Chapter Twelve: Confrontation

A few hours later Alvin awoke to see Brittany sleeping peacefully next to him. He just stared at her and smiled. He felt so lucky to have her in his life. He still couldn't believe what had just happened between them, and he knew it wouldn't be the last time.

Soon, he heard a commotion downstairs and then voices. It was his brothers. He became suddenly worried. He didn't want them to catch him and Brittany together like this. He'd never hear the end of it. He nudged her a little.

She moaned softly and started to open her eyes. "Hey, handsome," she said and reached up to kissed him.

"Brittany, we have to get up and get dressed," Alvin said.

"Why?" she asked still kissing him. "I like it here."

"Me too," Alvin said. "But my brothers are downstairs. I don't want them to catch up here... like this."

"Who cares what they think," she said and rolled on top of him. "You really want me to get dressed."

"No, but we have to," he said. She sat up pouting, but he kissed her sweetly. He looked over at the side of the bed and grabbed his boxer shorts and put them back on. She started to get dressed again, but he couldn't stop staring at her. After she had finished she noticed how he was looking at her.

"What?" she asked. She walked over to him. "Why are you staring at me?"

"I was just thinking how amazing you are," he said.

"So are you," she said and started to kiss him again. At that moment they heard a knock on the door.

"Hey, Alvin, are you home?" It was Simon's voice.

"Yeah, just wait a minute," Alvin called and put his shirt back on. At that moment Simon opened the door.

"Hi, Simon," Brittany said and waved. She looked a little embarrassed, although he didn't pick up on why.

"Oh, hi, Brittany," Simon said. He looked as embarrassed as she was, but Brittany decided it was time to go.

"Alvin, I really should be leaving," she said and started to gather her things.

"I'll leave you two alone," Simon said and left the room.

"Well, that was close," Alvin said and embraced Brittany.

"So, do you think he suspected anything?" she asked him. She laughed a little, thinking about the look on Simon's face.

"Simon? Naw," Alvin said, but he didn't believe it. "I don't want you to leave right now."

"Me either," she said, "but I'll see you tomorrow."

"Oh, yeah, Ben's party," Alvin said. "You still want to go?"

"Sure, but we don't have to stay long," she said and gave him a kiss. She started for the door.

"Hey, wait," Alvin said, stopping her before she could leavw. He picked up the box of letters and handed it to her. "Take these with you."

"I'll make sure I read every one of them."

She gave him one last kiss before leaving his room. He sat on his bed, already missing her.

Downstairs, Simon bumped into Brittany on her way out. "Hey, Brittany, where's Alvin?"

"Still upstairs," she said.

"Thanks," Simon said and made is way to the stairs as Brittany left.

When he walked into Alvin's room he found it empty. He heard sounds coming from the bathroom and figured that Alvin was in there. He took a seat on his bed and looked down at the floor. He found lacy pink brae lying on the there next to the bed. He picked it up and started thinking.

Alvin and Brittany were both acting a little strange when he came in earlier. He smiled oddly and shook his head. "Well, you two, it's about time," he said as Alvin came out of the bathroom.

Alvin looked up to see his brother gaping at him. "Oh, Alvin, missing something," Simon said standing up and holding the article of clothing in front of him.

Alvin snatched it away. "What the hell are you doing?"

"I could ask you the same thing," Simon said. "So you and Brittany..."

"That's none of your business," Alvin said.

"Hey, I think it's great," Simon said, still laughing a little. "I just hope you two are being careful. I don't want to be an uncle anytime soon."

"You won't, and what about you and Jeanette. Don't tell me you too aren't."

"Hey, Al, stay out of my love life, okay. And I promise I'll stay out of yours."

Simon continued laughing as he exited his brother's room. Alvin sat on his bed still holding Brittany's brae. It still smelled like her, and it made him miss all the more. He reached for his phone and dialed her number.

"Hello?" He heard her sweet voice through the phone.

"Hey, babe," Alvin said. "I got something to tell you. Simon found out what we were doing."

"Really?" she said. "Then he found it."

"Yeah, he found it," he said.

"Sorry, sweetie, but I didn't realize I didn't have it on, until I got home. Did he give you a lecture?"

"He just said that we should be careful, that's all. So what are you doing?"

"I was just reading your letters," she said and let out a sigh. "They're so beautiful. It made me cry."

"I meant every word," Alvin said. "I miss you already, baby."

"Me too," she said and started to yawn.

"Hey, are you tired? I could sing you a lullaby."

"You're sweet, but I think I'm going to go right to sleep, but I'll dream about you."

"And I'll dream about you, too. I'll see you tomorrow. Good night."

