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Steve Pov.

I sat in the waiting room waiting for God knows how long all alone with my thoughts. What happened? Who did it? And the worst, Why the hell didn't I stop it?

Eventually Soda came in, only a few minutes later than Evie's mom and brother did, but he couldn't help non. He just sat beside me in silence. Somehow his presence made me angrier. Say something god dammit!

I never voiced my thoughts though, I didn't want him to leave, I didn't want to be all alone again, like Evie was all alone in that room right now. I slouched forwards and brushed my fingers through my hair resting my head against them. I had a sick feeling in my stomach that seemed to get worse with every breath I took.

Suddenly the palpable sound of clicking heels on the hard floor were heard, getting louder as the nurse drew nearer, after what seemed like hours. Her voice was loud when she called for Evie's mom.

I stood to join but the nurse gave me a sharp look and I slumped back down. After wiping off stray tears from her face Mrs. Millers quickly made her way to the women in white.

I leaned forwards and tried to make out words but the nurse grabbed her hand and lead her farther away.

The nurse spoke quickly, never letting go of the other womens hand until she ripped it away from her and stumbled backwards. A shaking hand covered her open mouth as she whimpered in disbelief.

The mass in my stomach enlarged until I stood and ran to the pair trying to escape it. "What happened?" I demanded my voice cold. They wouldn't look at me.

"What happened?" I repeated, my eyes flicking from the nurse to Evie's mother trying to catch something in their expressions. No one would look at me.

Panic rose inside me. "What happened! Why won't you tell me what happened!" Why won't they look at me?

As a whimper escaped Evie's mother I grabbed her and made her look me in the eye. "What happened? Just tell me what happened!" I begged.

A moment of silence. Then another.

Finally she looked up with dead eyes and spoke. The lump in my adomen started violently turning moving my stomach contents around.

I stumbled backwards and narrowed my eyes at her. She was lying. She had to be lying. Socs weren't that monsterous, they had some morals...but what if it wasn't the socs? It could've been someone else when she was trying to get home or-. No, they were lying, it never happened...

I felt someone grab my arm but I jerked away and continued walking away from everyone, looking between their worried eyes. They were lying...it was a sick joke. It was a sick joke and Evie was in her room at home waiting for them to come home and tell her my reaction and she would hug me when I saw her and tell me it was just a lie...

As I felt my stomach give another violent jerk I barely grabbed the grabage can in time.

After I was done puking I looked up to see everyone looking at me worriedly. I swallowed hard and met their gazes. Greasers shouldn't lose their stomachs in front of people like that. It didn't matter then though, everyone looked away from me as a man with a large lab coat walked in.
"You can see her now ."

. . .

Evies Pov.

I looked up quickly when I heard the door open. I couldn't help how fast I looked between all of them between their faces, I was just so jumpy.

I didn't even remember what had happened in the last few hours, all I remember is him. Touching me...holding me down...talking to me.

Slowly he left and was replaced by doctors and nurses and even a priest. I still looked around evreywhere excpecting him to be behind a corner and jump out and yell 'Boo!'. Laugh that I ever thought I could escape him.

When I saw Steve I had the falling feeling in my stomach. Does he still love me? As his eyes met mine and were filled with worry I felt a weight get off my shoulders.

I made no sound of protest when he dragged a chair over to the side of my bed and sat by me, as he did for my mom too. Once everyone was settled I looked around at all their faces as they surrounded me...like they surrounded me. But it isn't them, I scolded myself. I couldn't believe how weak I was being.

Just as I felt like I had control again my mom asked something that made my heart stop dead in its tracks. "Did they touch you honey?" I knew what kind of touch she actually meant.

I would have vomited again if I had anything in my stomach left. How did they know? Did I say something when I was out of mind? I tried to recollect what I did say but Steve spoke before I could find anything. "Evie, it's okay. You can say they won't hurt you anymore."

Maybe I didn't say anything, maybe they could tell somehow with physical proof. But to do that they'd have to look...I shuddered when I thought of that.

"It's best if you tell us. We could help other women he might attack..." I opened my eyes and looked around. At my mom's face, would she be disappointed. How would Sam look up to me if I let someone do that to me? Would Steve still love me...how could he even look at me or think of touching me if he knew the truth. "No,"

Everyone looked shoocked. "No?"

"No." I assured, my voice too stong to be my own.

While my mother looked over joyed Steve gave me a worried look. "You don't have to lie..."

"I'm not lying," I fought. "They didn't. No one did." I settled, with myself as while as with them. Steve exhaled a deep breath and ran his fingers through hios hair. "Thank god, I couldn't forgive myself if..." he stopped midsentence and looked around worriedly.

I brought a giggle to my lips like I'm sure Evie would've if she saw Steve's slip-up on his tough facade.

We continued talking until the nurse ushered them out of the room saying I needed to rest.

I took a deep breatha and said I was tired, but knew I wouldn't sleep. He'd be waiting for me there...

I wrapped the blankets tightly around my body and squeezed my eyes shut as I caught a glimpse of red hair wlaking between the group as they walked down the hall.

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