Brett & Casey: Recovering

I'll Be Okay

WARNING: The rape will be mentioned in this chapter; nothing too graphic will be included. If this is hard or upsetting for anyone please don't read.

Author's Note: Hi, everyone! I hope you're all staying safe and healthy. Thank you so much for the continued support on this story! Lol, I know some of you all won't quite agree with this chapter, but just hang with me. I promise Brettsey is the endgame here!

Thanks for reading!

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Chapter Nineteen: I'll Be Okay

Sylvie cried until she had black streaks of mascara down her face. She was so upset and felt so stupid. How could she let herself get that close to him? She felt like her heart had just been stomped on and broken into a million pieces.

She drove to her apartment in a haze. She felt like a zombie just coasting along.

The second she parked her car she sat and let more tears fall. She hated that she felt so good about herself and her recovery process and then this. It felt like a knife just continuing to slice through her.

She waited for a minute before she pulled herself together, grabbed her purse, and got out of the car.

As she made her way into the building she started to get really nervous. She could picture Owen walking beside her that night and walking her to her apartment. Annie told her that she may always feel anxious being where it happened. Sylvie prayed she could get over that part and not picture it every time she came home, but she didn't know if that would happen.

When she got to her apartment door she stopped and tried to cease her crying before she took her shaking hands and dug through her purse for her keys, which always seemed to sink to the bottom. She prayed and breathed hard before she slid the key in the door and slowly turned it to unlock.

"Sylvie!"

Sylvie jumped in fear as she heard her name being screamed out.

"Sylvie Brett, what are you doing here?" Yelled Emily as she threw her clothes hamper down and marched over to Sylvie.

Sylvie laughed and locked the door before she was pulled in for a tight, suffocating hug. "Oh, I missed you."

Emily laughed, "I missed you too, partner. Why didn't you tell me that you were coming home this week?"

Sylvie pulled back from Emily and tried to hide her mascara stained face, "I wanted it to be a surprise."

"Well, you sure accomplished that. Wait, have you been crying?"

Sylvie didn't say anything she just lifted her face up and burst into more tears.

"Sylvie, what happened? Was it Owen? Did he do something else? I'll kill him."

Sylvie shook her head and dropped her purse on the floor before she had Emily follow her over to the couch where they both collapsed and huddled together, "No, it was Matt."

Emily's eyes widened, "Matt Casey? I'll kill him too. Wait, what did he do?"

"Well, I came back early to surprise him and when I went to the loft Gabby opened the door."

Emily gasped and went into full dramatics, "Gabby? What was she doing there?"

"I don't know. She said she got into town yesterday." Whispered Sylvie before she took her sleeve and wiped away some of the tears that were still falling.