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LIGHT SMUT WARNING
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It was almost midnight when we got to the police station. I was sitting in the car just staring at the building, knowing it was the right thing to do but I was still scared, nonetheless. During the whole journey my phone was going crazy in my bag but I dared not look at it until now. Vic was looking at me as I pulled my phone out.
"You ready?"
"Just give me a minute." I smiled a little, putting in my password and biting my lip. 26 missed called from Dougie and 15 voicemails. There was also 38 text messages. I opened a few of them and sighed as I read them.
'Where the fuck are you?'
'You'd better get home right now or I swear to god'
'I don't know what game you think you're playing Amy but I swear, when you get home we're playing a little game of our own'
I sighed and daren't listen to any of the voicemails. I looked at Vic. "Let's go."
He nodded and we both got out of the car. "I can use this as evidence... And the bruises." I sighed and walked towards the doors of the police station, opening the door and walking inside and to the desk.
There was a female police officer at the desk. She looked no older than 35, hair in a tight bun on the back of her head and thick square glasses on her face. She didn't look scary... That made it a little easier to talk about it. "Hi... I'd like to report a case of domestic abuse and assault."
She looked at me and nodded. "You'll have to fill in these forms, darlin'."
I sighed a little and nodded, taking the forms and going to sit down. She looked at me and smiled a little. "I could take you into another room and we can talk about it as you fill them out?"
I nodded. "Please..."
She looked at Vic. "Would you like to come as well?"
He nodded. "I am not leaving her side."
She raised her eyebrow and looked at me. "Don't worry. He is my best friend. He hasn't hurt me."
She nodded and led us both to a small side room where we all took seats.
I filled the forms in as I explained the whole situation to her, showing her my bruises and the text messages. She even listened to the voicemails I was scared to listen to.
"I have enough evidence here to warrant an arrest straight away."
I nodded and bit my lip. "Will I have to be here when he is brought in?"
She nodded back. "Procedure I'm afraid. You can go once we have questioned him but no matter what he says he will definitely be in a cell for a few days until he has to go to court."
"Court?" I frowned. "I didn't think it would go that far..."
Vic placed a hand on my leg and squeezed it softly. "Don't worry, Chicken. I'm here for you as well."
I nodded. "Okay..."
It wasn't even an hour later when a struggling Dougie was being brought into the station. Once he saw me his entire body language changed.
"There you are. I was worried sick. Where have you been? I came home and you weren't there."
I frowned at him and then he spotted Vic.
"You were with him! You whore!" He tried to move towards me but the policeman behind him restrained him. After a few minutes he calmed down and looked at me. "Amy... Why are you with him?"
"He brought me to his show tonight. I wanted to go and since you weren't at home I thought I would go. It was better than sitting in and waiting for your drunken ass to come through to door and force me into things you know I don't like doing."
He frowned. "You shut your mouth!"
"Dougie. They have the evidence. You're going away for a long time..." I sighed and looked at him. "I am sorry..."
Vic looked at me. "Do not apologise for the way he treat you. He should be apologising, not you."
I nodded a little, feeling bad for Dougie even though I knew I shouldn't.
The policeman took him away and into an interrogation room.
I was sitting in the waiting room with Vic for another half an hour before the nice police officer from the desk came and said we could leave and that he wouldn't be leaving for a while.
I thanked her and stood up, walking out with Vic.
"What do we do now? I don't want to go home. It is his house... But all of my things are there."
Vic smiled. "I'll get Mike and Jaime to go and fetch your things if you give them a key. And you can stay with us for a while. The tour ends next week and there is a spare bed on the tour bus you can have. Then, if you want, you can stay at mine until we get you a place sorted?"
I looked at him. "Vic... I don't think I want my own place... I don't want to be on my own. Because there is always the possibility he is let out and I know he will come looking for me... And if I am on my own then he will be able to get to me easier..."
He nodded. "We'll work something out. I promise."
I looked at him. "Could I stay with you? Or one of the boys? It would make me feel safer."
He nodded again. "Of course you can, Chicken. You're always welcome."
I smiled. "Thank you. Let's get back."
He walked to the car with me and opened the door for me. "Thanks." I smiled as I got into the car.
The drive back was quiet and long. I was deep in thought. Thinking about what I had just done and what would happen now. When we stopped I got out of the car and looked at Vic.
"Tour bus is this way." He pointed.
I nodded and walked over to him, taking his hand. "Thank you... For making me do that. Hopefully things will get better now."
He nodded and walked with me to the tour bus, squeezing my hand softly as we walked.
When we got inside he asked Jaime and Mike if they wouldn't mind going to get some things for me from the house.
They both said they would and Tony even offered to go with them so I handed them the keys and took a seat, feeling a little awkward.
When they had gone, vic sat next to me. "Would you like a drink?"
I nodded and smiled a little. "Sure."
He went to the mini-fridge and took out two bottles of beer, handing one to me after he had opened them. "Thanks." I smiled and took a sip.
He sat back down and looked at me. "Amy... I meant what I said to you today... I do love you... And I want to be with you."
I nodded a little and looked at him, making eye contact. "I know you do, Vic..."
I looked back at the table, taking occasional sips of my beer.
Vic sighed and I looked at him. "What is it?"
"You don't feel the same, do you?"
I smiled a little. "I do. I really do. But I want to wait. I want to make sure this thing with Dougie is completely done with before I do anything..." I looked into his eyes. "I love you Victor... I have loved you for a while. Even before I got with Dougie. But I don't want to rush it. I'm trying to sort things out in my head at the moment."
He nodded. "Let me help you... Please?"
I nodded and went to kiss his cheek but he turned his face towards me and our lips touched. This time I didn't pull away. I kept kissing him, getting more passionate as the moments went by.
I don't know how it happened but I went from being sitting next to him kissing him, to sitting on his lap kissing him, to being laid on his bed with him on top of me kissing me. And I didn't try to stop it. I wanted it. I had wanted it for such a long time that now it was happening I welcomed it. The next thing i knew, my hands were on his bare chest. I didn't even realise his top was removed but, again, I didn't try to stop anything. His lips moved from mine to my neck and he kissed slowly and softly, occasionally biting and licking when I winced a little.
Within minutes we were laid, skin touching skin, and then it was happening. He moved slowly at first, looking at me and asking for permission to keep going with his eyes. I let out a small moan which he took as approval and he kept going, slowing picking up speed until we were both moaning softly.
It lasted about half an hour, and it was brilliant. When we were both finished he lay next to me and circled his arms around me, holding me against his chest, kissing my cheek.
I smiled and closed my eyes. "Night, Victor."
"Night Chicken."

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