He could hear her lightly sighing over the phone and ended the call and changed into his night clothes. As he crawled into bed, his only thoughts were of Brittany lying next to him. That brought a smile to his face. He knew one day it would be that way every night.

That next evening Brittany was getting ready for the party that Alvin was taking her to that night. She had bought a new dress in Alvin's favorite color. She didn't wear red much, but this dress just looked so good on her.

I was a shimmering red dress with silver straps. She had seen it in the store and thought Alvin would love it. She bought a pair of silver high heels that complimented the dress perfectly.

She wore her hair down, but put it in a slight curl. Lastly she applied her makeup, which took her the most time. As she was putting on the finishing touches, Jeanette called from the stairs. "Brittany, Alvin's here."

"Coming," she called back. She grabbed her purse and headed out of her room. She walked slowly down the stairs to see Alvin staring at her. He came towards her as she reached the bottom.

"Wow!" He said, wrapping his arms around her. "You look absolutely beautiful."

"Thank you," she said. "You look pretty handsome yourself." He released her for a moment and noticed the red and pink bouquet of roses in his hand. "Are those for me?"

"Who else would I buy flowers for?" he asked as she giggled and took the flowers from him.

She walked into the kitchen and put the flowers in some water. She brought them into living room and placed them on the coffee table.

"I think I'm ready to go," she said as Alvin led her to the door. Before they walked out she checked herself in the mirror one last time.

"Brittany, you look great," Alvin said. "Now let's go."

"Alright," she said. "I'm ready." He led her out to the car and opened the door for her. "This is service."

"Only the best for my girl," he said, and kissed her hand before she got got into the car. The drive wasn't long since Ben only lived down the street. Even before parking the car across the street they could hear the loud music vibrating from the house. He helped her out of the car and took her hand and led her across the street.

"So, are you ready?" Alvin asked.

"Yeah, I just want to have fun tonight," she said and hugged him.

"Well, we didn't have to go to a party for that," he said and kissed her. "You sure you want to go."

"Alvin, we promised Ben," Brittany said. "Besides, there will be plenty of time for our own fun later."

"Is that a promise?" he asked. She didn't answer. She just simply kissed him. He led her to the front door where they were greeted by several friends from school.

"Brittany, you look great!" a tall blond girl said.

"Thanks, Amy," Brittany said and joined the other girls and started chatting.

Bed approached Alvin and said, "Hey, I'm glad you two could make it."

"Brittany insisted," Alvin said.

"Look, Al, I don't want you to freak out or anything, but Missy is here."

"What, why did you invite her for?"

"I didn't," Ben said. "She came with a friend of mine."

"Really," Alvin said. "Well, I just hope she has the good sense to stay away from Brittany."

"This is Missy we're talking about."

"I'll talk to you later, Ben," Alvin said and went in search of his girlfriend.

Brittany had been conversing with Amy for a few minutes, when Missy approached them. "Hi, Brittany," Missy said, while clutching the arm of a young man. He had dusty brown hair and blue eyes. He wasn't tall, of average height but when Brittany looked upon his face something in her sparked.

A flash came to her mind. It was a flash of the attack. As looked into his blue eyes, she became petrified. Then she saw the tattoo on his arm.

"Excuse me, Amy, I need to go to the lady's room."

"Sure, Brittany," Amy said.

Brittany raced upstairs and found the bathroom. She closed the door and tried to block that image out of her mind. She tried to think of where she saw the guy before. Then she remembered the orderly at the hospital. Yes, that was it, but this guy had a tattoo, the same tattoo that her attacker had. It couldn't be the same guy. It just couldn't.

She collect herself and left the bathroom, ready to rejoin the party, but she was stopped. She looked up to see a young gentleman, the same one that came with Missy.

"Hi, Brittany," he said. He stared her deep in the eyes.

"Excuse me," she said, trying to move past him.

"Hey, where are you going?" he said and backed her up against the wall. "I thought we could talk."

"Look, my boyfriend is downstairs waiting for me, so if you would excuse me..."

"No way," he said and grabbed her. He threw her into the bathroom and entered, while locking the door.

"What do you want?" she asked, trembling.

"Just to finish what we started," he said. He came towards her, putting his hand around her neck. "Don't you remember... on the highway that night."

"Please, let me go," she said, tears coming to her eyes."

"I can't that," he said, pressing his body against hers. "You recognized me, so I can't have you blabbing to the cops."

"Please, you don't have to do this," she cried out hysterically.

"Yes, I do, and you want it, too. Girls like you always do," he said, and forced her into a kiss. She tried to fight him, but he held her arms against the wall. She was so terrified she could no longer move.

Meanwhile downstairs, Alvin approached Amy. "Hey, have you seen Brittany?"

"Yeah, she's upstairs," Amy said. "In the bathroom."

