"I need you to just listen to what I'm going to tell you and not interrupt. Okay?"
Aleister nodded. April began to painfully tell Aleister about the day that had been replaying in her head through the car ride. Maybe if she talked about it and faced it, she would be able to be comfortable around Aleister again. And it was possibly the first step to healing herself. It was also giving him an explanation to why she had been so weird around him the last few days. It had only taken a few minutes for her to get everything out, but it felt like forever. She was unable to keep herself from crying while telling her story. Aleister stood patiently and listened while she spoke. When she was finished he wrapped his arms around her tightly while she cried into him. He kept it together for her, but the rage that was building up inside him was nothing that he had never experienced before. Knowing that he was a part of her pain was something that he was having a hard time himself dealing with. April pulled away and looked up at him. Aleister wiped away a tear that was on her cheek.
"I'm so sorry." He said to her.
"It's not your fault." She replied, though he felt like he was part at fault. "Anyway, I better go in. I just felt like you should know."
"Hey." He gently put his finger under her chin and pushed her head up so she would look at him. "Thank you for talking to me."
April couldn't help but smile.
"If you need me, I'm just a phone call away."
"Thank you."
April went into the hotel and met her mother who was waiting in the lobby. This would be their home for the next few days.
"He seems nice." Mary said as they got into the elevator.
"Yeah. He's really close with Corey." April answered. "Mom, do you think Bob knew about this?"
Mary sighed. "Honestly, I don't think so. He never once mentioned anything that could insinuate anything like this. And I saw the look on his face when we were walking out of the police station. I really don't think he knew."
April nodded. That gave her some kind of relief. She didn't know what she would do if her step-father knew this was happening and chose to ignore it.
"Randy, how could you?" Bob asked his son when they were finally alone with his lawyer.
Randy rolled his eyes. "Who are you gonna choose to believe Dad?"
"They have you on tape Randy." His dad retorted with a tinge of anger in his voice.
Randy sighed as his lawyer interjected. "That defense isn't going to work. I get it's he said she said, but there are too many factors here."
"She was your sister." Bob stated.
"Not by blood. Besides, it's not like you've ever been one to turn down women. She wanted it, I wasn't gonna stop her."
"Randy I'd advise you to stop talking." His lawyer butted in, reminding him they were still at the police station and could be being watched.
"Fine, then do your job and make this go away."
"I'm not sure it's going to be that easy." His lawyer informed him.
"Then work hard. They don't have proof. They have her word against mine. And I say the bitch wanted it."