Jonathan and I were seated in the back seat of Officer Burns police car. I had always wanted to see the inside of these but in the current situation, I wished that I wasn't in it. It hadn't been too long since I was with my family but I didn't know if I could see them for I had finally begun to feel happy due to Jon.

I wanted to prove to my family that I didn't need or want them in my life and to make an initial statement I decided to wear something that I would have never been allowing to wear with them. I didn't want to show them that I feared them to any degree and that included how I presented myself to them from my choice of clothing.

My parents had always been ones to strive away from the sight of skin to others, meaning that I couldn't even wear t-shirts, skirts, dresses, and shorts unless I was wearing leggings or a cardigan to hide the skin that was being shown. They were also against anything that showed my form too much, believing that it would cause men to go crazy. Then the added bonus of them body shaming me that drove me away from wearing those things personally.

I looked out of the car's window and followed the buildings rushing by and the other cars driving by. I took a shaky, deep breath to try and calm the nerves that were ruling over my body. I thought about all the things that could go wrong but was drawn out of my thoughts by Jon squeezing my hand. I turned my head to see him giving me a supportive smile, I gave him a weak one back in order to not freak him out but he caught onto my amazing acting and grabbed my hand with both of his before placing a delicate kiss on the back of my hand.

"Calm down My Queen, it'll be fine. You're the victim here not them just be sure to not let their words get into your head." Jon's words calmed me down and my breathing slowly returned to its normal pace.

Too soon the police station came to view and all of a sudden we were parked outside of the main doors.

"I'm going to go in and check some stuff. You to stay here and I'll be back to get you. Miss, I want you to know that we will make sure that your family won't cause any more damage to you and that we won't just turn our backs on this."

"They aren't my family." My eyes turned to look at the officer while speaking and I could practically hear the hate that was leaking off of my own words. The officer seemed to notice too because he simply nodded and left to do whatever he needs to do before we confront my family.

"Y/N, look at me." I looked down and refused to look Jon's way before I felt him crept closer to me. A tear slipped out of my eye and I let what I thought o be a silent sob.

"No, no, My Queen, don't cry. They don't deserve your tears." Jon somehow turned me around in order to face him. He placed two fingers under my chin that was still facing the floor and slowly brought my face up and level to his. He moved his hand to cup my cheek before dragging his thumb over my face in order to wipe away the few tears that had escaped my eyes. He brought my head towards his chest and began to run his fingers through my hair while humming a slow and beautiful tune.

"What's that song your humming Jon?"

"Oh, it's something my mom would do when my siblings and I were crying or in need of comfort."

"Well, your mom definitely knew what she was doing."

"Do you feel better love?"

I nodded against his body and remained against him for a bit longer before I was gently moved away from him. I thought that the officer had returned so I began to turn towards the door but was stopped when Jonathan leaned down and connected our lips in a slow and comforting manner. He slowly brushed his arms up and down my body, the motion sucked the tense feeling from my muscles as I relaxed into his arms. We stayed like that until I broke us apart.

"Thank you Jon."

"For what Y/N"

"For being with me along the way, you could have just given me some money, handed me to the police or just ignored me but you didn't. I could never thank you enough for what you did for me and how you provide this constant light in my life."

" Y/N, being with you is a good enough thanks."

"Ugh, that was so cheesy." I rolled my eyes and looked over my shoulder to see Officer Burns walking out of the station, towards us. Jon followed my gaze and let go of my waist.

"It's time Y/N" I nodded and slowly opened the door with my once shaky hand. I stepped out with Jon following my actions before we walked towards the officer.

"Miss, your family is currently waiting. They don't know about us knowing what they did to you or that Jonathan is with us. They still believe that he is currently being locked up for kidnapping you. The plan is that we'll walk into the room all together and then question them about whether or not they did what you claimed them to have done."

Every step I took surprisingly brought more confidence to me. I suddenly felt the great desire to get revenge as I walked side by side with Jonathan, as our fingers were interlaced with one another's. We finally reached the door that would lead to my future, my better future.

Officer Burns unlocked the door and stepped in first but held it open for Jon and I. I smiled at him for the kind gesture but that smile quickly disappeared once I saw my horrid family in front of me. I saw the way they were looking at me and immediately knew that they were about to put up a performance of a lifetime for the officers that sat in the room.

"Oh, my precious daughter. Y/N are you okay. I was worried sick. We all were." My mother walked up to me, her words didn't cover up the look of hatred in her eyes.

"I'm fine, mother. I'd say even better than I have ever been." I saw her fake smile falter before it returned quickly.

"See my poor baby's mind has been twisted by that man that stands behind her."

"On the contrary mother, this man has done the exact opposite."

"Pff Man, I'd say he was a boy." My father decided to join the conversation, standing up himself.

"Besides that point, your siblings have also been missing you soooo much." Ya, I think, they've been missing my cooking.

My siblings took that at their cue to try and run and give me a hug, but the older officer quickly held them back.

"Officer burns and I are going out for a quick bit, we'll let you have your little reunion." With that, the two of them walked out of the door but the other officer sent a wink my way, telling me that they were plotting something.

The moment the door shut my mom ran up to me and pointed a finger right in my face.

"You, you ungrateful little...how dare you. You are going to come home with us and say that this boy kidnapped you and we can go back to being a happy family." I saw my dad holding back Jon from interfering, Jon could have easily fought back but I nodded to him to not.

"Happy, happy, you call us a happy family. You guys treated me like crap all because I started to become my own person and found my own interests in gaming."

"No we didn't treat you like that because of gaming, we treated you like that because we have always hated you. I never wanted a daughter like you and neither did your father. That just gave us an excuse to treat you the way we have always wanted to, like a servant so that you could finally be useful."

At that moment I knew that I had won, the next few moments were a haze. The officers came back into the room and handcuffed my parents, some other folks grabbed my sibling stating that they were going into foster care and most importantly Jon walked over to me and held me in a tight hug.

"It hurt me to see you mother talking to you like that and me not doing anything about it but we won. You won."