The next couple of weeks were stressful on us. Every time I went grocery shopping, Throttle or the twins would find me there. They would follow me around the store and ask me questions. It was to the point that Modo had to file for a restraining order on them.

I had been afraid to go back out every week. Today was no different. Modo could tell that I was afraid to go grocery shopping cause they could be at the store, possibly waiting for me. Unfortunately, the restraining order couldn't be served on them cause they weren't threatening my life. Stalking, unless life threatening, isn't against the law.

I was pissed when I found out that they refused to serve the restraining order. I went looking for a different grocery store since I couldn't go to my regular one. It sickened me that the restraining order was denied by the judge. I wanted to hit the judge, but knew better. I shouldn't have to live in fear of my life cause Throttle is stalking me.

While I was putting my groceries in the car, I felt someone hit me from behind. I fell into the backend of the car and was held down. I had no idea who was assaulting me. I couldn't fight back cause the person put all their weight on my back.

I've had flashbacks of PTSD when I've been attacked. The person not only assaulted me, but raped me. I had been trying to fight back, but the rapist leaned more on my back to where I couldn't even kick him from behind.

There had been people walking out of the store and saw what was going on. They called the police, recorded what was happening and some guy yanked my rapist off of me. I was so embarrassed and I felt dirty. I hadn't done anything wrong. I had taken my meds before I left to do some grocery shopping. I grabbed a blanket and wrapped it around me. I wanted to die.

I had managed to turn around and saw who had been raping me. It was my ex-husband. I really felt dirty.

"I hope he turns you away and you die on the streets where you belong, you slut!"

The woman came over and sat me down inside my car, then went to the back of my car, finished putting my groceries in, then shut the backend. She also called the police and made sure an ambulance was sent.
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Several hours after the rape kit had been done, the police had also been asking me questions during that time. The couple that had stopped the rape had given the video to the police along with a statement of what they saw.

Through all the poking and prodding, the police had asked me who they can contact to let that person know where I was. I told them and gave them the number to my husband. They also described who had attacked me and I knew exactly who it was. Mainly, due to the voice. I told the police that my rapist had said something to me while he was raping me.

"That will be very helpful along with identifying your rapist. I am very sorry this has happened to you, ma'am. I hope your husband is also very understanding for what has happened to you."

"I'm sure he will, but I also know he'll go after my rapist. They are friends. They may end up as former friends after he hears this."

"I hope you can persuade him not to go after him. I'm sure you wouldn't want to see him in cuffs or in jail."

"I definitely don't wanna see either happen to him, but I would understand his rage, though."

The officer nodded then pulled out his cell phone and dialed Modo's cell number. He waited for him to answer.
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Modo had been washing dishes from lunch when his cell phone was ringing. He didn't recognize the ringtone or the number when he looked. He answered it anyway.

"Hello?"

"Good afternoon. I'm officer Cory Grant with the Fort Sumter Police Department. Are you Mr. Maverick?"

"Yes, I am. How can I help you, officer?"

"Your wife is in the hospital. She was raped while putting her groceries in her car. There was a couple of witnesses, as well."

"Is she ok? What hospital is she at?"

"She's still in shock, but doing better. She's at Fort Lorenzo Hospital."

"Thank you. I'll be there as soon as I can." Then Modo ended the call. He was pissed, but not at Michelle. He was pissed at whoever had raped his wife.
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Modo arrived at the hospital in about 10 mins. flat. He was that pissed that someone would do that to his wife. She didn't deserve to get raped.

After he walked into the hospital, the officer walked up to him. "Are you Mr. Maverick?"

"Yes. Where is my wife?"

"Follow me. I must warn you, she doesn't want to be touched right now. Her body is very hyper sensitive due to being raped."

"Any idea who did it?"

"She said he knows who did it. She identified him by voice."

"Did she give a name?"

"Yes, she did. She also said you and him are friends."

