⚠️Later in the chapter, there will be a part where you will have to get a child out of an abusive home. If themes like abuse, drug addicts, and violence upset you, I suggest you skip this chapter and/or the part where I let you know it will begin. Reader discretion is advised.⚠️

//Your POV//

- 5:30 AM -

"Welcome to Dunkin'. May I take your order?"

"Yes can I have a large coffee with *whatever y'all put in your coffee*?" I told the person behind the mic, reading off the menu.

"Of course. Anything else?"

"No, that's it," I told her.

"That will be $4.00, Please pull up to the next window."

I drove up, paid and got my coffee.

I sipped my energy blend as I drove down the highway to the CPS station.

I begged to whatever god was up there that today would be an easy day, my head still pulsing.

As I pulled into the driveway, I showed my ID to the checkpoint officer for the station,  I made a little chit chat with him.

"Woah, L/n. You look like you just crawled out of hell."

"I feel like I did. Hangover."

"Really? What's the occasion?" He inquired.

"My friend just moved into my house with my other roommates and I so we threw a party for him since he's been a little..down in the dumps lately."

"That's sweet of you. Thoughtful as always. Have a good day, L/n!" Bob smiled.

"You too, Bob," I nodded as I rolled up my window.

- 6:00 AM -

After clocking in at the front desk, I hopped into my work car, leaving my personal one in the employee parking lot.

Before I began to drive, I checked my monitor to see what I had to do today for the regular schedule before I was called on any jobs.

"Check on the Jacksons..." I read aloud.

This was normal, having to to check on families I worked with in the past, seeing if the living conditions were fine and if everything was okay.

I typed the address for the home into my Navigation system and began driving.

The town was about 15 minutes away, not far.

- After the inspection, 6:40 AM -

I sent my report through my monitor that the inspection was complete success.

The home was a safe environment and the new parents were kind and caring.

The children had nothing bad to report.

Feeling satisfied with my response, I sent it to my employers, and looked for what was next in my schedule.

Most of things I needed to do were miscellaneous, such as check on other families, inspect homes and other things.

Today was going to be a loooong day.

- 9:59 AM -

Finally, it was break time.

I drove up to some fast food place and got something to eat.

As I ate the food, I checked my phone.

I scrolled through Instagram, realizing basically all of my roommates had something different on their stories.

Having at least 20 minutes to spare, I could give a couple minutes to look at the stories.

Marie's was a video of a cat dancing because why not.

Logan's was for some charity he was promoting that his job was sponsoring.

Blake's was...what the fuck is that?

[There should be a GIF or video here. Update the app now to see it.]

Celeryy's was some sketch with Billie Eilish music playing in the background.

Allison's was a selfie with a filter that gave her a flower crown because she's a kween.

Max's had a zoom in of his dog.

'Never really thought he'd be a dog lover.
Never really thought he loved anything actually..wait.'

My thoughts were interrupted when my monitor started blow up with alerts.

My break had to be cut short, I was needed at a job.

I put the address into my nav, the car into gear, and drove off.

- 10:12 AM -

⚠️This is the part where you need to get the abused child. Themes of Abuse, Drug addiction and violence are present. Reader discretion is advised.⚠️

I finally made it to the apartment building where I was needed to remove a child from the parents.

I walked up to Amy, who is one of my coworkers, "What's the situation?"

We were standing right outside the apartment door, yelling being heard from the inside.

She handed me the case file, and I looked through it.

"Twin Girls, age of 7. The grandmother called us saying the parents are allegedly abusing them whilst doing weed and possibly meth."

"Shit. Anyone in there yet?"

"Nick is in there. He's having trouble negotiating and I have a feeling things are gonna get dirty. That's why chief called you over."

"Alright, I'm going in," I nodded.

"Careful, Y/n."

"I know."

I opened the door, the smell of weed smacking me in the face as soon as I walked in.

"Ma'am, Sir, You need to let the kids out," Nick, my other coworker, grunted.

"What's the problem, Nick?" I walked next to him.

"Great! There's more of them!" The female yelled sarcastically.

"They're not giving up the kids," Nick explained quickly.

"I'll take it from here," I turned to the parents, "Look, we only want what's best for your kids. This isn't a good environment to be in."

"We don't give a shit about what you fucks want! You don't take our kin!" The Male walked up to my face, his breath smelling of alcohol.

"Sir, please step out of my face," I hissed.

He spit a glob of tobacco to the ground, "Or what, girly?"

"You are out of line..Step away now," I Said in a stern voice.

"You have no right to talk to my husband like that!" The woman yelled and socked me right in the nose.

Blood began to spill from my nose as I tackled the man while Nick held down the woman.

"GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME!" The man yelled.

"Amy! We need assistance!" I yelled out the apartment door.

She ran in with a few other agents and handcuffed the parents.

Right before she did, the husband managed to kick me in the face as I was getting up.

'Damn..that's gonna be a black eye.'

"Thanks Amy," I thanked her.

I picked myself up, adjusted my tie, and walked more into the apartment looking for the kids.

I eventually found the girls, hiding in a closet, shaking and holding each other.

"Hello Girls, can you please come with me? Your parents can't hurt you anymore."

The agreed in the middle of their sobbing.

I gave them a hug, and sent them off with another officer to take them to headquarters.

"Good work Y/n," Amy smiled to me.

"Yeah Y/n, thanks for saving my butt back there," Nick scratched the back of his head.

"No problem."

I soon hopped back in my CPS car and hit the road again.

- 3:30 PM -

It was finally the end of the day, the rest of it being uneventful besides the case with the twins.

I clocked out, saying goodbye to my coworkers, and got in my personal car.

"See You tomorrow, L/n," Bob waved from his office.

"Bye, Bob."

As I was driving out I got a text from Max.

-hey you off work yet?

I pulled to the side of the road to text him back.

-just got off :)

-nice. if you don't mind..can you please pick me up?? I don't really want to Uber today.

-sure

I was in no rush anyways.

I drove the 15 minutes from the station to Mart Mart (yes that's the store's name).

Max was waiting for me outside when I pulled up next to him.

"Hey Y/n- jeSUS FUCK," He yelled as he got into the passenger seat.

"What??" I asked.

"Y/n what the fuck happened?!"

"What do you mean???" I asked, confused.

"You have a black eye and your nose is swollen, that's something you don't realize you have?!"

"Ohhhh. I went on a job today and the parents kinda got me a couple times," I shrugged, "Most of the time I forget the marks are even there."

"Y/n those are more than marks."

"Whatever."

"Shit..that looks really fucking painful," Max grimaced.

"Meh, ya get kinda numb to it."

"That's kinda a bad thing.." He mumbled.

It got a little quiet after me driving for a little bit, "So, how was you're day?"

"Eh, Fine. Some lady tried to steal potato chips," Max recounted.

"Mood," I chuckled, "Dude when we get home, once I shower and shit, I'm going right to bed. No questions asked."

"You're probably just going to wake up at 9 and not sleep at all."

"Well fuck."

We soon pulled up to the house, dragging our sweaty asses to the front door, both of us equally drained from work.

"Thanks for the ride, Y/n."

"No problem. We can just carpool on the weekends since I get out around the same time as you do on Saturdays."

"Alright. I'm off on Sundays and Thursdays."

"It's a plan," I smiled.

I soon ate, showered and relaxed until it was time to go to bed.

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