You refuse fighting the feelings in your head, he backhands you, you scream in pain, then punches you, slaps you around more. He pulls you up and gets a knife, ready to kill you, when the door gets kicked in with a cop pointing a gun at him, he drops you. He makes a play on the cop and he fires, rubbing him out. The cop radios for more, as the cop checks on you, your cold, sick, naked and in pain as he pulls a blanket to put on you. A female detective comes in and talks to you, it was a big vice bust in the motel, another cop comes in with some sweat suit for you to wear out, the detective asks who you are and answer with "I don't know, I woke up and he wanted a blow job, I refused then he beat me, well afterward, I think he was going to kill me", you cried for a bit, you where given some water. On the way you rode in the ambulance with a few others, looking scared and beaten as well. At the hospital your on a bed getting checked out, you tried to answer questions, taking your fingerprints for an id on who you are, your resting the young white cop who saved your life stopped by to check on you, he was nice, you found yourself getting attracted to him. He left you a card with his number if you needed any help later. They sent a shrink to speak to you, you couldn't tell him you where once a 15 year old boy, with a uncertain future at least your not going into a nut house, and with some help you can go on.