So Maybe I'm Not Okay
!!TW!! MENTION OF RAPE!!!! I DON'T MEAN TO OFFEND OR TO HURT ANY FEELINGS, BUT THIS IS VITAL TO THE STORYLINE, SO please don't hate me...!!
"Mike's been abusing me for months now. I'm not even sure how long anymore." Kara began, glancing at her older sister, whose face was now cherry red with anger. "He came home from work, and I was in the bedroom. I had been looking at ultrasounds from my appointment. I hadn't told him about Elaine yet. I knew he'd freak out, so I just saved up for my own place secretly and planned on turning him in when I had enough. He knows where Alex lives." The blonde paused, gulping to get rid of the lump in her throat.
"I'm sorry, Kara, but this information is vital to this case." Maggie sighed, looking to her girlfriend apologetically.
"I'm fine." Kara insisted, blinking back tears. If she cried now, they'd think she was broken. Even if she was broken, she couldn't have people knowing about it. "He took the picture out of my hands, and he was pissed. He slapped me a couple times and kicked me in the stomach. He..." Kara trailed off, not wanting to use the word she needed to use. It felt foreign on her tongue as she forced it out. "...He raped me." That was all it took to send Alex running to the door. "Alex!" Kara called, her voice quivering.
"I'm going to kill that son of a bitch." The brunette spat, opening the door and slamming it behind herself. No, no no, no. Kara's brain went wild, her heart raced, and her breathing quickened.
"Maggie," She whimpered. The detective froze, unaware of what to do at the moment. "Maggie, I need her." The detective sprung into action, chasing after her girlfriend and leaving the blonde alone. Salty tears ran down Kara's cheeks, over bandaged cuts, and half-healed bruises.
"Damn it!" She sobbed. "Damn it, Mike! Why'd you have to end up like this? Why can I not have a single healthy relationship outside of Alex?"
"I'm just the best, you know," Alex replied, a half-grin on her lips, though Kara could still see the tear stains on her cheeks.
"You can't do that. I need you now, more than I ever have, so you can't run away. You have to stay with me, because Alex, I was already damaged goods. I'm broken, and I can't do this by myself." Kara announced as her voice broke. Alex nodded slowly, settling back into the chair next to her sister.
"How bad was it? On a scale of one to ten, one being normal, ten being him coming close to killing you often, how bad was it?" Alex forced the words out of her mouth, hating that it was even a question she had to ask.
"Fifteen, probably." Kara sighed.
"But I still can't kill him? Unfair!" Alex exclaimed, throwing her hands in the air.