: Chapter 28
Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste
Weâve been sitting on top of a desk for approximately five minutes. My eyes stayed glued on the clock as every second ticked by. It was nerve-racking having to wait for the cops to arrive.
My hands were folded under my breast, acting as a protective barrier for what was about to happen. I knew I had to eventually explain what transpired here. But it didnât make it easier. In fact I felt revolted just thinking about speaking about it.
The security had been wiping a wet rag over the boyâs face. He had finally regained his consciousness and had started to curse softly when the man pressed the rag on his cheek.
Blake had been silent but I could sense the anger that still radiated off of him in waves. I knew he was upset and by the way he glared at my attempted rapist I knew he was still thinking of ways to murder him.
The sound of the sirens has my skin prickling with anxiety and I start to sweat profusely.They were here. âBlake Iâm scared.â I whispered for his ears only. He moves off the desk and comes towards me, pulling my head to his chest. âItâs okay bambina. Nothing bad will happen.â
I know he was trying to ease my worries but even he didnât believe his own words. There was no assurance that the cops would believe us or listen to what happened. For all we knew, the guy could come up with the most ridiculous thing and get away with it.
âIâm afraid theyâll arrest you-â I choked up pressing my nose on his black shirt. âThey wonât.â He assured brushing a hand down my hair in comfort.
âYou two better not be plotting a way out of this. The cops are here and will get to the bottom of whatever happened here.â The security mumbles.
I tear myself away from Blake and look over at the security. Not once did he think that I was the victim and not the boy he was cleaning up. I couldnât blame him, I havenât exactly explained to him what happened.
âCops?!â The attempted rapist screeched out. It was like he now understood what was happening around him and he didnât look a bit happy to hear the news.
At that second the door bursts open and in strides one of the most beautiful cop Iâve ever seen. My anxiety and fear diminishes as officer Ryn and officer Nate enters. Blake visibly sighs in relief when he spots his mom and his uncle.
âBlake Tyler Reed what have you done!?â Rynâs voice is a mix of annoyance and anger. Behind her, a very amused Nate stifles his laughter. The securityâs face is imprinted with a confused frown.
âWhy do you always think Iâm at fault mom?â Blake says with a whine.
Her eyes narrow. âYouâre your fatherâs child. The exact replica in every way.â She says in a matter of factly voice and walks over to us. But stops when she spots the teen boy on the floor with a barely recognizable face.
âOh Blake, what did you do?â She whispered in horror.
Blake groans beside me. âI wasnât the one at fault this time. This bitch-â
âCan I speak to you in private officer Ryn?â I asks, cutting off Blake. I knew he was confused but didnât word it out.
Rynâs eyes widen in shock as if just realizing I was there. Gaining back her composure she nods quickly. She nudges to the corner of the room and says something to Nate before walking over to the corner.
Blake hand wrap around my arm, stopping me.â Do you want me there with you?â He questions in a worried tone. I turn to him and send him a reassuring smile.
âItâs okay, I got this.â I answered and strut over to a waiting Ryn.
It felt like I was reassuring myself. I admit I was afraid to tell anyone what happened. I felt gross and wanted to scrub my skin until it turnt red. But thatâll have to wait.
It only took one glance at my tense body and ruffled hair to have Rynâs face turned into the shade of a ghost. âPlease tell me thatâs not what happened here.â It comes out like a plea and my eyes fill up with tears.
âOh God.â Ryn whispered in pity.
I sucked in a breath and avoided her stare. It now felt so real. I was now one of those girls who had gotten sexually assaulted and I hated it.â Blake isnât at fault.â I started and cleared my throat of the lump.
â I had stayed back to get some information on a topic. I was just leaving when he.â I said shakily pointing at the guy who now looked scared. âPulled me into an empty classroom and tried to rape me.â
The tears I held back now flowed freely. I finally got the courage to look at Ryn and see the anger in her eyes. âBlake came just in time before the situation escalated.â
She pulls me into her embrace, stroking my back to comfort me as I sobbed on her uniform. âOh darling, Iâm so sorry this happened to you. Weâll make him pay I promise. âShe whispered beside my ear.
She pulls away and looks at me in worry. âWant me to call your mom and dad?â
âNo!â I rushed out. âPlease donât make them know what happened. I want to tell them when Iâm ready. Please just donât involve them.â I pleaded. I didnât know how I would face them knowing that I was this close to getting raped.
I felt ashamed that it happened to me. And in a way I was scared that mom and dad wouldnât look at me the same again. I just knew they would be walking on eggshells around me.
I didnât want that and I definitely didnât want to worry them either. If dad has his way Iâd never get out of the house and be homeschooled for the rest of the semester.
Rynâs brows furrowed in confusion. âTheyâre going to get involved Ashley when you file a report-â
I shake my head feeling fear creep up my spine. âNo, no I donât want that.â I rushed out. Ryn blanches back in shock.
Was I stupid for not making the boy pay for what he has done? â Just make him stay away from me please, thatâs all I want.â I whispered.
She breathes out and looks at the boy who looks like he had seen a ghost. Nate had now walked up to him and was busy questioning him.
âLook Ashley, your head isnât clear right now to make a decision. Iâll give you time but I would advise you to file that report. I do not like that you donât want me to inform your parents about this, but promise me thatâll youâll tell them when youâre ready.â She says in a stern voice.
âWell that asshole doesnât look like he needs a hospital but he does look like he needs a prison cell.â She grits out and starts walking over to the injured boy.
My eyes widen as Iâm quick to follow her. âBut I didnât file-â
âHe still sexually assaulted you Ashley, he deserves to be inside a cell. Look I said Iâll keep this away from your parents but I never agreed to keep this attempted rapist a free pass. Now go home and Iâll take care of it.â She says and roughly forces the boy to stand up.
Turning him around she turns to face her son. âYou did a number on him son. I taught you well.â She smirks then goes serious.âGet Ashley home and start cooking dinner before your dad burns the kitchen again. Oh and if your sister needs help with homework you help her.â
She turns the boy around roughly and earns a groan of pain from him. âDoesnât feel too good being the one helpless now does it little boy?â
âRyn youâll break the guyâs arm.â Nate says in an amused chuckle.
âOops.â