Stella Bella 123: Glad you find the plot interesting so far. I'm also looking forward to seeing how this whole thing plays out. I usually plan something and then I get better ideas as I write.

Jinx125: Thanks for reading and you got your wish, here is chapter 6.

Well readers, I overworked myself trying to write this :P. I have a test I need to study for, but I wanted to write so bad. I think I changed POV like several times and then I was like ugh that breaks every writing rule. I also was trying to rid myself of redundant boring information while still giving enough to get the point across. I think I made some decent edits( probably needs more), and sorry if the plot isn't moving along as fast as you'd like. I'm a novice writer, but oh well. For those of you waiting for pairing and romance fluff, it's coming. Obviously I can't tell you who I'm pairing otherwise it'd kill the story, just don't automatically think my mini sex scenes give away my pairings. It may not turn out exactly how you think.

Disclaimer: I don't own the Teen Titans

CHP 6 Confessions

"You are aware your son's got a horrible record? Charged for meth posssesion 3 times in the last year."

"This isn't about my past record!" Gar snarrled.

Immediately two chubby cops behind the desk shot up, their cuffs jangling against their fat bodies.

I watched as Gar's mom grabbed his wrist, squeezing it until I thought it'd go purple.

The blonde cop from yesterday thumbed through a manila folder, pulling out a sheet of paper, jotting down notes when Gar's Dad interjected. "Our son is currently attending a rehabilitational program. He's been clean for at least 6 months. Besides, what does his past drug use have to do with sexual assault?"

Drumming his fingers on the counter, the cop smiled. "I just want to make sure you're aware that your son doesn't have much in his favor. Just keep that in mind."

"Can we speed things up here? I'm sure you don't need myself or my daughter, this has nothing to do with her." My Dad cut in.

"She showed up with him." The cop nodded in Gar's direction. "Otherwise you're correct sir. We just need to verfiy some information. After that you're free to go."

"Fine."

The cop scratched his head. "Yesterday, your daughter stated she was working on an assignment. Is that true?"

Dad shifted uncomfortably, leaning against the counter. "Yeah, that's true." He grumbled.

"Both of 'em were at my house working on some school assignment, but then my daughter disappeared." He shot me a heated glare. "I have no idea where they went afterwards."

The cop looked at me. "You didn't mention that part last night."

"You didn't ask. I told you we went to a restraunt. I didn't tell my Dad where we went because he was acting like an asshole."

The cop bit back a grin. "What time did you finish at the restraunt."

"I don't know, like 9:00 or 9:30 maybe. Right Gar?"

"Yeah," Gar shook himself out of a stupor. " 9:00 or 9:30."

According to my report Kori called us at 11:30. That's a two to two and a half hour gap."

"Yeah and?" Gar snarrled.

"That leaves roughly two hours unaccounted for."

"Then maybe it was later than that. I don't know," I growled, feeling heat rise to my cheeks. "We drove for a while and we ran into Gar's stupid friends."

"It took you a whole two and a half hours?"

"I said I don't remember!"

"That's fine." He shrugged not giving my minor outburst much attention. He let out a sigh. "Well folks, we don't have much to go on. Most of this is he said she said information. It's up to Kori whether she wants to press charges or not, but that's really all the information we need for now."

I felt a mild sense of relief wash over me when we headed for the car, but my heart skipped when I'd overheard the conversation erupting between Gar and Kori's Dad.

"She's going to press charges. Don't get too excited cause we're taking you to court kid."

I watched them part ways, Gar in his Lexus and Kori in her parents white moserati.

I shook my head, wondering what Gar was gonna do. If this went to court, they'd annihilate him.

Fingers running through her long red wavy locks, Kori sighed. That guy had looked so scared, but not as scared as she was. What if she was wrong? Everyone would think she was just a stupid little girl looking for attention.

"You are going to press a charge correct?" Her mother patted her on the shoulder, pulling her into an akward hug.

"I am... not sure. I will think on it."

"You should." Her dad snorted, making a turn into a clossal sized drive way, pushing the remote for the garage. "Guys like him will get an easy ride all through life if someone doesn't put an end to it."

Kori went silent, watching her parents go into the house. Why couldn't she remember his face. It would be so much easier if she could just remember. She closed her eyes thinking back to last night.

It was dark all around her. Laughter. Cute Boys. Drinks. Then dark.

A heavy sigh escaped her lips as she grasped her Coach Purse and headed into the house. Why did this whole thing have to be so complicated?

"You're just lucky they didn't bring up your record like your friend's! Meth possesion is nothing in comparison! Why would you bring a drug addict home! The hell's the matter with you!" Dad attacked me first thing when we got back to the house. His eyes burning with fury.

"Look, you sent me to a rehab center, rehab is for people with problems, what did you expect?"

"Just shut up."

Slumping in my seat, I stuffed in my headphones, feeling heat rise to my face. I tried to close my eyes and fall asleep to the sound of a rainstorm coming through my headphones. I was so tired. Last night had turned my insides to a ball of puddy. The real problem was getting out of prison in a matter of months and my stupid stepfather was worried about my involvement in a crime that wasn't even committed!

