Addiction

Chapter 19

* Her POV starts as she is pulled back to the detective's office. *

Ingrid's POV

We make our way past tons of desk being occupied by other detectives before we finally get to her secluded room. She sits on the opposite side of her mahogany desk and tells me to start with whatever danger I wanted to. She told me to keep it simple and to leave out any unnecessary information so I decided to share a testimony, nobody but Jonas and I know about.

"He raped me." I stated, my lips quivering in horror as the memories flood into my brain. Her eyes widened before she took a deep breath and gathered her composure.

"During the same time as you were in an abusive relationship?" She asked while typing notes onto her Mac monitor.

"Yes. The day of my rape, he had punched me as well, giving me a black eye." I stated while pointing to which eye. I did it even though she could obviously tell which one it was because the bags under my eyes were dark as if someone had punched me in the middle of the night without my knowing.

"Tell me exactly how everything happened." Where do I begin? Do I tell her that I loved him and that day he had finally broken my heart as he forced himself inside of me? Do I tell her that he was drunk and seductive? Do I tell her the details of how I violently cry myself to sleep every night? I gather my strength before clearing my thoughts and speaking up.

"He came over to my house at around 5 at night. He was intoxicated beyond any other time I've seen him. He wanted me to sleep with him because he claimed it was my duty as a girlfriend to do so but I declined. He asked me again and when he wouldn't stop asking, I locked myself in my bedroom and thought he would eventually leave. Within another twenty minutes, he had broken my door down and pushed me against my bed. I kicked and punched him, luckily knew to scratch him for evidence. He forced me down with his right hand wrapped around my neck." I say, tears threatening my eyes. I take a few deep breaths before starting up again.

"He ripped off my clothing while I cried and screamed but no one was home. He shoved my shirt down my throat to shut me up before shoving himself inside of me. I began to bleed a little and he pumped in me for a while until he finished. He told me that I was a terrible human being and I deserved this for not obeying his commands. When he was done, he put pants back on and spat on me before leaving." I finish while tear drip off of my face, each tear bursting against my light grey jeans.

"We need to get you to the hospital immediately to have a rape kit made. A few of my officers can escort you." The detective says firmly while she orders a few officers to walk in. The door opens slowly and the female detective tells them to escort me to the hospital, including the reason why they are doing so. They oblige kindly while walking me out slowly, passing Eva and Chris on the way out. I tell them that I'll meet them at Williams before we fully make our way out and hit the concrete towards the car.

The car ride is silent to the hospital as three men officers escort me to a hospital to get my rape kit made. The awkward tension in the car builds as the drive grows longer and finally we arrive. The police officers escort me in, talk to the front desk lady and then the lady takes me back by myself. The three men stay up front silently and all three of them give me a hug as a sign of sympathy before I make my way back all the way.

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"Hi Ingrid. I'm Dr. Irvine and this is my assistant, Marie. We will be in charge of your rape kit." The female doctor states and the nurse has an uneasy look in her eyes as they begin. They begin by giving me some medication to make me relax throughout the process. They take swabs of blood from inside and luckily find some of his ejaculation mixed in with it all. They take the scrapings from under my nail before finishing off with telling me to pee in a cup. When I pull the cup out from under me once I finish, I see a mixture of blood and I cringe slightly. Tears form in my eyes and wonder what I did to deserve such horrible treatment.

"We'll let you get dressed and then we need you to fill out some paperwork before you leave officially." Dr. Irvine states before leaving me to my privacy. I get dressed back into my gray pants and cream colored shirt. My eyes look into the mirror and take in my appearance. My outfit is baggy on me slightly and my naked face is blank. Tears crawl out of my eyes slowly as I wonder what I did to deserve such terrible treatment from someone I loved with my whole being. I shook the thoughts out of my brain, rushing out of the empty room to finish my visit here. 

The same lady who had led me to the back handed me a clipboard full of papers and I sat down with the three male officers who were all waiting silently for me. The questions on the sheets were simple such as the date and time my rape had taken place. After I had finished filling out my part, I passed the clipboard to the officer who sat next to me. He signed a few paper towards the end of the stack which simply stated that all of the evidence collected throughout my visit would be turned over to the police to be used within the case against Jonas. 

As we left, the three men offered to take me to lunch since my day had been consumed with being at the hospital. I accepted the kind offer which all made them give me a wide smile. We ate lunch at the large food court within the police station. The officer who had signed the papers, Gomez, bought my lunch and I thanked him generously. We all sat together silently before they all began telling me their stories. The youngest one, James, had talked about how his family had expected it from him since his grandfather was a legacy. The one sitting next to me, Harrison, said that his friends signed him up when they got smashed one night and ever since he joined he felt as if this was his fate. Gomez laughed slightly at his story before starting his own. He took a deep breath and then slowly spoke. 

"My daughter was kidnapped on August 27th, 2000  from the local park. The police officers who had been assigned to my case found her the same day at a local house near the park. My daughter laid on the floor with a brutal gash to her head and yet that's all that happened to her luckily. I felt as if I owed it to the academy and so I joined. They assign me to special cases such as your own because they feel like I relate more than others." He states while blankly staring off into space. I place my hand on top of his in a sympathetic way which earns me a weak smile from him. 

Lunch ends sooner than expected and before I leave, I thank each of them personally for treating me so kind. They give me large hugs and I make my way out of the building as I order an Uber. A few minutes later, a sleek black Jeep Compass shows up and I hop in. I tell the man driving the address of my new home before we make our way towards the highway. During the drive, I wonder to myself what I would tell Eva and Chris when I got home. Would I tell them the truth or would I hide my filthy confession from them until the trial? The drive seems longer than expected and once we arrive, I pay the kind man before walking up to the front porch. The front door is left unlocked for me and once I walk in I see the epitome of perfection in two people who are destined to be. Food is scattered throughout the kitchen and Eva keeps her head laid on Chris' lap as he runs his hand through her long ginger hair. As I stare at them, the door slams shut behind me which makes my entrance louder than expected. Eva shoots off the couch and runs towards me with open arms which fills me with joy knowing that they actually care compared to anyone else that's ever been in my life.