When I woke up, the pillow that was under my head was now on the floor, blankets half off my body and I was shivering. The door was open, but I couldn't hear anything coming from the hall or the other part of the building. I struggled to my feet, my muscles tight from being cold all night, and shuffled over to the door. The cement floor was freezing as well, so I tried walking as fast as I possibly could without falling over. Once I reached the door, I held on to the door frame for support. "Hello....?" I called out. There was no answer. Glancing at my watch on my wrist, I sighed. 2:45 pm. Someone should be able to hear me! I walked down the hall, my muscles now stretching out, enabling me to move on my own.

I make my way through the hall and down the few steps to the lobby. The bright lights from above blinded me for a few seconds, causing me to squint. Right now it was pretty calm, all except for a woman at the front desk talking into a phone and a man in handcuffs sitting in a chair near the front entrance. Arrested already? Sheesh....I tip-toed over to the desk the woman was at, and after she hung up the phone she chirped excitedly: "Azrael! I've been waiting for you all day! How are you feeling?" Her sky-blue eyes were bright against her dark hair, which she was twisting between her fingers contently.

"Oh, I'm fine.." I said, shivering slightly. It wasn't much cooler in here at all.

"Well good!" She stood, walking around the counter to stand by my side. "I was starting to worry about you..." Her voice trailed off, looking into the distance as if she had something on the tip of her tongue to talk about, but couldn't quite remember what it was. "Oh!" She snapped back into reality. When she looked at me next, her smile drooped from her face a bit. "Overnight we have had investigators along with the witnesses to your case talk, and have came to a decision..."

My whole body froze up. It could either be a very good decision or a very good one...I prayed to a God I had no belief in that it was the second. She rested her hand on my shoulder, telling that I was scared for my life--Well not mine. More like JayyVon's--and she didn't like it. She knelt down to my height. "I know this is hard, hunnie. You don't have to see him again. I promise you. He won't be anywhere near you. He's in a cell right now."

I could hear her words but didn't bother to make sense of them in my head. What she was telling me, trying to explain from my point of view, were all lies. That wasn't how I felt at all.

I want him to be free. I want this unborn child to have a father that he or she could see as soon as they're born. I want to have a house with a family and get married someday. I need him and he needs me. He just hasn't realized it yet.

I was lead into a back room, where there was the investigator man who questioned me the night before. the officers that arrested Jayy at the tour bus, and about five other people I hadn't seen before. I sat in a seat farthest away from everyone because I didn't want them seeing how I reacted to whatever the verdict was. On the other side of the room was my mother, and Alyssa. Wow, I thought, I haven't seen THOSE two in a long time...

The man who questioned me spoke first. "Ms. Williams was the victim of sexual assault, and Jeremy "JayyVon" Griffis is the suspect. We have witnesses saying that this in fact true--" He nods over to my mother and ex-best friend. "--and we have questioned both the victum and the suspect. Overnight, we have determinded that Mr. Griffis is in fact, guilty, of sexually assaulting Ms. Williams,"

When he said that, all I wanted to do was fucking shoot myself.