Vicki's POV
"What are you talking about?" I asked Mark with tears in my eyes.
"Take a look for yourself" he said pointing at the police station. We made our way inside and the sight before me broke my heart. Leon was sitting in a cell in handcuffs with his head lowered while the guy I was dancing with held an ice pack on his badly bruised face. What have I done? I ran to the cell Leon was sitting in and ignoring the cops calling after me. Tears flowed down my cheeks freely now.
"You bastard! What have you done?!" I screamed at him.
"You weren't answering my calls. I thought you had left with him." He said sadly.
"You i***t, you really think I would do that to you?"
"You danced with him Vicki. Right in front of me. How do I Know you wont do more behind my back?!"
"Because you know me
