Hogan looked nervously at Simon who simply raised his eyebrows. "Come on,"
he said. "You have to tell her."
"Okay," CJ said. "You two are making me very nervous. What the hell happened that you are so afraid to tell me?!" She nearly yelled.
CJ's tone made Hogan run behind Simon. "Aunt CJ, p-please don't y-yell," she said in a shaky voice.
Simon looked at her. She really was pretty sexy when she yelled. He quickly put the thought aside and looked down at Hogan and back up at CJ. "Will you kindly stop scaring her to death? She's upset enough as it is," he said sternly.
CJ flinched at his tone of voice. "Okay," she said in her 'normal' voice. "Hogan, what happened?" She held out her hand for Hogan to take so she could sit next to CJ.
Hogan took a deep breath. "Basically, when I didn't do what Craig wanted to do...you know, go a little further than just a goodnight kiss, he-he..." She couldn't seem to continue, for tears started to roll down her face again.
CJ grabbed a tissue and handed it to Hogan. She put her arms around her and held her. "It's okay," she said in a gentle voice. "Don't be afraid to tell me."
She nodded slowly and wiped her eyes. "He started calling me all these names and tried to force himself on me...Then he said that I was just a waste of time and left with his friends, leaving me at the school...alone..."
Simon cleared his throat. "Hogan, wasn't there something you left out there?" He looked at her. "You've got to tell her."
"Tell me what," CJ said, now getting worried.
"Well, he sort of...he--"
CJ put her hand over her mouth. "Oh no, he didn't r--"
"No, he didn't do that." Hogan looked at Simon. 'I'm afraid to tell her,' she mouthed to him.
Simon moved so that he was now sitting on the other side of Hogan. He took her hand. "It's okay," he whispered.
"What's going on here," CJ asked, now very concerned.
Slowly, Hogan took off the jacket that came with the dress. She couldn't seem to stop shaking with fear. "He sort of-h-he--" She took a deep breath. "He hit me," she whispered as she took the jacket off completely, showing CJ the rather large bruise on her upper left arm.
"Holy sh--"
"CJ, I don't think now is the best time for that kind of language," Simon said as he looked over at her.
She nodded. "Right." She then looked at Hogan, then at Simon, and back at Hogan again. "You told him?" She asked, confused.
"Yes," Hogan whispered. "I'm sorry, Aunt CJ, I didn't know what to do. He was the first person I thought of. I'm so sorry." She said as she started to cry softly.
CJ put her arm around her. "It's all right, I'm not angry, just surprised that you called him," she said, gesturing over to Simon.
"Well, he is with the Secret Service. I knew that if I called him and brought me back here that you wouldn't be able to get as angry, since he is- was your bodyguard."
Simon looked up at CJ and shrugged. "Hey, at least she called."
"How did she get your phone number," CJ asked.
"As we were waiting for you to change back into your regular clothes at the department store, I told her that if she noticed anyone following her to call me. So I gave her my number."
"She was afraid that someone was following her?"
"Um, I'm still here you know," Hogan said.
CJ looked at her. "Did he hit you anywhere else?"
Hogan looked at Simon and bit her lip. "Uh..."
"Go on, tell her," Simon said.
She took a deep breath a slowly pushed her hair away from the back of her neck."
"Holy sh--"
"CJ, what did I just say about the language," Simon said.
She rolled her eyes and looked back at Hogan. "Why don't you go change into your pajamas and get ready for bed."
"All right." She stood up. "I'm sorry, Aunt CJ." She hugged her.
"Don't be sorry, it's all right," CJ said, hugging her back.
Hogan turned to Simon. "Thank you for coming to get me." She smiled softly and put both her hands on his, not sure if it would be right to hug him or not.
"No problem," he said, freeing his hands and hugging her. "Just don't wait so long next time."
She nodded and went to the guest room, leaving CJ and Simon alone.
TBC...
"Okay," CJ said. "You two are making me very nervous. What the hell happened that you are so afraid to tell me?!" She nearly yelled.
CJ's tone made Hogan run behind Simon. "Aunt CJ, p-please don't y-yell," she said in a shaky voice.
Simon looked at her. She really was pretty sexy when she yelled. He quickly put the thought aside and looked down at Hogan and back up at CJ. "Will you kindly stop scaring her to death? She's upset enough as it is," he said sternly.
CJ flinched at his tone of voice. "Okay," she said in her 'normal' voice. "Hogan, what happened?" She held out her hand for Hogan to take so she could sit next to CJ.
Hogan took a deep breath. "Basically, when I didn't do what Craig wanted to do...you know, go a little further than just a goodnight kiss, he-he..." She couldn't seem to continue, for tears started to roll down her face again.
CJ grabbed a tissue and handed it to Hogan. She put her arms around her and held her. "It's okay," she said in a gentle voice. "Don't be afraid to tell me."
She nodded slowly and wiped her eyes. "He started calling me all these names and tried to force himself on me...Then he said that I was just a waste of time and left with his friends, leaving me at the school...alone..."
Simon cleared his throat. "Hogan, wasn't there something you left out there?" He looked at her. "You've got to tell her."
"Tell me what," CJ said, now getting worried.
"Well, he sort of...he--"
CJ put her hand over her mouth. "Oh no, he didn't r--"
"No, he didn't do that." Hogan looked at Simon. 'I'm afraid to tell her,' she mouthed to him.
Simon moved so that he was now sitting on the other side of Hogan. He took her hand. "It's okay," he whispered.
"What's going on here," CJ asked, now very concerned.
Slowly, Hogan took off the jacket that came with the dress. She couldn't seem to stop shaking with fear. "He sort of-h-he--" She took a deep breath. "He hit me," she whispered as she took the jacket off completely, showing CJ the rather large bruise on her upper left arm.
"Holy sh--"
"CJ, I don't think now is the best time for that kind of language," Simon said as he looked over at her.
She nodded. "Right." She then looked at Hogan, then at Simon, and back at Hogan again. "You told him?" She asked, confused.
"Yes," Hogan whispered. "I'm sorry, Aunt CJ, I didn't know what to do. He was the first person I thought of. I'm so sorry." She said as she started to cry softly.
CJ put her arm around her. "It's all right, I'm not angry, just surprised that you called him," she said, gesturing over to Simon.
"Well, he is with the Secret Service. I knew that if I called him and brought me back here that you wouldn't be able to get as angry, since he is- was your bodyguard."
Simon looked up at CJ and shrugged. "Hey, at least she called."
"How did she get your phone number," CJ asked.
"As we were waiting for you to change back into your regular clothes at the department store, I told her that if she noticed anyone following her to call me. So I gave her my number."
"She was afraid that someone was following her?"
"Um, I'm still here you know," Hogan said.
CJ looked at her. "Did he hit you anywhere else?"
Hogan looked at Simon and bit her lip. "Uh..."
"Go on, tell her," Simon said.
She took a deep breath a slowly pushed her hair away from the back of her neck."
"Holy sh--"
"CJ, what did I just say about the language," Simon said.
She rolled her eyes and looked back at Hogan. "Why don't you go change into your pajamas and get ready for bed."
"All right." She stood up. "I'm sorry, Aunt CJ." She hugged her.
"Don't be sorry, it's all right," CJ said, hugging her back.
Hogan turned to Simon. "Thank you for coming to get me." She smiled softly and put both her hands on his, not sure if it would be right to hug him or not.
"No problem," he said, freeing his hands and hugging her. "Just don't wait so long next time."
She nodded and went to the guest room, leaving CJ and Simon alone.
TBC...