Demolition Lovers
Chapter 11
Jamia saved me from myself. I thought about last night and finally came to the idea that I had been raped. I sat on the floor ,crying again. I heard footsteps and I tried to wipe away my eyeliner that was now smeared across my face.
"Cherry?" I looked up at her and saw sad eyes staring into my brown ones.
"Oh honey, what's wrong?"
"God Jamia. What's wrong. I was raped last night and if Mikey hadn't saved me I'd be dead now and probably laying some ditch." I didn't mean to snap but I really couldn't help it.
She pulled me into a warm embrace and I couldn't help but sob into her shoulder.
"Listen that fucktard is going to be put in jail because me, you, and Mikey are going to the police station today." I looked up.
"Mikey doesn't like me very much." I said
"Yes he does." She smiled. with a twinkle in her eye.
"How do you know?" I asked, rubbing my eyes.
"I just do. Now, go get ready. My clothes are in the living room by the couch." She helped me up and pushed me into the living room.
"Cherry?" I looked up at her and saw sad eyes staring into my brown ones.
"Oh honey, what's wrong?"
"God Jamia. What's wrong. I was raped last night and if Mikey hadn't saved me I'd be dead now and probably laying some ditch." I didn't mean to snap but I really couldn't help it.
She pulled me into a warm embrace and I couldn't help but sob into her shoulder.
"Listen that fucktard is going to be put in jail because me, you, and Mikey are going to the police station today." I looked up.
"Mikey doesn't like me very much." I said
"Yes he does." She smiled. with a twinkle in her eye.
"How do you know?" I asked, rubbing my eyes.
"I just do. Now, go get ready. My clothes are in the living room by the couch." She helped me up and pushed me into the living room.