“Hey man, is everything okay with (y/n)?” Kim asked your older brother.
“Yeah why wouldn’t it be?” Be quizzed back very confused.
“I dunno, she just seems off. Might be nothing though,” she replied smiling hoping to not have freaked Jay out. But she was right, you had been acting weird. And for good reason.
You had been closing up Molly’s for Hermann. He offered you a job last year to help you out as the shifts were mostly night time allowing you to attend college during the day. The money was pretty good too and the tips were decent as well. But tonight the vibe was off. There were a couple of guys that had been giving you some hassle throughout the night. The usual shit banter that you could only handle for so long. Your replies had become more and more blunt as the night went on. But you never anticipated what would have happened next. Once you had closed up you headed to your car which was parked around the corner. You done this for two reasons, one there was no parking charges and two, you didn’t want drunk people stumbling out and bashing your car.
You couldn’t shake the feeling in your gut. Something didn’t sit right as your walked across the road to your car. You tried to get your phone but your arm was grabbed by what you presumed a man.
“Now sweetie, are you going to change your attitude?” The bitter cold voice spoke in your ear sending shivers down your spine.
“I suggest you get your hands off of me.” You bit back trying to free your hand from the man. You recognised his voice instantly.
“Now now, where would the fun be in that? I think you need a lesson in manners,” he laughed as he pushed your hair out your face. Everything inside was telling you scream and fight. You had heard enough from your brothers about how to make a scene but being in this position was completely different.
You froze for a second before you took a deep breath and screamed. You started fighting back but he just got stronger and used his power against you. But you didn’t go down without a fight, you fought the whole way through fearing for your life. Your hands were reaching out for something to hit him with. That was when your hand came across a broken bottle. You grabbed it and stuck it into his side giving you enough time to get away and grab your things before running to your car. He tried to block your car but you just kept your foot down.
You headed straight for Lakeshore. There was no way in hell you were going to Chicago Med. Both your brothers had talked enough about how victims wait too long before going to the hospital to get a rape kit done.
And that’s what you did. You gave all the details and got all the necessary tests done. You spoke to an officer and gave a statement and she gathered all the evidence. You made her swear not to breathe a word of this to Jay or the intelligence unit. Which thankfully she promised.
Now all you had to do was to get through this.
You tried to be as normal as possible. But every ounce of your being wanted to crumble. The police had no luck in finding him, which you weren’t surprised at. But trying to move past this was killing you. You knew your brothers would want to help, but you couldn’t handle the pity looks that they’d give you. You didn’t want to be a victim. You were a survivor. You told yourself this everyday. You survived. And you were going to keep on surviving.
But unfortunately still living with your brother who was a detective and being pretty tight with his team at work, meant your act had to be pretty spot on. But as time went on cracks were beginning to show.
Everyone could see it. But no one knew what exactly was going on.
Jay had invited you for tea before your shift at Molly’s so you were meeting him at the precinct. You headed up to the unit as normal and had your usual welcome.
“Hey sis, won’t be long,” Jay shouted as he headed back to his desk.
“No problem,” you went to reply but we’re caught off guard with the photo of your rapist hung up on the board with many other faces.
“Everything okay?” Kim asked, bringing your attention back to reality.
You cleared your throat, “eh yeah, sorry. I’ll uh, I’ll head to the break room.” You took one last look at the bastard and walked to the room.
Everyone looked at each other with questioning looks. But quickly got back to work.
There was a knock on the door which caught you off guard. It was Hailey.
“Hey, (y/n), everything okay?” She asked, coming to sit beside you.
You swiftly wiped a tear, “I’m all good,” you smiled hoping she’d drop it.
“If there is anything, which I’m pretty sure there is, I’m always here,” she said softly spoke giving you a small smile.
“I’m good,” you smiled back.
Exhausted didn’t even cut it. You hadn’t been sleeping which was beginning to show.
