quickly moved away.

"Y/N/N it's me", I heard a soft voice which I recognised to be Leah.

"Leah", I sighed with relief as she pulled me into her. and I cried into her chest. We stood up with me still in her arms with Alessia beside her.

"Police will be here any minute", Alessia said. I could tell she felt guilty but this wasn't her fault. She couldn't have known.

"Thank you, both of you", I croaked out, my throat hurting from trying to speak.

"It's okay, don't talk", Leah said softly as I nodded. Out of the corner of my eye I seen Michael quickly stalking towards us. I pushed Leah and Alessia out of the way as they both fell to the floor and Michael landed a punch to my jaw. He swung again but I managed to dodge it. He again tried to throw a punch before Leah grabbed his arm but he used the other to back hand her. Not a wise move.

I picked up the bat beside the door and swung at him as he collapsed to the floor. I picked up the gun from the table and walked over to him. Tears started falling freely from my eyes as I raised the gun.

"You won't do it, you don't have it in you", he laughed spitting out blood.

"You're right I don't, but when you touch my fiancé I have anything in me", I seethed as I cocked the gun and fear was splashed in his eyes.

"Y/N/N", I head Leah's soft voice beside me but I didn't dare look at her. I kept my gaze on him.

"It's over, he's going to jail. If you do this, so do you. You're better than him", she said softly trying to reason.

"He ruined my life Leah, he broke me. Why does he get to live?", I said with a shaky voice.

"Death is too easy, let him live the rest of his life in a cell. You aren't broken Y/N/N, he just wants you to think that you are", she said as she cupped my cheeks but I still didn't make eye contact.

"Look at me, please", she said as she moved one of her hands and put it on my arm. She used her remaining hand in my cheek and softly turned my head to look at her. This deep blue eyes that make me feel a sense of safety that I've never felt.

"Im okay, you're okay, we're okay", she said softly as she used her hand to lower my arms. We heard police sirens as I kept eye contact with her and dropped the gun. She offered me a soft smile as she wrapped her arms around my neck and I wrapped mine around her waist. She placed soft kisses on my neck until we pulled apart.

Michael was arrested and taken to the station soon after Em arrived.

"Are you okay?", she said scanning over me.

"Yep all good, I just need a nap, today has been a day", I laughed as I seen the 3 of them eye each other with concern but I ignored it.

"Let's go home", Leah said as Em spoke to the police and told them I'll give my statement tomorrow. This is going to be a long process, and the part I'm dreading the most. Court.

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