Forbidden Avicii Fanfiction

Forbidden Avicii Fanfiction Chapter 8

Chapter 8
Still in this crappy place, surrounded by no one! Justin came and saw her for the past few days but he has had to go to work but coming back to Belle this weekend. She was already in a bad mood not being able to leave but just to make it worse she had to speak to the police about the incident literally the last thing she wanted to do. The policeman walks into her room, who else could it be but Greg, the suppose boyfriend that doesn't even come to see her when she has been stabbed. The first thing he says is that he's moved in with his best friend, his friend Niall was very dodgey he was a drug dealer, nicknamed roots so he doesn't get caught, it doesn't add up since Greg was a policeman and should be stopping that but we are talking about Greg who's messed up completely. when he starts talking belle can't understand he's actually being serious but yet acting like they don't know each other like a real policeman... Is he changed or what? She was so confused, he was asking her questions as she tried to remember she realised he wasn't writing anything down and asked him if he should be. He got closer and closer to her, up in her face, and said "I am the policeman here, not you, so shut up" this wasn't exactly what belle wanted to be hearing when she is very fragile, she soon realised he was as messed up as ever and could probably never change. Belle became more and more curious of why he wasn't writing anything down, she told him once again and asked if she could speak to another person in the police but he grabbed her ankle dug his nails into it and said "No I'm the only policeman that can see you, after all this isn't a real case since we well I already knew who did it" he gently stroked her face and left the room while belle is lying there shaking in shock.
Belles POV
Great in here still... Want to be out so badly. Maybe it's time to get some rest, oh wait no the only time I can ever get to sleep is when someone wants to see me, since Justin left again I don't want to see anyone. The police everything has just gotten a whole lot worse and I can't see how it at all can get better now, it's him... Well I didn't realise how much worse this could get but now I know, stabbed, no news from my supposed boyfriend and first thing he tells me he's out the flat well what a nice way to end things. Let's just get on with this feelings aside. I'm answering all these questions and it's pretty hard but they're all questions kind of clarifying I can't remember anything, why isn't writing any of my answers even if they contain evidence.
Why did I ask him he hasn't changed but I need to learn to be stronger and not let him get away with these things. Let's ask again. Oh my god he knows... He knows... How? What? Who? Where? When? How can I cope with this...