"Thanks, Amy," Alvin said and climbed the stairs. When he reached the door he knocked. "Brittany? Baby, are you alright?"

Inside the bathroom Cal had Brittany's mouth covered and his arms pressing against her throat. She was scared, but she was also angry. She wasn't going to let him rape her and possibly kill her, not without a fight. She was able to opened her mouth enough to bite down on his finger.

"Brittany?" she could still here Alvin's voice.

Cal screamed out and slapped her across the face. "Alvin!" she screamed. "Help!"

"You stupid bitch," Cal shouted.

She could hear Alvin pounding on the door. He most have been using a heavy object, because she could see the lock breaking off, and the door sliding open. When Alvin entered the room, he saw her slumped down on the door, and Cal kicking her in the side.

Alvin didn't say anything, just ran towards him and forced him into the hallway. He slammed him up against the wall, as the many of the party guests looked up to see the commotion. Ben and a few of the other guys ran up the stairs to break up the fight.

"Hey, Alvin," Ben said. "Stop it!"

"Hell, no," he said, trying to break out of Ben's hold. "That asshole attacked my girlfriend."

"What?" Missy came up and shouted. "That's not true, Alvin. You're just jealous."

"The hell he is," Brittany said, stumbling out of the bathroom. "Your date tried to rape me."

"That's a lie," Missy said and walked over towards Cal, who was being held down by three other guys.

Ben finally let go of Alvin, but instead of beating the crap out of Cal like he wanted to, he came over to Brittany who could barely stand. He gave her the support she needed to keep from falling.

"Alvin," Ben started to say. "Why don't you take her into the bedroom. I'll call the cops."

Ben glared at Cal and dialed the number. Brittany couldn't hardly walk, so Alvin picked her up and carried her. When they reached the bedroom he put her down on the bed. She was still shaking as she held onto him and cried.

"It's okay, baby," he said, stroking her hair.

After she calmed down the reality of the situation hit her. "It was him," she said, her voice cracked.

"What?" he said, stroking her hand on her face.

"The one that attacked me on the highway. It was him." She started to cry again as he continued to hold her.

"Don't worry, baby," he said. "He's never going to hurt you again."

Ben stuck his head in the doorway. "Alvin, the cops are here."

"Okay," Alvin said. "Can you tell them to come up here? Brittany's in no condition..."

"Sure," Ben said. "They're right outside."

Brittany tried to keep her composure as one of the officers came in. Alvin stayed with her holding her hand.

"Miss, are you the one that was attacked?"

Brittany nodded. "He tried to rape me," Brittany said, trying hard to hold back her tears. "If my boyfriend hadn't found me, then..."

"I understand," the officer said. "Do you want to press charges?"

"Yes," Brittany said. "On two counts." The officer looked confused. "A few months ago I was attacked on the highway. It's was the same guy who attacked me tonight."

"Not the Miller case?" he officer asked.

"Yeah," Alvin said. "You make sure you lock him up, or I'll finish him off myself."

"Son, could you wait outside, please," the officer said.

Alvin looked over at Brittany. "Will you be okay?" She nodded. "I'll be right outside."

He left the room reluctantly while the officer questioned Brittany about the attack. Ben was also outside the door. After only a few minutes Alvin became frustrated. He started pound lightly on the wall.

"I can't take this," Alvin said.

"I still can't believe it was Cal. I mean, I've known that guy forever. He seems so normal. Why would he attack Brittany?"

"I don't know, but I'm going to make sure he never does it again." Alvin looked over at the the bathroom door. "Ben, man, I'm sorry about that."

"What?" he questioned.

"Your door," he said.

"Forget about it," Ben said. "It wasn't your fault anyway."

Finally the officer came out of the room. "Is she alright?" Alvin asked.

"She fine," the officer said, but we will need her to come down the station."

Alvin entered the bedroom to see Brittany pacing around the room. She looked worried. "Brittany?"

She looked over at him. She still had tears in her eyes. She ran to him and put her arms around him. "Alvin, I'm so sorry."

He walked her over to the bed and sat down with her. "For what?" he asked.

"Ruining your evening." she said. "Tonight was supposed to be fun, and I just ruined the whole party for everyone."

"No, baby, you didn't ruin anything," he said. He smiled at her and put his arms around her. "I sorry he hurt you. Maybe I should take you to the hospital."

"No, I'm fine," she said. "I just want to go home."

"Sure," he said. "Whatever you want."

He led her downstairs and out to the car. The police had left by that time, but she still ran over in her mind what had happened. She looked over at Alvin, and wondered what would have happened if he had not showed up when he did. He truly was her hero.

Okay, I finally got this chapter together. Sorry it took so long. Next one should be in a few day. Thanks for the patience. See you next chapter.