He Consulted Me
He Consulted Me
Author: Twi-RangerWords: 1,142Chapters: (3/5)Disclaimer: I don't own Chicago PD, but I wish I did.Warnings: Rape (Non-Consensual/Implied) , abuse (Implied), attempt suicide, parental neglect, drug use (Implied), underage drinking.Author's Note: I have an idea for a future story. Lindsay-centric of course. So continue with this one. I, so want to know about the history between Justin and Erin. 9 favorites, 38 follows, and 14 reviews now. Thank you Justicerocks, ryrissa1993, LUKELORE, daisy thiel, RachelHxxx, Guest, ffedeline, Ghostwriter, and cullentreehill.
Not as great as I wanted.
Uploaded: January 28, 2014
"Do you wish things were different?" Voight asked, after Dawson left them. Lindsay wanted to stay out for a little while. Voight stayed with her, to make sure she was okay.
"No. If it were different, I wouldn't be here. I wouldn't be here," she answered, as she gave him a small smile. She patted the floor for him to sit with her. He sighed and rolled his eyes, but sat down next to her.
"Have you seen your mother?" he asked after a few seconds of silence.
"No," she told him, her smile gone.
"It's been what now?" he questioned, looking at her.
"Have you visited Justin?" she asked, glaring back at him.
"Yes, I have," he responded, not affected by her glare.
"I'll visit my mother when I feel like visiting her," the woman told him, turning her attention to the wall in front of her. "I'm still angry with you."
"He was going to find out anyways," the Sergeant tried to reason with her.
"Serious? That's your excuse?" she asked, as she stood up.
"Yes," he answered, as he stood up as well.
Lindsay rolled her eyes as Voight rested his arm on her shoulder.
"Wh-where we goin'? Erin slurred, as she got into Josh's car.
He rushed and got in the driver side and he drove off.
"Shh, it's okay," he whispered, as he stroked her hair. Erin giggled drunkly, as she leaned into his touch. Josh kissed her cheek and looked at the streets in front of him. She didn't notice anything wrong. She couldn't even think.
They drove for a while. Erin had fallen sleep during the drive. Josh looked at her sleeping form with a smirk on his face.
He looked up and his smirk got bigger when he saw his destination, the motel.
"Want to go out to dinner?" Voight asked, as the detectives and Sergeant walked out the bakery.
Lindsay smiled, "I'm sorry. You're not my type."
"Ha ha, you're funny," he muttered, glaring at her.
She grinned back. "I have nothing better to do."
Voight rolled his eyes and headed to his car, with Lindsay walking behind him. They got in his car and he drove to a burger joint.
Soon, they were sitting across from each other. When Lindsay was younger, they would spend a day together, it started as once per week, but as Lindsay got better, it would ad become once every two weeks. It was the only way he could make sure she was doing okay.
"So, how have you been since we last had our day?" Voight asked, as he grabbed his burger.
Lindsay smiled and shrugged. "It's been the same. Nothing has changes, except now Antonio knows a little about my past."
"Oh really?" he asked, a smile of his own on his face, "What did he say?"
Lindsay narrowed her eyes at him. "Like you don't know. You were watching. I know you were watching."
"I promised I would look after you."
"And you always do."
"Police!" was the first thing she heard when she woke up. There was loud banging on the door. She sat up and felt a cold breeze. Her eyes widened when she realized she was naked. She whimpered when she realized it had happened again. Josh had sex with her without her permission. "Open up!"
She looked around and saw Josh, asleep on the ground. She looked closely and saw the drugs. She laid back and groaned.
The door burst open, policemen entered the room, their guns aimed at her. She yelped and hid her body with the blanket.
"Put your hands up," a male officer ordered.
Erin paled. "I-I'm naked."
The male officer nodded to a female. The female officer beaconed Erin to the restroom with clothes she found on the ground. Erin quickly got changed with the officer in the room with her. Once she was done, the officer started reading her rights as Erin was handcuffed.
As Erin was taken with to the police car, she looked around. She saw Josh in another police car. She looked around and saw the man that was in her apartment, Hank. Her eyes widened, as he watched her. She bit her lip as the officer pushed her into the car. She closed her eyes as the officer drove them to the police station.
The next thing she knew, she was in the interrogation room. The Hank-guy was in front of her.
"What's going to happen to me?" Erin asked in a small voice.
"If you cooperate, you're sentence can get shorten," he asked in his scruffy voice. He didn't show any emotion.
"I-if its about the drugs, I don't know," she told him, frowning. She looked around and then back to her hands.
"What do you remember?" he asked, as he looked at the door that opened.
"Um, Josh and I were at his friends house, uh, drinking, or I was. Um Josh had plans and we left. I fell sleep on the drive. I woke up in the motel room," Erin told him.
Hank nodded, as he stared at her. "We called your mother, no one answered."
"Predictable," Erin muttered, as she glared at the table.
Hank stood up and looked out the door. He closed it and sat down again. "Is everything okay?"
Erin looked at him and frowned.
"No one will know," he told her.
"M-my mom is at home drunk. She's always drunk. She doesn't care about me. No one cares about me," she ranted, clenching and unclenching her fists.
"Your boyfriend?" Hank asked, frowning.
She laughed humorlessly. "He doesn't love me. He just uses me, as a punching bag, for sex, even if I'm not conscious, for anything."
Hank clenched his teeth. He felt the urge to go and beat up the girl's boyfriend.
"You're not alone," he said, as he gave her a small smile. "You'll get a file, with what happened, but I can make sure you can go home."
Erin nodded, not feeling happy.
"I'm here. You have my number. Call me when you need me," he told her, as he stood up. Erin stood up and nodded again. She followed him out as he went to drive her home.
Lindsay nodded. "I never thanked you for beating Josh up for me."
Voight looked up at her. "What are you talking about?"
"I know it was you. When he broke up with me, he had a black eye and a busted lip, after I told you about him," she said, a smile on her face.
"I promised I would protect you. Even before I made it," he said, grinning.
Lindsay looked at the man. She would always think she never had a father, but sitting right in front of her was her true father.
Up next Chapter 4: He Found Me
More about Erin's mom, and the problems she had when she was younger.