Sweetie, I will ask you this one more time...who did this to you?- the woman at the police station asked Michelle again with even more concern than before.

Michelle refused to look at her and continued to stare at the gray floor under her feet. Everything seemed blurry, the past few hours seemed to have been a product of her imagination. What was she supposed to do or say? There was no way she could say the truth of what happened, that would result on Jaxon getting arrested.

The sudden touch of the womans glove covered hands made her jump, -I'll say this once baby, if someone loves you this is the last thing they'd do to you- she said while tracing the bruise that started on the girl's left eye and ended near her collarbone.

Michelle's blood boiled, who did that woman think she was to speak on the matter as if she were part of it. She knew nothing about them yet there she was giving her unwated opinion. Michelle wanted to scream and run away from the police station as fast as she could, yet her legs were frozen still. All the girl could think of was going home and going to bed next to Jaxon. She knew everything would be better in the morning, it always was.

-I'm going to take a couple of pictures of your bruises to start an investigation since you don't want to cooperate with us sweetie- the officer announced and Michelle realized she had to act fast if she wanted to avoid making the problem even bigger than it already was.

-No need for that, I'll tell you what happened- she spoke for the first time catching the officer by suprise. -I was going to the store to buy some tampons when a group of guys around my age decided I looked like I carried a shit ton of money so they decided to steal from me- Michelle spoke carefully while at the same time her mind went crazy putting together the perfect plan that would get her out of the annoying situation she was in.

-So you were a victim of theft yet you decided on protecting those who did this to you?- the officer asked raising her eyebrow.

-It's not that im protecting them, its just that this kind of crap happens all the time and the police never does anything about it... so why even bother- the girl replied with a clear venom on her tone.

The woman let out a frustrated sigh, Michelle would say everything but the actual truth. It was obvious that the teenager had been another victim of violence but without her wanting to press any actual charges there was nothing Officer Kelly could do.

-Can I go now?- Michelle asked looking around trying to seem bored when she actually was trying to contol the panic attack that was on it's way. She was sure that as soon as she set foot outside she most likely would puke her guts out due to the stress she was holding in.

-Yes, you can go- the officer replied and Michelle stood up so fast she made herself dizzy. –But not before I get those pictures-.

Michelle rolled her eyes and sat back down –make it quick-.

The blue haired girl sat still as the officer gently held her face and pointed the camera at her. The flash was annoying and hurt her eyes but at the same time it reminded her of the lights at the club were Jaxon enjoyed going.

Jaxon...Jaxon...Jaxon....What could he be doing? Where even was he? Would he still be mad at her when she got home?

All those questions invaded Michelle's mind and made her even more anxious than she was while being interrogated.

Jaxon wasn't perfect neither their relationship, but that was all Michelle had. No family, no friends...Just Jaxon and the relationship they shared. It hadn't always been like that... back in foster care she had a friend. That same friend tried to convince her of not running away with Jaxon but after seeing her determination all he said was "Do whatever you want I don't care enough to stop you." and that was the last thing she heard from him.

Now her world rotated around Jaxon, he was her eveything. Everyone that had seen them together knew she was willing to follow him all the way to hell and back. That's why no matter how many times he hit, left or shouted at her, she would always make sure nothing bad happened to him. After all that was what love meant, wasn't it?

-It looks like we're all done- the officer announced interrupting Michelle's thoughts.

The girl stood up once again and put her black sweatshirt on making sure to wear the hood in a attempt to cover the huge bruise on her face.

-If you ever decide to speak out you can always come back. Just ask for Officer Kelly-.

Michelle stared at the woman but didn't say anything, instead she turned around and left as quicky as posible fearing she would vomit at any moment.

On her way out she noticed three guys sitting down with their hands handcuffed behind their backs. Two of them spoke amongst each other completly ignoring her while the other one stared back at her. His blue eyes meeting her's, Michelle noticed the huge scar covering his face but looked away quickly fearing he'd get mad at her for staring at it.

The blue haired girl walked by as fast as she could but she could feel his stare on her back almost as intense as bullets.

A relived sigh left her plump lips when she finally reached the exit. Just when she thought her day couldn't get any worse she saw the wet streets. The pouring rain didn't show any intentions of stopping anytime soon.

The cold breeze immediately hit her body when she opened the door, Michelle shivered and tried to protect herself from the rain as much as she possibly could. Just then the girl saw something that made her heart beat faster and the butterflies in her stomach became more alive than ever.

Parked in front of the police station was her boyfriend's car and next to it was standing a soaked by the rain Jaxon. Suddenly the sickness Michelle had been feeling was replaced by pure happiness. He cared about her, he really did.

Michelle ran torwards her boyfriend as if she hadn't seen him in years. Jaxon greeted her with open arms and picked her up in a tight embrace.

-I'm sorry baby, I acted like a complete ****. I'll never do this to you again- he spoke as he kissed her face specifically where the bruise was.

-Don't worry about it, all that matters to me now is that you're here with me- the blue haired girl replied and kissed her lovers lips once, twice and a third time.

Little did the couple know Officer Kelly had been watching the whole scene from the station's window.

-Mr.Anderson, I'm going to need you to keep track of that young lady starting tomorrow- the woman spoke to the officer next to her. –You can count on me boss- he replied and looked out the window to see the couple getting in the car.

-I'd love to do it myself but I have other important things to attend- Officer Kelly spoke and turned her head to look at the three males sitting down.

-Leonidas, what did you and your friends do this time?-.

Michelle smiled when Jaxon traced his cold fingers on her thigh while he drove. It was those kind of moments the ones that made her realize she was truly nothing without him. No matter how many people tried to get in between them, she loved him and he loved her and that would never change.

