Why Me?
Chapter 6
I bought a milkshake and sat by a wall outside. Detective Jones had called me yesterday and asked me to find a way for him to talk to Bakura. I told him no way. Bakura would murder me!
"Joey?"
"Anzu?"
"I thought it was you," Anzu said brightly and walked forward, "how's…everything?"
"I'm okay," I said noticing her enthusiasm evaporating, "how's Yugi?"
"His Grandpa's upset and keeping him home for a few days," Anzu said, "the text they sent him was awful."
"And you still won't tell me what it was?" I asked unhappy about it.
"I promised Yugi Joey," Anzu reminded me.
"Okay," I laid off.
"But we still think you should talk to the police," Anzu said, "sooner or later they won't be satisfied with just threats, you know too much."
"I was fine before talking to the police!" I exploded.
"Was raped fine?" Anzu countered.
I was struck silent.
"You want to know what they sent Yugi? What freaked out his grandfather?" Anzu asked her voice breaking, "first they sent a text saying 'Hi Joey's bitch'," she said shocking me, "then they sent a picture…of…you raping Yugi, they must've digitally…"
I dropped my milkshake. "Anzu, don't move."
"What?" Anzu asked.
Suddenly there was loud whooping and the white car I saw at the top of the road started speeding towards us. I grabbed Anzu's hand and ran into the store.
"What's going on here?" the owner demanded.
"Lock up there's a gang outside," I said quickly.
"Oh no!" the owner cried and pressed a red button.
Soon bars came over the doors and windows. Patrons huddled close to each other in fear. The whooping outside got louder but no one came to the door.
"You better watch out for that noisy she bitch!" a voice suddenly shouted and the car drove off.
I looked fearfully at Anzu. She immediately fainted.
(Normal POV at a Park)
Detective Jones blocked the path of two teenagers.
"I'm not afraid to kick you in the balls, the rapes happening are a good excuse," Bakura said simply.
"Please," Detective Jones begged, "there's no one else, they're all scared shitless."
"The nerve!" a woman nearby cried and stormed off.
Bakura smirked. But it faded when the teenager beside him clutched him tightly.
Detective Jones looked at the black teen suspiciously.
"He's scared of open spaces," Bakura said.
"Hey."
"Marik take Malik," Bakura ordered.
Malik quickly clutched unto Marik who walked away after giving Detective Jones a suspicious glare.
"He scared of open spaces too?" Detective Jones asked sarcastically, "or is it strangers?"
"I can walk away you know," Bakura countered.
"I could take you in for questioning," Detective Jones stated.
"And I'll just say you're profiling me," Bakura said, "took me in because you saw me with a black person."
"That's bullshit!" Detective Jones roared, "I'm no racist!"
"This is a public park!" a man reprimanded him.
"I'm sorry," Detective Jones apologized.
"And such talk is disgusting to my young ears detective," Bakura said sweetly.
"So that's it, you law men think you own the world," the man said angrily as he walked away.
Detective Jones looked ready to hit someone.
"I'll do worse than a kick if you try that," Bakura whispered, "you don't know me."
Detective Jones sensed something dark in the teenager.
"Have you been…did any-" Detective Jones tried to say.
"I can't help you in that way," Bakura said.
"Can you help in any way?" Detective Jones asked, "anything."
Bakura growled.
"Fine," Bakura snapped, "I think Joey, Weevil and others were assaulted by the same persons, or at least some of the culprits were always the same."
"Wait some?" Detective Jones asked incredulously.
"Don't you pick up something cliquish in all this?" Bakura asked.
"Not from what I know," Detective Jones said unhappily.
"Well try gangs, any who have a sexual lean, and regularly interchange members," Bakura suggested.
"Damn it," Detective Jones said slamming his feet, "wait, do you think they're…crap…they're initiating."
Bakura nodded.
"I think Weevil was taken into something not even the person who invited him fully understood," Bakura said, "either that or that person's seriously twisted."
"I'm thinking twisted," Detective Jones said, "his shirt was already gone when he dragged Weevil in," he said and Bakura nodded, "anything else."
"Yeah, have twenty-four hour surveillance placed on Joey," Bakura said, "I have a feeling…something about his rape bothers me."
"What?" Detective Jones asked.
"I've told you enough, more than-" Bakura stated.
Suddenly there was a scream.
"Malik," Bakura said and ran with Detective Jones trailing him.
Soon both reached the shrieking teen and saw Marik unconscious.
"He…he…he reached for me," Malik stuttered, "his eyes…something was wrong with them, evil eyes."
"Evil eyes?" Detective Jones asked.
Oh shit. – Bakura
End Chapter 6
Today in June 26, 2008.