I Will Find You

It's All Over

TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️ (assault)
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(Y/n) POV
"What are you doing here?"

"Hey I'm sorry to bother you guys, but I was wondering if I could borrow Robbie tonight?" Andre says, standing at the door, looking kind of out of breath. "Sure, whats wrong?" Robbie asks, getting off the couch and waking over to us. "My grandma. She's not doing good right now. I was wondering if you could help me get her to the hospital. My neighbor is watching her while I came to get you."

"Yeah absolutely." Robbie turns to me and gives me a peck on the lips and a hug. "Bye baby." "Bye." Robbie leaves and I sit on the couch, turning the tv back on.

After watching three episodes of Friends, that was playing, I look over at the clock, really wanting Robbie back. 7:30. I turn my attention back to the tv to watch another episode, when I hear something outside. Yay, Robbie is back!

I open the door, and my smile fades.

"Miss me?"

"Jim..." He starts to walk towards me. Once he's inside, he slams the door shut. "How did you find out where I live?" I ask. "You really think I'm not gonna do my research?" Tears sting my eyes as I'm suddenly punched to the ground. "Jim, don't do this! Robbie will be home any minute no-" I whimper as he kicks me hard in the stomach. He lowers himself to get right in front of my face. "Don't...you...EVER...say his name in front of me. That bastard took you from me, put me in jail. You are supposed to be with ME!" He yells.

"Then why are you torturing me?" I spit back. "If you want me so bad, why are you doing this to me? Why are you making me hate you?" He looks me right in the eyes. "Because...it's more fun this way." He says with a smirk. He then reaches into his jacket and grabs a roll of duct tape, yanking off my shirt and pants before wrapping tape around my wrists and ankles, and placing a piece over my mouth. Tears fall out of my eyes as I prepare myself for what's about to happen.

Jim moves my underwear to the side and he shoves his fingers inside me. I hold my breath to keep from making any noise. After what seems like an eternity, he reaches into the other side of his jacket, pulling out a gun. "You will not move. You will not make a sound. If you do, I shoot. Got it?" Weakly, I nod and he slowly slides my underwear down my legs, leaning his mouth down to my center, as his right hand has the gun pointed at me.

No...no...NO! Not again! This can't be happening again. His mouth makes contact with my clit, roughly sucking and biting it. I squeeze my eyes shut, hot tears flowing out of my eyes. He brings his fingers back inside me as he sucks on my clit.

A few minutes later, my eyes snap open. I heard a car door. I don't think Jim heard it though because he's still fingering me, face between my legs. My breathing picks up but I try to calm down because he still has the gun pointed at me. It must be Robbie and Andre. It sounded like it was in our driveway.

The door swings open, and sure enough Robbie and Andre walk through the door. Jim stops what he's doing and turns around, still pointing the gun at me. Robbie tried to run to me but Jim stops him. "Take another step and I shoot."

"Everybody calm down, let's just work this out." Andre says, trying to get Jim to relax. "Why?" Robbie asks Jim. "Why are you doing this to her? Why won't you leave her alone?"

Slowly, Jim lowers the gun and walks towards Robbie, my heart pretty much stopping in fear that he's gonna hurt him.

"Because...she...should...be...MINE!" He spits at Robbie. "Well she's NOT!" He spits back. That's my guy.

Just then, Jim punches Robbie to the ground and Andre takes that opportunity to grab the gun while he's not paying attention. He runs in front of Robbie, handing him the gun, and punching Jim. Jim stumbles back and hits his head on the door, collapsing to the ground. He growls at the pain and looks at Andre with absolute hate. He then looks at me, as I'm trying to wiggle my underwear back on.

Jim starts to run towards me, but before he could...BAM!

Robbie shot him. A bullet wound in his chest. Blood flowing everywhere. Jim was laying on the ground...and he was dead. I let out broken sobs through the tape. Robbie quickly hands the gun back to Andre and runs over to me. He pulls my underwear up the rest of the way and gently takes the tape from over my mouth. I gasp for air and the room is then filled with the sound of my sobs. Andre picks my clothes up off the ground and hands them to Robbie before grabbing his phone to call 911.

Robbie gets the tape off of my wrists and ankles, and then pulls my clothes onto my trembling body. He then wraps his arms around me and holds me close to him.

"I'm so sorry, (y/n). I'm so sorry." My breath is shaky and I can't get it back to normal. Robbie's hold on me tightens. He holds me tight against him and brings one hands to my head, trying to calm me down by running his fingers through my hair.

Eventually, I calm down and he pulls his head back to look at me, bringing one hand to my cheek. "It's over baby. You don't have to worry about him anymore." He says.

"You killed him. What if you-"

"Hey. It was self defense. I'm not gonna get in trouble for self defense. They know who he is. They've been looking for him. We're done with this whole thing. Don't you worry." He says, rubbing him thumb softly over my bruised cheekbone. "Now, let's get you some ice for this and give you some time to relax before the police come." Robbie sends Andre a thank you nod before leading me to the couch. "I'll get it, Rob. Stay with your girl." Andre says. Robbie smiles in response and wraps his arms around me as I rest my head on his shoulder. I look over at Jim's body on the floor, and I cringe, burying my face into Robbie's neck.

It's over. It's all over. All the memories seep through my brain, and yet again...I break down.