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"Well, we'll let you guys get to it," Aunt Wendy ushered me to sit while she and Sophie made their way to the kitchen. "We'll be in the kitchen if you want anything."
"Hello! I'm officer Henderson," said the small, chubby man shaking my hand. "So, tell me what happened from start to finish."
I explained the event to him, forcing myself to live the experience twice already from this morning with as much details as possible with him nodding at some parts and frowning at the others.
"From what I'm seeing right now, you've already showered and cleaned the evidence away, so rape kit is not an option anymore," he said, frowning at my stupidity. The desire to wash away all the filth got me so engrossed in it that I completely looked over the fact of a rape kit. How ignorant could I be? Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!
"Do you happen to know the man's name perhaps?" He asked, pulling me out of my self loathe session.
"Astor Aguillard is what he told me his name was," I said with a hint of annoyance swimming in my tone.
His eyes grew wide in complete shock. "Are you sure it was Astor Aguillard?"
"You think I'm lying?" I asked, anger building up in me. Like what the fuck do you mean I'm sure? Bitch, I'm 100% sure.
"No. I'm sorry, Ms. Noelle. That was not my intention," he put the cup down guiltily. "I was just wondering about the name, that's all. I think it's time for me to go. How about you come down to the station tomorrow?"
"I have work tomorrow. Is it ok if I come to see you around twelve?"
"Come by anytime, dear," he said. He really looked like Matilda's bald, ugly dad which made me chuckle inside.
"Thank you, sir," I retorted.
He exited the house, wobbling to his police vehicle and speeding off. He acted real shady after I told him Astor's name. Weird.
"How did it go?" Aunt Wendy sneaked up behind me.
"It was alright," I shrugged and turned on the tv to watch Netflix and take my mind off things. The only problem was I didn't know what to watch or do now.
I woke up with Beyoncé screaming 'Single Ladies' in my ears and snot rags all over my bed. Damn you Grey's Anatomy, always making me sob. That's how I spent my free day. And I really should change the alarm song.
I got out of bed and made my way towards the bathroom. After showering quickly, I put on my scrubs as I worked at a small clinic. It started out by volunteering, but then the owner who was my friend, Sabrina, started paying me because I went there a lot. I loved helping out with sick people especially kids. I absolutely loved kids and hoped to have a couple of my own someday.
I grabbed a water bottle from downstairs and an apple for breakfast. I wasn't in the mood for a good breakfast.
"Take a banana too. You're going to starve with just an apple," Aunt Wendy said, throwing a banana towards me. I caught it right before it could hit my face.
"I'm fine. I'll eat a hefty lunch instead," I retorted, throwing the fruit back to her. "And I'll call you and let you know whatever happens at the station so don't worry and go to work."
"Stay safe, mermaid. Love ya."
"I will. Love ya too, Aunt Wendy."
I sat in my white Buick and started up the engine waiting for it to heat up for a few minutes before I drove towards the precinct.
I was scared and anxious. I don't know what was going to happen there. What kind of questions were going to be asked? What kind of officers were going to be working on my case? Ugh... this was eating me up inside. I parallel parked my car to the side. Parallel parking was the worst. Absolutely hated it. Exiting the vehicle, I walked across the street towards the precinct.
As soon as I entered, I noticed Officer Henderson talking to a younger officer who looked in his early thirties with his brown dense hair and good physique. Officer Henderson stopped dead in his tracks as he saw me at the entrance.
"Ms. Noelle," he came towards me, shaking my hand. "It's good to see you."
"You too," I gave him a half smile.
"This is Officer Davies. He's my assistant and will be working on this case with me," he introduced the young man who shook my hand. I felt the need to sanitize myself because I felt dirty all the time now. Every little flesh on me crawled with repulse.
"Follow me," said officer Henderson compelling me and Davies to follow him into an interrogation room. He motioned me to sit on a black chair by the white table.
"Can you please tell me what happened?"
"I'm pretty sure I already told you the entire thing yesterday," I replied curtly not seeing the need to repeat and relive the event all over again.
"We need you to tell us again for formalities."
