SURPRISE! I said to myself, why not? ENJOY xx
CPOV
What the fuck is happening here? This Detective is an asshole. Did he think Anastasia was lying?
"Detective, care to explain why you felt the need to speak to Miss Steele in that way. She told you what happened, shouldn't you be questioning and arresting this Jose guy? Clearly he is the one who committed a crime!" I'm pissed the fuck off.
"Mr. Grey, I will only say that until Mr. Rodriguez is unconscious, we won't have all the answers to my questions. This investigation will go on until I have enough evidence to determine what happened and is at fault. The only ones who know what really happened in that house are Miss Steele and Mr. Rodriguez. That young woman is not under arrest if that is what she is assuming. I just want facts. I took her statement and when he wakes up then you can rest assure that I will be questioning him as well. We hope to obtain her blood work to see what the results say. Do me a favor and don't tell me how to do my job. Have a good day, Mr. Grey," the Detective says and walks away.
As I watch them leave, I felt it would be ideal at that Anastasia seek legal counsel. I'll call my dad and have him help her. This cannot and will not fall on her. She was the victim here. I turn towards her room and I see Taylor standing by her door, and I walk over to him.
"Taylor, I need to speak with my father. Let's head over to his office. We can leave my car here for the time being and if anything, we can have someone come and collect it and return it to my apartment." I say in a hurry.
"Of course, Sir, the nurse came out and said Miss Steele is resting now. She will be asleep for a few hours," Taylor let me know.
On the way to my dad's office, I think about the last several hours. She needs my help. I don't know her but I know she told the truth. When I found her there in the street, I couldn't leave her there. I was a complete stranger to her, shit I still am. But she asked me to help her. I could call myself her rescuer but that young woman managed to rescue herself without the help of others. Who knows what that man was capable of doing to her. She was brave enough to fight him off. I'll be damned if she goes down for this because that piece of shit couldn't take no for an answer. Walking into the law firm, my dad's assistant says he is not busy at the moment. I simply knock on the door and walk in.
"Hi dad, sorry to barge in unannounced but-" I walked up to him to shake his hand.
"Christian this is a pleasant surprise," he smiles.
"Dad, I need your help. Something has happened and your legal counsel will most likely be needed."
"Are you in trouble, son? What's wrong?" He asks me with a concerned look on his face.
"No, it's not me who is in trouble. It's this young woman I met last night." he lifts an eyebrow and I roll my eyes. "Dad, I think she needs help. She was kidnapped, and she escaped but she injured her kidnapper. She took off running, and I found her in the street."
I explain everything that happened in the hospital and told him that the Detective was returning for further questioning.
"Do you know if she was drugged, were tests done to confirm that?" My dad asks and I simply nod.
"Okay son, I will see this young woman and I will get all the information I need. This can go good or bad," he says.
"Dad, she can't go to jail for this. She is innocent and for al we know when this man wakes up, I doubt he will tell the truth. I have a feeling he will play the victim," I tell him.
JPOV
Ugh, I am in so much pain. I thought I was going to die when I felt her stab me. I was in and out of consciousness when I was being taken out of my dad's house by paramedics. Where is Ana? I couldn't go after her. Shit, this isn't good. I am going to go to jail if she said something to the police. I need to disappear and lie low until I can find somewhere to go. But I can't leave without Ana. She needs to come with me. Surely she would tell the police she was kidnapped by someone else. Right? She won't tell them it was me who took her. She wouldn't do that me, I am her friend after all.
There is a knock on my door and the doctor comes in. My stomach hurts so badly.
"Mr. Rodriguez, nice to see you awake. How are you feeling?," I shrug and he continues, "well pain is to be expected. The injury you sustained didn't damage any vital organs, so that's a good thing. You were very lucky."
I groan when I hear another knock on the door. It's my dad with two men following behind him. Great, I am so screwed.
"Hello Mr. Rodriguez. How are you feeling? I am Detective Rogers and this is Detective Barnes." People really need to stop asking me that!
"I'm in pain and tired. Doctor, when can I go home?" I ask him. I really don't want to talk to them right now.
"Not yet, I think a few more days in observation will do, just to make sure no infections presents itself," he says.
"Mr. Rodriguez, can you tell me what happened to you? What went on in your home Monday night?" The Detective asks.
"I.. I was with my girlfriend that night. We were hanging out and enjoying the night. We ate dinner and had some drinks afterwards. The night really was a blur after that. I remember little," I lie.
"Was there anyone else there with you two in the home?" I shook my head no. "Mr. Rodriguez, the reason we ask is because you were found with an injury and the 'girlfriend' you claim was with you is also here in this very hospital being treated with injuries as well." Shit, shit.. what do I do now? I'm so fucked. "She said that you drugged her and kidnapped, held her captive in your home and that during the scuffle in an attempt to escape, she unintentionally stabbed you and ran. That young woman has physical bruising on her body," the other Detective says. All I can do is stare at them.
"I didn't kidnap her! I would never harm her an any way. We were hanging out and not that it's any of your business but we tend to experiment if you get what I mean. After some time together it was getting later and we had one to many drinks, we may have had a disagreement. She wanted to leave, but I didn't want her to go home in her state. Like I said I remember little after that," I lie again. How could she do this to me! She told the police I kidnapped her. If they believe her, how am I going to get out of this?
"So please explain the injury to your stomach?" Detective Rogers asked. How the hell am I going to explain that? What the I tripped and fell on a knife I had in my hand? They aren't stupid.
"I-" I was going to answer him when I hear my dad.
"I think it's best we leave the questioning alone for now. He just woke up, and he needs his rest. Please come back another time, Detectives," my dad steps in. I was exaggerating the severity of my pain just to not say anymore.
"Very well, but Mr. Rodriguez, we will be back." They make there leave and my dad closes the door behind them.
Fuck, I need to get out of here. But how? My dad tells me he is going to stay with me tonight. Great, me trying to leave here isn't going to be easy. I notice my dad's bag on the chair and I hope he brought clothing with him. I leave tonight when he is asleep before those two cops come back to question me some more.
"What is going on, Jose? You have never been in trouble with the police. What did you do to Ana? Ray called me and he told me what Ana said to him. If you did something to that poor girl, I'll be very disappointed in you. I thought I taught you better than that, young man," my dad says angrily.
"Dad, what Ana said was not true," I tell him.
"Then what really happened to you and Ana? Why do you both have injuries? What aren't you telling me Jose? You told them she was your girlfriend. I didn't know you two were in a relationship. None of this makes any sense," Dad says confused.
"Dad, I'm tired and I want to sleep, just drop it!" I say, annoyed.
This will not end good. Think Jose, think.