The blue haired girl closed her eyes and enjoyed the sound of the rain tapping against the car's windows. If only the joy she felt at that moment could last forever...

-Your *** better not fall asleep on me, we're fucking as soon as we get home- Jaxon spoke breaking the silence from just a few moments ago.

Michelle opened her eyes and looked at him, his bleached hair was soaked from the rain and his cheeks were covered in a red tint due to the chilly weather. She watched as his gray eyes focused on the road and couldn't help but to ask herself how someone as attractive as Jaxon had even noticed her. There was nothing special about herself, yet he made her his girlfriend.

-Don't worry, I'm not sleepy- she replied after a few moments and gently removed his hand from her thigh just to bring it close to her lips so she could plant a soft kiss on his palm.

-I love you Jax- the girl whispered.

Jaxon let out a small laugh, -what the **** are you even talking about kid?- he replied with a smile still on his lips. Michelle smiled, she knew that Jaxon wasn't good with words and that his love language was completley diffrent than hers, yet that only made her fall for him even harder.

The rest of the trip to their small apartment passed rather quicky. Rain continued to pour while a random 90's band played on the radio, Michelle hadn't felt that kind of peace in a long time. It seemed as if everything was perfect and just the way it should be. All the problems that had led her to end up at the police station were long gone. The couple was happier than ever heading back to the place they both called home.

As soon as they arrived Jaxon wasted not time getting out of the car taking Michelle along with him. He pulled her closer to him until their lips met. The kiss was rough and desperate as usual, Jaxon struggled to open the front door but refused to break the kiss. As soon as he managed to open the door he pulled Michelle torwards him and easily lifted her up.

The girl wrapped her legs around his hips and continued to kiss him as he made his way into the living room and layed her on the old couch. Her boyfriend hurried to undress her and himself before positioning himself between her pale legs. She played with his hair and watched as he lowered his head to wrap his thin lips against one of her nipples.

Michelle whimpered when he harshly bit the sensitive bud, -It sucks your tits are so small- he spoke as of his hands wrapped around her other ******. –No joke, I think mine are bigger than yours- he laughed and placed his free hand on his own chest pretending to compare the size.

Michelle's stomach became a knot, it wasn't the first time he made fun of her body. In fact, he did it all the time but for some reason he still managed to hurt the girl's feelings even after being together for so long. She tried not to pay attention to his comments and blamed it on Jaxon's dark humor.

-Get on all four's, I don't want to look at your chest or my **** will get soft-.

Michelle nodded and immediatley obeyed him. At least he still wanted to **** **** with her, right?

-Your *** is kinda decent- Jaxon said before smacking her behind approving it.

Michelle stopped herself from complainting when Jaxon suddenly entered her without any warning. She should be used to the pain since it hurt everytime they made love, but her body simply refused to get used to it. Almost as if it tried it's best to reject Jaxon.

Once inside her the male started to move his hips, setting the fast pace he usually went for. Michelle rested her face against the couch as she waited for Jaxon to reach his high. After just a couple of moments she felt him pull his member out of her and seconds later a familiar warm liquid stained her back.

-Here- Jaxon said and threw his tshirt at her so she could clean herself. Michelle smiled and sat on the couch while wiping her back. Her smile didnt last for long, it dissapeared as soon as she watched her boyfriend get dressed in a hurry.

-Jax, where are you going?-.

The male stopped what he was doing to look at her, -since when do I have to tell you what the **** I do?- he asked as he made his way torwards her.

Michelle tried to fight back tears but failed miserably, how could such a happy moment end so terribly? Just moments ago they were making love...and now she was going to be alone for the second time of the night.

-Shit, don't look at me like that- Jaxon spoke and kneeled down so he was face to face with the girl. –You know, I've always liked your diffrent colored eyes, but I have to admit I have a preferance for the blue one- he said and gently placed his right hand on Michelle's face so he could trace her left eye.

-Something about the light blue color makes me want to steal it from you- he whispered before planting a small kiss on her eyelid being careful to not hurt the bruise around it .

The blue haired girl felt the butterflies in her stomach return, at least he liked something about her and let her know. She made sure to appreciate all the tender affection Jaxon allowed himself to give her since it wasn't something that happened frequently.

Jaxon continued to softly kiss her face, making sure to not apply too much preassure as if he were afraid of causing her pain.

-I could easily murder you without histation, but those angelic eyes make me all dizzy and weak- the male in front of her acknowledged suddenly as if he were having some sort of conversation with himself.

Michelle shivered in fear, what was that supposed to mean?

She wanted to believe Jaxon was better than that and that he would never do something to hurt her. It was something similar to what the officer at the station had said "someone who loves you would't hurt you".

The blue haired girl was always unsure about everything but the only thing she was absolutley sure of was that Jaxon loved her. She trusted him, she had faith in him and most importantly she refused to let go of that sweet and caring guy she met when she was only fourteen.

The same guy that would sneak into her foster home just to speak a couple of minutes, the same guy that vowed to protect her the rest of his life and lastly the same guy who promised her the world.

That's why everytime they fought Michelle always thought of the image of that younger Jaxon she had carved on her mind. All couples had problems and they were no different. Thats why no matter how deep and lost Michelle felt Jaxon and her were, she always made sure to save both of them.

After all, deep down she knew having Jaxon in her life sometimes hurt but she could not imagine what not having him would feel like.

-I'll be back in the morning- Jaxon announced before giving Michelle one last stare that seemed to give her a hint for something she didn't quite understand. Yet that was exaclty the point, evil doesn't always look evil. Sometimes it's staring right at us and we don't realize it until it's too late and for Michelle it was far too late.

The problem was that she refused to accept it.

She refused to accept that the good and sweet Jaxon she once knew was long gone and was now replaced by a monster disguised in human flesh.