You were sat on the sofa with the tv playing but you weren’t paying attention when you heard Jay on the phone. You could roughly hear something about the offender being the ring leader of a sex abuse scandal and there were reports but girls wanting to keep their names out of it. That’s when your stomach sank. You were one of those girls. Guilt washed over you over the fact that you could be holding back vital evidence that could nail him. But there was just one thing stopping you. Jay. You couldn’t face the look he’d give you and you also didn’t want him going off on one and killing him. Because that’s exactly what his gut reaction would be to do.
You decided to head out and get some fresh air. But that soon turned out to be a bad idea. Because in the park sitting on a bench was him. He was sat watching young moms with their kids which made your blood boil. You instantly saw red. All common sense went out of your head and you headed straight for him. You sat down beside him and turned angrily.
“They’re going to get you, you sick fuck.” You spat at him.
“Now, come on. Do you need another lesson in manners?” He sneered at you, looking you up and down instantly making your skin crawl.
“Go fuck yourself,” you went to stand up but once again he grabbed your wrist. You immediately yanked it away and pushed in back into the bench.
“Don’t you ever fucking touch me again,” you shouted at him, you could feel the tears beginning to build up but you suppressed them. Not wanting him to see how he’d got to you.
But whilst all this was going on, you had no idea that the intelligence team were doing surveillance on him. They had managed to put a chip in his phone to allow the team to listen in to what he was up too, so they heard everything. Jays stomach flipped once he realised that the son of a bitch had touched his sister. Hailey instantly grabbed a hold of him and told him to calm down. Knowing exactly what his gut reaction would be.
“You fully deserved what I did to you sweetie. That’s what you get or being so rude,” he spoke, with a disgusting smile on his face.
“How does your head even comprehend that being inappropriate to someone when they’re working and not getting the reaction you wanted back leads to rape?” You spat back.
Without you even knowing you were giving the team the intel that they needed to arrest this son of a bitch.
“Oh honey, this is what I do. I give lessons to rude little bitches who think they’re entitled to turn down my attention. Most of the time, when they see me again I get no attitude but you, you’re something else,” you saw a darkness form in his eyes and your gut was telling you to run. So you did. But to your dismay he ran after you.
This time he wasn’t ever getting near you because the whole team were coming after you both. You heard the shouts of “Chicago PD,” before you tripped over a branch. When you felt the hands on your arms to pull you up you started kicking and screaming.
“(y/n)! It’s me, it’s Jay. You’re safe” the words instantly calmed you down and you threw yourself into his arms. Immediately breaking down in his arms as he hugged you tight. You held on tight and sobbed into his chest.
Whilst the rest of team got him in the squad car and tidied up the scene you eventually calmed down. You walked to Jays truck in silence with his arm over your shoulder.
You guys were half way along to the district when Jay cleared his throat, “we’ll need to get a statement from you (y/n),”
Before you got out the car you took a hold of Jays hand, surprising him.
“Please Jay, please don’t look at me like I’m some victim okay? I fought. I fought fucking hard. But he was just too strong. I don’t want the rest of the guys to look at me like that or treat me any different. I’m still me.” You pleaded.
Jay tightened the grip on your hand, “(y/n), you’re the strongest person I know. To go up to him after he did what he did and basically closed the case. You’re not a victim. You’re a badass.” He choked on the last bit, you could see him holding back his tears.
You gave your statement and headed out with Jay.
“You’re dealing with it a lot better than I thought” you said as you got in the car.
“Is that why you didn’t tell me?” He asked looking a little lost.
You took a deep breath, “This was my thing to deal with Jay. I didn’t know how to deal with it. The last thing I wanted was everyone looking at me like I was a victim or you ending up in prison for committing murder. I did everything you had said before. I went to the hospital and I reported it. I just made sure that they wouldn’t say anything to you.” You gave him a sheepish smile.
“I see you avoided chicago med,”
“Shall we pick up takeaway and have a movie night? See if Will is free?” He asked as he started the car.
“You always know how to cheer me up,” you reached over and gave him a hug.
No matter what, and no matter how old you guys were, you always knew that your brothers will always have your back. And you’d always have theirs.