My eyes were only shut for a few seconds when I felt my ass buzzing. Taking out my phone I noticed two messages from one person I didn't really care to hear from. I tapped the green message smiley on my screen skimming them.

Sorry about today

Didn't mean to get you introuble.

I cocked an eyebrow before chucking my phone in the back seat and stuffing my headphones back in.

"I am not hungry."

Kori made a trail in her pea soup with a spoon, dipping it in and out and watching the green contents drip back down into her bowl.

"I would imagine not. It's hard to eat when you are worried about a criminal assualting you again. If you don't press charges that's exactly what could happen." Kori's father slurpped a large spoonful of soup, a bit collecting in his red mustache.

"We are not exactly certain it is him." Kori huffed. Her eyes were red from exhaustion, but she still looked beautiful as ever. Her lips were stained with red lipstick from the other night at the party. The same lipstick she wore when she kissed-

That guy at the party. Her eyes widened. She thought back to the other night.

It was dark. She was sitting with her sister And'r then he walked up. No green mowhawk, brown eyes, not blue and green.

He offered to take her back to her house,a friend of And'r, Gar

Where were they going?

Lights. Laughing. Tired.

She felt sick, nauseated, when she felt her head being lowered.

Tongue. Chuckling. Kissing.

Her thoughts raced as she worked harder to put the pieces together.

His hands went where they were not welcome, but she lacked the strength to push him off.

He hurt her. Again. Then Again.

Pain went through her skull

Kori touched her cheek, watching as her parents carried on a steady conversation though she heard not a word that was said.

He had slapped her.

Her mouth, his body.

Pants unzipping.

Her blouse and underwear

The taste of stale liquor

A shaped tatoo

He'd given her a different name. Leaping up from her chair, Kori bolted up the winding staircase to her room, searching for her phone.

It was nearly 5pm when Gar receieved the call. He had left the dorm for a few hours to get something to eat, then came back to see if anyone had returned when his phone started buzzing.

"Hello, is Garfield Logan available?"

"You're talking to him."

"Hi Garfield-"

"Gar."

"Okay, Gar. This is officer Park from yesterday. We received a call about an hour ago from Kori. She says she thinks the guy gave her a fake name. The person she describes is tall with black hair, brown eyes, and an A shaped tatoo."

Immediately Gar's eyes snapped open and his pulse quickened. Bastard.

"Anyone you know?"

"I think so... look I gotta go." Gar ended the call as his dormmate came walking up with a few friends laughing.

"Hey man, they let you out of jail already?"

"Adon, you jackoff, you gave that chick my name, didn't you?"

"Yeah bitch and what?"

Adon's friends burst out laughing and mocking with a chorus of Ohs.

Gar's fist went flying into Adon's right cheek as he lunged forward, dropping him instantly. Before he could get up Gar was ontop of him nailing him with swift punches to the head. Adon's friends clustered around the two watching as he gasped for breath, struggling to fight back. A tiny bit of blood pooled in the corner of his mouth, but Gar kept smashing his head in with his fists, his bony knees piercing Adon's groin like a dagger.

"Fucking tweaking psycho! You're fucking crazy!" Adon shouted as two RAs came running down the hall breaking into the circle.

They tugged at Gar's arms and legs, but he fought all three of them until he realized who the other two guys were. He immediately dropped his fist, standing to his feet, but it didn't matter.

"Get your stuff. You're out of here TONIGHT!"

Gar held his breath glaring at the RAs his nostrils flaring and his fist clenched.

"FINE JUST LET ME IN MY FUCKING ROOM."

"Your key is down in the lobby. I'll be back." The RA sprinted down the hall while everyone else remained.

When the RA returned the rest of the crowd, including Adon, had already left. As the door opened Gar and the RA were instantly greeted by the smell of piss and feces.

"YOU'VE GOTTA BE KIDDING ME!"

Gar tore the sheet from his matteress revealing a pile of shit.

"You see this! And you're kicking me out!"

"If we find out who did it we'll make them pay for the damages, but there's no proof of who was involved."

"I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS!"

Gar tossed his few belonging in the back of his Lexus. The only thing he took with him was his tv, gamestation, and cd collection. Where could he go now?

He'd live in his car before he told his parents he got kicked out. All the trouble he'd already caused them, there was no way they'd believe anything he said if he tried to explain.

It would have been easy to just call one of his friends, but all his friends knew Adon and they liked him better.

He tried to think of someone else he knew and the only person he could come up with was Terra, but she was another problem. If he went to stay with her he'd end up high. She was always using. Always.

"Ugh!" He pounded his head against the stearing wheel. That only left one person. He pulled out his phone dialing, his fingers trembling.

Ringing

Ringing

Ringing

No answer. Dammnit, he thought.

He dialed again, chewing his lip when the phone went to voice.

"Hey Rache, this is Gar. Look, I know you think I'm annoying as hell, and I got you introuble with your dad, but can you just pick up the-"

"WHAT."

Instantly, a thick grin spread across Gar's face.

"Knew you'd answer."