"Okay," I responded reluctantly before beginning to explain everything once again. "Well, my friend took me out to a club to celebrate my twenty-first birthday, our graduation that was in a month, and the fact that I got accepted into the Columbia medical school."
"Congratulations!" The two officers exclaimed in unison.
"Thanks?" I narrowed my eyes whilst shaking my head at these two dumbasses. "Then," I told them the entire story briefly all over again.
"How do you know you were raped by him if you were unconscious? Maybe you were hallucinating from the alcohol perhaps," said Henderson. He had the audacity to ask me that. I wanted to slap that ugly chubby face of his. Davies looked at him as surprised as me. "And you also showered before I got there, losing all the evidence."
I stood up throwing the chair back. "Is this a joke to you? Is this a fucking joke to you?" I yelled for everyone to hear while anger bubbled in me. "I know I was fucking raped because that asshole was molesting me before I passed out and when I woke up, blood was flowing through my vagina like a fucking river." I then showed him the bruises on my forearms and wrists from the incident that I noticed this morning while showering. "Do you see this? Or are you fucking blind?"
Tears stung in my eyes while my cheeks flamed up. "You have the audacity to ask a woman if she was raped. How disgusting are you? And I was not drunk because I don't drink. You're probably asking because you want to protect that motherfucker. Corrupted ass officers everywhere," I spat furiously. "I will put that bastard behind bars if it's the last thing I do and I will take your ass there too for trying to defend him." Both officers looked dumbfounded with their jaws on the floor. Guess they didn't expect me to go off like that.
I stomped my way to the door and threw it open to find everyone staring. "What are you looking at?" I shouted in rage. "Mind your own damn business."
I started to walk with my head hanging low in anger when I bumped into a wall. Fuck! I think I'm the one blind. I looked up to see a man instead of a wall. A man with dark dense hair, a little scruff on his jawline sharp enough to cut a bitch up and a hard ass chest wearing a blue suit with a shiny black tie. His sea blue eyes were staring at me through his thick lashes. His aura was classy mixed with bad boy danger. The two men in black standing next to him were a little less intimidating.
"You alright, love?" His deep, husky voice filled my ears.
"I'm sorry. I didn't see you and yes, I'm fine."
I began leaving when I heard one of black suited men saying, "Damn, I'd fuck that too."
"Excuse me?" I said, turning around and trying to calm myself down to not do something outrageous again, but I couldn't help my fists from curling up and digging my nails deep into my palms. What the fuck is up with men?
"I think you heard me," he responded curtly with a smug expression. This stupid ass bitch. I lost it and kneed him right between his legs.
"You fucking bitch!" He growled holding his squished balls. He started coming at me like a wild bull and I was ready to knock this motherfucker out.
"Wren," said the blue suited man, raising his hand to motion the asshole to stop. "Quit!"
"But..." the asshole started to speak as the blue suited man glared at him, compelling him to shut his trap.
"Learn how to respect women," I begin my rant. "Imagine someone doing this to your sister or your mother. Doesn't feel so good, right? So stay in your fucking limits and learn how to respect. Disgusting fuck," I hissed at him, holding myself back from hitting him again.
I turned my flushed face from the groaning man and glanced at the blue suited man who had a smirk planted on his face. He was clearly amused by this. "Knock the smirk off your face or I'll knock it off for you!"
He raised his hands in surrender and dropped the smirk almost immediately, turning it into a small smile. "Sorry," he apologized.
"Better be," I said while glaring back at the black suited man who still held onto his junk for dear life. "Fucking asshole!" I walked out before flipping the man off.
"What the fuck is wrong with people?" I screamed as I got into my car while a few people on the sidewalk stared me down, looking at me like some crazy woman. "And what the fuck are you looking at?" I yelled, making them scramble right away. Jesus. People love a fucking show.
Me: HeyBurger factory: hey mermaid, how did it go?Me: terrible..... absolutely terribleBurger factory: what happened Me: he asked if I was sure whether I was raped like wthBurger factory: he did not...Me: idk what to do... I'll talk to you later. I have to get to work.
I angrily started up the car and made my way to the clinic. This was going to be a long shitty day.