bgt oneshots | damon and simanda

safe in my arms | mandalesha

type of story: long one shot
ship: amanda holden and alesha dixon
warning: mentioned rape
word count: 1332

It was a humid night when the fight broke out between Alesha and her boyfriend. It was a harmless squabble that turned violent quickly and Alesha broke up with her boyfriend.

He proceeded to take advantage of her, having his way with her. The inside of her thighs were covered with blood from when he had his way with Alesha and her heart and stomach pained her with each running step she took.

Alesha was running from her house even though her boyfriend had driven away and most likely had gone to some bar to get drunk. The closest person to where Alesha was was Amanda.

Alesha ran as fast as she could to Amanda's house, knocking on to door as she stood panting on the front steps.

Amanda opened the door and took one look at Alesha's current condition. Her arms had bruises on them and Amanda could see the blood on Alesha's thighs as Alesha was wearing shorts. Alesha's wrist hurt from where her boyfriend had tried to stop her from leaving and it had a dark bruise on it from his hand.

"You need to come in," Amanda spoke, bringing Alesha into the house. "He did something to you, didn't he?"

All Alesha could do was nod in response to Amanda's question.

"I'm going to bring you to the hospital in the morning but for now you can spend the night at my house," Amanda said. "You have to get into the bath, Alesha."

Alesha nodded her head again and Amanda lead her upstairs and into her bathroom. Amanda turned on the water facet for the tub and made sure that it was warm for Alesha.

"I'm going to find you some clothes to change into, Alesha. Can you get undressed?"

"Yes," Alesha said hoarsely. Her voice was hoarse from crying as she ran to Amanda's house and the emotions that were coursing through her body. "Will you help me clean up?"

"Yes, I can," answered Amanda. "I'll be back in a minute."

Alesha undressed and as she saw her bruised body in the mirror of the bathroom, she began to cry. Amanda came back in as Alesha was looking at her naked body.

"Don't cry, Alesha," Amanda said, trying to comfort Alesha. "You're going to be alright. Let's get you into the bath."

Amanda shut off the water and Alesha got in, sighing with relief as she sank into the warm water and then hissing with pain as the water hit a cut on her stomach.

"Thank you, Amanda," Alesha whispered as she laid in the warm bath.

"You're welcome," Amanda said as she knelt down beside the bathtub. She got a fresh bar of soap and gave it to Alesha. "I can do your back for you if you want, Alesha," Amanda offered.

"That would be nice," Alesha replied, taking the bar of soap from Amanda and running it down her arms.

"I'll look away so you can do your privates," Amanda said and then turned away while Alesha scrubbed away the blood that was on her inner thighs and near the lips of her vagina.

"I'm done with that," Alesha said, closing her legs again after she had washed them and her privates.

"Okay. Do you want me to wash your back now?" Amanda asked, turning herself back around and shocking herself by seeing the light pink water that Alesha was laying in.

"Alesha, the water," Amanda spoke in shock.

"I know. All the blood that's coming of me is from him r-r-raping m-me," Alesha responded, breaking down in tears for a third time that day.