History Repeats Itself
Chapter Four
Jackson looked at Erica confused. He couldn't understand why she would be crying, if that snake,
Michael Cambias was going to get put away.
"Erica, what is it?" Jackson asked "what did he do?"
"Rape," Erica said. She began to cry harder.
"Oh my god, Erica, I'm so sorry," Jackson began.
Erica shook her head and put her hand on her chest to try to catch her breath. "Not me," Erica
said.
"Well who then?" Jackson asked.
"Biance," Erica whispered. Jackson's mouth dropped open. His hands began to writhe with each other.
He couldn't hold himself up anymore and he fell to the couch. He looked back and forth, his eyes
searching for a sharp object to poke himself with, to wake up from the nightmare. Erica stood
there, weeping.
" I'd suspected it for only a few days now," Erica said.
" You suspected it and you never told me?!?" Jackson asked, raising his voice.
" I tried, you wouldn't listen to me," Erica said, trying to choke back violent gasps that came
from her prolonged tears. Jackson nodded in agreement with her.
"Alright, here's what we have to do," Jackson began.
"Oh, I know, I already called Anna, she'll be over to collect Bianca's statement any minute,"
Erica replied quickly.
" A statement, is not going to put Michael away, but I might put him under," Jackson said
getting up. He stormed to the door, Erica chasing after him, begging him to stay. When he opened
the door, Anna had her hand raised in a fist, ready to knock on the previously closed door. She
could see the anger in his face.
"And just where do you think you are going?" Anna asked, lowering her hand.
"Michael's a dead man," Jackson said as he tried to push his way past the detective.
"No, you can't go after him. If you do anything to him, he's going to play the victim to this
family and he's going to walk off." Anna explained. Jackson tried to push his way through her
one more time. She held him back and he gave up. He nodded in knowing agreement. He knew she
was right.
"Where's Bianca?" Anna asked.
"She's in the bedroom," Erica said. Anna walked past her. Erica looked at Jackson with helpless
eyes and he embraced her.
Anna walked into the room, looking at the two girls on the bed. She knocked on the wall to draw
their attention. They turned their heads and Bianca's face grew wearisome.
"I'm here to take your statement." Anna said. Bianca nodded in agreement.
"Can Maggie stay in here with me?" Bianca asked.
"Absoloutely, whatever you need dear," Anna said. Bianca told Anna what happened. Anna could feel
tears welling up in her eyes, listening to how this beautiful girl had been violated. She didn't
dare cry. Bianca needed strength around her now, not signs of pity.
When the statement was taken, Anna walked back into the living room. Jackson and Erica were sitting
silently on the couch, looking at Bianca's graduation picture.
"I've taken it," Anna said.
"Well, thank you Anna, but I don't think that Bianca's word is going to hold water to anything Michael
Cambias throws at us in court. What other evidence do we have?" Jackson asked.
"I've sent crime lab investigators over to Mertle's to do a thorough search," Anna said, "but I don't
think that it will bring up much. It was over a month ago and Bianca said she cleaned up all the
evidence."
"She missed something," Jackson said.
"We don't need any of that," Erica said, looking at the floor.
"Erica, what are you talking about?" Jackson asked.
"I guess Bianca didn't tell Anna. All the evidence we need, is in-" Erica choked on her words.
"Is in what Erica, where is it?" Jackson pried.
"Is in her womb," Erica finished and covered her mouth, she began to sob heavily again.
"No," Jackson and Anna said at the same time. Jackson's face distorted as he tried to conceal his tears
of sadness that were stinging his eyes and attempting to crawl down his cheaks.
"Yes, she's carrying Michael Cambias' child," Erica said.
Chapter Four
Jackson looked at Erica confused. He couldn't understand why she would be crying, if that snake,
Michael Cambias was going to get put away.
"Erica, what is it?" Jackson asked "what did he do?"
"Rape," Erica said. She began to cry harder.
"Oh my god, Erica, I'm so sorry," Jackson began.
Erica shook her head and put her hand on her chest to try to catch her breath. "Not me," Erica
said.
"Well who then?" Jackson asked.
"Biance," Erica whispered. Jackson's mouth dropped open. His hands began to writhe with each other.
He couldn't hold himself up anymore and he fell to the couch. He looked back and forth, his eyes
searching for a sharp object to poke himself with, to wake up from the nightmare. Erica stood
there, weeping.
" I'd suspected it for only a few days now," Erica said.
" You suspected it and you never told me?!?" Jackson asked, raising his voice.
" I tried, you wouldn't listen to me," Erica said, trying to choke back violent gasps that came
from her prolonged tears. Jackson nodded in agreement with her.
"Alright, here's what we have to do," Jackson began.
"Oh, I know, I already called Anna, she'll be over to collect Bianca's statement any minute,"
Erica replied quickly.
" A statement, is not going to put Michael away, but I might put him under," Jackson said
getting up. He stormed to the door, Erica chasing after him, begging him to stay. When he opened
the door, Anna had her hand raised in a fist, ready to knock on the previously closed door. She
could see the anger in his face.
"And just where do you think you are going?" Anna asked, lowering her hand.
"Michael's a dead man," Jackson said as he tried to push his way past the detective.
"No, you can't go after him. If you do anything to him, he's going to play the victim to this
family and he's going to walk off." Anna explained. Jackson tried to push his way through her
one more time. She held him back and he gave up. He nodded in knowing agreement. He knew she
was right.
"Where's Bianca?" Anna asked.
"She's in the bedroom," Erica said. Anna walked past her. Erica looked at Jackson with helpless
eyes and he embraced her.
Anna walked into the room, looking at the two girls on the bed. She knocked on the wall to draw
their attention. They turned their heads and Bianca's face grew wearisome.
"I'm here to take your statement." Anna said. Bianca nodded in agreement.
"Can Maggie stay in here with me?" Bianca asked.
"Absoloutely, whatever you need dear," Anna said. Bianca told Anna what happened. Anna could feel
tears welling up in her eyes, listening to how this beautiful girl had been violated. She didn't
dare cry. Bianca needed strength around her now, not signs of pity.
When the statement was taken, Anna walked back into the living room. Jackson and Erica were sitting
silently on the couch, looking at Bianca's graduation picture.
"I've taken it," Anna said.
"Well, thank you Anna, but I don't think that Bianca's word is going to hold water to anything Michael
Cambias throws at us in court. What other evidence do we have?" Jackson asked.
"I've sent crime lab investigators over to Mertle's to do a thorough search," Anna said, "but I don't
think that it will bring up much. It was over a month ago and Bianca said she cleaned up all the
evidence."
"She missed something," Jackson said.
"We don't need any of that," Erica said, looking at the floor.
"Erica, what are you talking about?" Jackson asked.
"I guess Bianca didn't tell Anna. All the evidence we need, is in-" Erica choked on her words.
"Is in what Erica, where is it?" Jackson pried.
"Is in her womb," Erica finished and covered her mouth, she began to sob heavily again.
"No," Jackson and Anna said at the same time. Jackson's face distorted as he tried to conceal his tears
of sadness that were stinging his eyes and attempting to crawl down his cheaks.
"Yes, she's carrying Michael Cambias' child," Erica said.