Modo stopped dead in his tracks. He knew exactly who it was that did that to his wife. His eye started glowing a dark red.

"Sir, you need to be there for your wife. Getting mad isn't going to help her."

Modo calmed down and sighed. "You're right, officer. I apologize. I know exactly who it is that raped my wife. He was my friend. Anyone who attacks my wife is not my friend. He's also my wife's ex-husband."

"Do you know his name?"

"Yes, I do. His name is Throttle Thornboy. Not sure where he is currently living at, but if he's around town, then he could be living here. Just search his name. He should be in the system."

"You seem to know a lot about police work."

"My beautiful wife was a bounty hunter many yrs. ago. She had hired retired and active police officers to help run her business."

"I see. Here we are. We will start searching for her rapist and arrest him immediately."

"Thank you and thank you for calling me. I know she's been worried about going out by herself lately. Now I know why. After you arrest him, I want 5 mins. with him. Just 5 mins."

"For as much as I would love to, I can't. I told your wife that I don't think she would want to see you in cuffs or in jail."

"You're right, but after what he did to her,…"

"I understand your concern about the situation. Just be there for her and support whatever decision she makes."

Modo nodded and walked into the room where I was. I was asleep. The nurse turned around and saw Modo.

"Can I help you, sir?"

"I came to be with my wife. How is she?"

"She had to be sedated. Every time she was touched by one of us, she lashed out."

"She has PTSD. She's been violated many times before."

"I'm sorry to hear that. It would explain the lashing out."

Modo nodded and pulled up a chair next to my bed. He held my hand and squeezed gently. I returned the squeeze. I had a hard time opening my eyes, but I knew who was next to me.

"I'm here, honey."

I turned my head toward the voice. "Modo?"

"Yes, its me, honey. I heard what happened. I'm so sorry I wasn't with you. If I had been, then he wouldn't have done what he did to you."

"Modo Martin Maverick, don't you dare apologize. The police will arrest him and I will have my day in court to tell what he did to me."

"I was told he said something to you. What did he say?"

"He said 'I hope he turns you away and you die on the streets where you belong, you slut!' I hope you don't do that to me."

"I would never do that to you. I'm not like him."

"He said the same at one time, and look what happened."

"Have you ever seen me do that Charley when she was alive?"

"No, but…"

"But nothing. I treat women a lot better than he does and you know that."

"But what if…"

"Then we'll deal with it when the time comes. No matter your decision, I will support you."

I squeezed hand again. "Thank you, sweetheart."

Modo brought my hand up and kissed the top of it. "You're welcome, my beautiful bride."
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A few days later, I was released from the hospital. They had kept me for a few days to make sure I wasn't going to hurt anyone else if they tried to touch me. Modo was surprised that I didn't flinch when he had picked up my hand.

The Dr. had also done the test from the rape kit. He came and pulled Modo aside to give the results of the rape kit test.

He looked over at me then back at the Dr. "Are you sure about the results, Dr.?"

"I'm afraid so, Mr. Maverick. She's pregnant with her rapists' baby."

"I don't have the heart to tell her. Would you mind?"

"Not at all. I understand why you don't want to tell her."

The Dr. walked over to my bed and sat down in the chair. He told me the results of the rape kit. I looked at Modo and started crying.

He walked over and stood next to me on the other side of the bed. He held my hand in his.

In between crying, I apologized.

"You don't need to apologize, honey. This isn't your fault. Like I said, we will deal with this together. I promise. I'll make sure that Tyrone and Troy help you too."

I tried to smile at him, but I couldn't. I felt so dirty…again. I had been violated again. He saw the look in my eyes. So did the Dr.

"Why don't I see if there's a therapist you can talk to? Maybe talking to someone else will help you."

I nodded then watched the Dr. leave my room.

Modo had noticed that the discharge papers were sitting on the rolling tray. He walked around and looked them over. When he was done, he signed them went to find out about some clothes for me.