Beaulieu's Girl

Chapter 43

****Nathan's POV****

My phone started ringing and on the caller ID was Julie.

"Hello?"

"Nathan come home right away."Julie whispered and hung up.

My heart beat rapidly increased as my fear grew. I knew that they were in trouble because Julie would never just hang up on anyone.

"I'll be back." I said to P.K.

"Dude where are you going?" he asked.

"No time to explain." I said and left.

I drove as fast as I possibly could without being pulled over. When I got to the apartment building there were two cop cars that were parked out front. Also there were a few paparazzi outside. I got out and ran to the elevators trying not to get mobbed. It felt like the longest elevator ride of my life. I went into the apartment, but no one was around. I looked upstairs to see Julie standing outside my room and the cops bringing out Cedric in handcuff.

"Fuck all of you." Cedric said and spat in my face.

"Fuck you to." I spat back at him.

Julie looked unharmed, but I still didn't see Rosalie.

"Are you hurt?" I asked her.

"No I'm not but you should check on Rosalie." Julie said.

I looked over at Rosalie's room and it looked like her door was broken down like mine is. Walking into my room it is in shambles. Everything has been throw around and things were broken. I went to open the bathroom door, but it was locked.

"Rosalie?" I called out.

There was no reply just the unlocking of the door. I opened the door to see Rosalie just sitting on the bathroom floor as if she was frozen. It also looked like her stitches were reopened.

"It's going to be ok I'm here now. Cedric is gone and never coming back." I told her crouching on the floor next to her.

When I said his name she cringed in pain.

"Did he hurt you?" I asked.

No reply.

"Rosalie I want to help you, but you need to talk to me so I can help." I said.

She just stared into space.

"Please Rosalie I want to know what happened." I said beginning to cry.

It hurts me so much when she's like this because I want to fix her but I can't.

"I want to leave." she said.

"What?" I asked.

"I can't live in this apartment anymore." she said.

"Ok we can look for one tomorrow." I said.

"Can I stay with you and P.K. tonight?" she asked.

"Yeah of course." I told her.

"Can we also go back to the hospital." she asked pointing to her face.

"Did he hit you?" I asked with anger building up inside me.

"Yes." she weakly said with tears brimming.

"He's never going to hurt you again." I brought her into my arms.

She collapsed into my arms and let it all out. We sat on the floor for what seemed like forever, but it was ok because she needed some love right now.

"I'm sorry about your shirt." she said looking sad again.

"Babe don't worry I can get another one." I smiled at her.

My shirt was covered in tears and blood from her opened cuts.

"Let's get you stitched up again." I helped her up off the floor.

"Are you alright?" Julie asked Rosalie when we exited my room.

"I will be in time." she gave Julie a weak smile.

"Did you talk to the police?" I asked Julie.

"Yeah, but Rosalie will need to go down to the police station right after she gets stitches to give her statement." Julie explained.

"Please don't make me see him." she begged me looking petrified.

"He'll be locked up so you won't see him." I told her.

"Ok let's go."

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Going to the police station was an absolute disaster. I promised Rosalie that she was never going to see Cedric again, but I was wrong. When we arrived they were transporting him somewhere else so we ran into him. Rosalie just fell apart seeing him.

"Nice seeing you again." Cedric winked at Rosalie.

"Stop talking." the officer pushed him forward away from us.

When they walked away, but Rosalie was still a crying mess.

"He's gone now don't worry." I held her close.

"Rosalie Eller and Nathan Beaulieu." another officer called our names.

We were put into separate interrogation rooms which I knew killed Rosalie because she really needed someone she could trust with her while explaining her side of the story. When we were both finished they told us that there will be a court hearing in a few weeks.

"I can't do another one. Please don't make me go." Rosalie begged the officer.

"I'm sorry miss but you have to."  he said.

"We should probably call your lawyer again." I told her.

"I guess." she said looking empty.

"Come on let's go to P. K.'s." I said wrapping an arm around her shoulders.