"Uh-h", I stutter," Well, last night I came home and made Luke and I dinner. After that well," I stop.
All of a sudden, it comes back to me again, but worse,more vivid, and more painful. My senses feel every punch, in the same order, and in the same amount of strength. My eyes shut as everything disappears, the cops, the safe white room, the bed, and all I'm left with is Luke punching me and our screams being mixed together. The screams bring me back even more and I immediately cover my ears with my hands. I scream trying to leave this horrendous place. I jolt,kick, and do everything in my power to stop the feeling of the punches. Hands wrap around me, trying to restrain me but my force is to strong.
"Callie!", a familiar voice shouts.
As their hands bring my hands down from my ears, I slowly open my eyes. The memory is still with me, but as Brandon's beautiful,brown eyes meet me, I become calmer.
"You're okay here, Its me, it's me", he whispers silently.
I am unable to catch my breath, still in a state of panic, but as a shot is injected in me, they start to regulate. My eyelids become heavy and I start to lay back onto the soft bed. Before I know it, I drift off to sleep and the last this I see is Brandon's worried eyes meeting mine.
------Brandon's POV-------
I sit in a chair,waiting for my mother to come and meet me here when her shift is over. Coming down the corridor, I see her in her officer uniform.
"Are you okay, B?", she asks while giving me a hug.
"I'm fine," I respond, " um have you heard any news about Callie and her case?"
"Well, there is no doubt about the fact that Luke abused her. Especially considering what happened earlier."
"What if she lies and says he didn't hit her?"
"There is a chance...but the evidence that counters that is pretty compelling. Listen, I need to talk to the detectives. I'll be back"
She turns around a corner and starts walking through another corridor before I lose her out of my sight.
I head toward Callie's room where I find her still asleep. Pulling up a chair near her bed, I inspect the bruises on her face. Purple fills up most of her face while a spot of blue fills have of her cheek. How could someone do that?, I think while pushing her hair behind her ear. What kind of monster could ever hit such a beautiful person like her?
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