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in the hospital room with me. I had been prodded, probed,
photographed and examined a million times and my patience had snapped.
    “Miss Stone,
I really need you to answer some questions first” the snotty policewoman said
severely. I glared at her, a proper ‘Fuck with me and you’ll pay bitch’ stare.
    “Listen
love, I have been tied to a fucking chain, whipped, beaten, raped and fucking scorched
to within an inch of my life for nine long fucking days and right now
all I want, all I fucking need … IS MY FUCKING FIANCE!” she sighed and
bit her lip.
    “Name?” she
asked in resignation and I exhaled heavily.
    “Thank you”
I breathed, “Mason Fox, you need to tell him Greg is safe too” I told her.
    She tipped
her head. “Mason Fox is your Fiancé?” she asked in amazement.
    “Yes!” I
puffed and winced as the nurse applied more lotion to my back and the police
woman stepped outside the room.
     
    “Fuck!” I
hissed and she patted my arm, unbelievably the nurse treating me was Teresa,
the nurse who had helped me recover after Dane had raped me last time.
    “Oh Ava,
sweetie” she stroked my arm and I closed my eyes.
    “Please
don’t Teresa, any sympathy and I’m likely to fall apart right now.” She sucked
in a breath but nodded as she came around the front of me and started to clean
my front wounds. He face was pained and sombre as she gently swiped at my burns,
welts and cuts. Her eyes kept shooting to mine, care and pity reflected in them
but I shook my head marginally at her.
    She smiled
and continued her treatment. “I’m going to be sick” I whispered and she reached
her hand across me and grabbed a paper bowl from the unit and held it under my
chin. I vomited into it as she stroked back my hair. “You’re okay Sweetie, I’ve
got you” she soothed and a sob escaped.
    I heard her
gulp back her own sob and I raised tear filled eyes to hers. “No” I shook my
head at her distress as she held my eyes. “No, I am not going to cry. Don’t let
me cry” I hissed.
    Teresa
turned around, hiding her tears from me as I sucked in a breath and pulled back
my shoulders.
      I will
not cry, I will not cry .
     
    The police
woman entered the room. “He’s on his way” she said softly and I closed my eyes
and let out a deep breath.
    “Thank you”
I said and she smiled and nodded; a complete change of behaviour and I frowned
at her.
    “He cried”
she said hoarsely as though she knew why I pondered her emotional change.
    I nodded.
“He… he will have been frantic” I choked out.
    She smiled
warmly. “Yes” she stated simply.
    “Any news on
Dane?” I asked her but she shook her head.
    The police
had stormed the house after I explained what happened but Dane had already gone.
     
    Teresa
helped me into a gown and I winced as it brushed over my charred flesh and she
handed me some painkillers and a cup of water. I swallowed them down and she
handed me some more, I eyed them sceptically.
    “They’re
antibiotics for your wounds, just to make sure they don’t get infected” she
explained and I nodded and swallowed them down as the door flung open and my
man stood immobile and wide eyed.
     
    My breath
hitched at the sight of him and my body roared to life. The hairs on my arms
reached out to him, my blood flowed rapidly through my veins, making my heart
beat intensely and my breathing deepened and quickened.
    His eyes
held mine and I was shocked at the pain, torture and desolation that flashed
through them. “I… I…” he seemed to be struggling to breathe and I held out my
hand to him. He shook his head rapidly “I… I can’t…” he reared back, turned and
ran.
    Teresa and
the police woman stared at me as I stared at the empty doorway.
    What the
hell?
     
    Devastation
coursed through me and I stumbled onto the bed, swallowing my nausea and distress.
“He’s just in shock, Ava” Teresa said softly as she took my hand and sat beside
me.
    I turned
slowly to look at her. “But…