Chenford Story ✔️

7

Lucy's POV

I heard a knock at the door. Emmet must have ordered a delivery. I carefully got out of the bath, letting the pinkish bloody water drain away the memories of the attack. Emmet had never been that bad before..... at least not while sober. I wrapped a towel around myself, careful to cover every bruise with it's soft white layers. My chocolate brown hair lay down my sides, curling slightly at the ends. I opened the door, purse in hand, ready to pay the poor soul who had to be delivering food at 10pm.
Oh shit.

Tim stood in front of me. A small smile played across his face seeing me with only a towel on. I pretended not to notice. Emmet had already punished me because he thought Tim and I were sleeping together. He knew I wanted to wait until marriage, that I was a virgin. And yet even now while married.... I didn't want to sleep with him. Not tonight anyway. Back to Tim. "Oh, um........ Hi?" I was confused, he was in uniform, meaning he was on duty. This wasn't a friend going over to another friends house.

"I'm here to do a welfare check on miss Lucy Chen, or is it Lucy Lang now?" Double shit. "I'm fine Tim, go one with actually stopping criminals"
Tim spoke to me like I was just another case. "Please confirm you are Lucy Chen?"
"Timothy Bradford, you know who I am."
"Mam can you please confirm you are Lucy Chen"
Wow. Hearing my name coming from his lips, he rarely called me Lucy, it sounded so..... sexy coming from him. "Yes I'm Lucy Chen. You wanna come in Tim?"
"Please call me Officer Bradford, and yes I would like to see the property". Tim walked inside.

Tim's POV

I was inside, good start. The smell of beer was everywhere. A pile of cans sat in the corner, every other time I had been here there was a large box right there. I looked over at Lucy...... and I know I shouldn't have....... but all I could think about was how hot she would look if that towel fell down. If she was naked right in front of me. Fuck. I couldn't think like that. She was my rookie. I was technically her boss. Anyway, she had a boyfriend, or.... well husband....... God I hated that. That Lucy was married. And to that son of a bitch as well. "Can I look around?" I kept my voice in check, trying and barely succeeding in hiding my smile. "Sure". I looked in all the usual places, living room, kitchen, dining area, bedroom, bathroom. Conducting a more thorough search than probably allowed. Nothing. Except for a small blade in the bathroom and a handcuff key in a secret drawer of the bedroom side table, nothing too out of the ordinary. It looked normal, too normal.

"Are you happy now? Can I get back to drying myself?" Lucy seemed annoyed now. Less scared like she was earlier. "Yes miss Chen, just one more thing" I softly grabbed Lucy's wrist, making her flinch and shut her eyes tightly. Slowly I started pulling up her sleeve. "No! Stop!!" Lucy was screaming at me, desperately trying to get away, escape. But even my weak grasp was enough and I pulled up the towel past her wrist.

A few hundred scars.
Each one deeper than the one before it.
Some seemed recent enough to have been done yesterday.
Some seemed years old.
"Luce......"
"Tim get out"
Lucy's voice was steady, angry but concealing it.
"Luce i-i"
"Officer Timothy Bradford get the fuck out of my appartment"
Now she exploded. Shoving me out the door with all her strength. Those cuts..... she had been hurting herself. Lucy..........