Trigger warning: Sexual assault

Song inspiration: Till It Happens To You by Lady GaGa

The night started with Peggy shakily walking down the street and checking her phone to double check if Google maps was taking her to the right spot. She was horribly lost though and texted Angelica since she had just bought an apartment in the area.
As usual there was no reply, so she texted Eliza. Same thing. They always ignored her and never thought that this might be important. Peggy kept walking until she felt hands wrap around her waist and on grip her mouth.

A couple of hours had past and she was now bloody, bruised, and tossed out on the sidewalk after the strange man raped her. She was considered "lucky" with walking away with her life. Peggy was scared to death, curled up against a building wall, and leaning against a building unaware of what to do. Peggy shakily grabbed her phone and saw it was 3:03 AM.
She once again opened up her google maps and saw that John, her boyfriend's apartment wasn't that far away. Peggy picked herself up and ran as fast as she could, until she got to his place and banged on the door. She heard a few swears and mumbles.
"Who the—" John froze when he saw Peggy panting and crying. "Peggy? Baby-girl what's wrong?" He brought her inside and sat her down.
"I-I-I, hurt....." She rasped and John hushed her.
"Hey, shh, breathe first, love." He cooed and rubbed her back until she finally coughed and finally got her words out, but still sobbing.
"J-J-Jacky, I-I w-was r-raped...." Peggy huffed out and he froze.
"Peggy.... j-just now...?" Tears flooded to his eyes. "B-but... you're my girl...." He said as he touched her hand. "Can I hug you, darlin'?" John asked and Peggy nodded.
"I-I r-ran a mile to g-get h-here...." She sobbed. "I-It was just off o-of Clement Street where I was t-tossed out...." Peggy told him.
"Okay... Sweetheart I'm going to call the police, okay?" He said reassuringly, but Peggy whimpered and buried her face in chest fearfully. "I know, I know, doll. But he hurt you... I don't want that to happen again...." Peggy finally nodded and he dialed 911.
911, what's your emergency?" The operator spoke.
"Hello? My girlfriend just got kidnapped and raped...." John choked up when he spoke that out. He simply told them his address and the woman spoke again.
"Alright were sending police officer's your way. Are there any major injuries?"
"No, ma'am. Just bruises and cuts."
"Okay, be sure she stays still." The operator spoke and hung up.
Peggy pulled away from John and sobbed,
"I-I j-just n-need s-space." She said softly.
John nodded.
"You want me to go? Or stay here? Hold your hand?" He asked gently.
"J-Just s-stay there...." Peggy sobbed into her knees.
After a while the cops showed, luckily one a female. She sat next to Peggy and questioned her before standing up and saying to John,
"You need to get her to the hospital." The female cop said solidly. "We'll be sure to get this sorry excuse of a man thrown in prison."
"Is she hurt?" John asked, concerned.
"No... They need pictures for evidence...." She said slowly, before walking out saying goodbye.
John helped Peggy to the car and drove her to the hospital. When they got there, a nurse pulled her away and asked for her to strip. Peggy hesitantly did so and she took pictures of her body. Afterwards, she got dressed again and walked back out to John. The nurse came out and looked at them.
"Be sure you stay hydrated and get some rest." The woman said and walked off.
Peggy looked to John.
"C-Can I stay at your place... I just don't want to be alone." She had a fear that the man would come for her.
"Of course, love. I'd figured you'd want to stay anyway." He said lovingly as he helped her back out to the car and drove her home.
"So what do you want to do love?"
"Get clean...." Peggy said quietly and John frowned.
"Baby-girl you're so weak right now... unless you want me too... but I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable...." John said slowly as they got in and Peggy shook her head.
"No... I don't mind." She said and John sighed.
"You sure?"
"Yes,"
With that, John helped her into the shower and started helping her get cleaned up. It was really hard to for him to see the finger print bruises on her and the dried blood in her hair where she knocked out.
She was leaning into his chest, almost asleep and that when he grabbed a washcloth and spoke.
"Hey, don't fall asleep quite yet. Let me clean up your face first." He cupped her cheek and Peggy looked up at him drowsily.
John dabbed her face and the planted a soft kiss on her forehead.
Once they were out, he helped her into some pajama's she had over there and got her onto, luckily, clean sheets.
"I can stay or I can sleep in the guest room?" John stroked Peggy's wet hair.
"Please s-stay...." She whined and he nodded, grabbing a hair brush and crawling in next to her.
He wrapped her up in the blankets until she resembled a burrito. She pulled out a hard from her swaddles and grabbed his shirt in a fist like a kitten. John brushed her hair and watched her lull to sleep.
"I love you baby-girl... I'll be here, I promise."
"I love you too...."

1) This physically pained me to write. It was so sad.
2) Please, please, please comment. Would you like a Part 2? If so please tell me you thoughts! Even constructive criticism is appreciated.
3) WHY DOES NO ONE SHIP JEGGINGS(I came up with the name myself :3 )