Stop! Stop! Or I will tell! The unmistakable voice of her best friend. "Naomi!" Silver said out loud as if trying to warn her of impending danger. Her eyes were narrowed in terror as she listened to what was on the disc.
Who are you gonna tell? Huh? You're the girl who cried wolf! The sharp English accent, cut Silver's ears like a knife. "Mr.. Oh my God." What followed next made Silver's stomach churn so much that she actually thought she might be sick. Muffled screams, unstoppable crying, horrendous grunting. Silver shuddered and quickly ripped the cord from out of the computer, and tore the headphones off her head. She took a minute to catch her breath and wrap her head around what she'd just heard.
Naomi Clark. The Queen of West Beverly. Silver's best friend since the third grade, was raped. By Mr Cannon. Someone who made himself out to be an English gentleman. Someone who appeared to be truly hurt by the false sexual harassment accusations made by Naomi. Someone Silver trusted and at one point had looked up to. She put her head in her heads and closed her eyes tight. When she reopened them she took a deep breath and stood up, shakily.
She had to tell someone. But who? Silver checked the date stamp on the audio and saw it was the night of the Torch Passing Ceremony. Mr Matthews. He was at the ceremony, and everyone had heard rumors that he'd stolen a shuttle bus to get back to the school. Maybe he'd seen something, assuming he could remember anything. Silver gathered up her things, took the CD out of the computer and clutched it tightly in her hand. She made her way through the halls of West Beverly, searching desperately for Matthews. As she walked she pulled out her phone and hit 3, Naomi's speed dial number on her Sidekick. She cradled her phone between her shoulder and her ear. "Come on Nay, pick up." She said to herself. Silver's heart sank when Naomi's voicemail kicked in and she listened to the voice. The voice that was confident and unafraid, nothing like what she'd heard on the audio clip.
"Hey, you've reached Naomi Clark. I'm off doing something fabulous, so leave me a message and I'll for sure to get back to you...If I like you that is. Ciao!" The phone beeped and Silver braced herself for the message.
"Nay. It's me. I.. I know what happened. With Mr Cannon. I know what he did to you. He must've accidentally left a mic on in his office or something cause, he gave me a CD for his documentary.. it .." She shook her head in disgust and continued. "God, Nay I am so sorry.. I don't even know what to say but, I'm gonna do everything I can to help you.. I have evid-"
Silver's phone and the CD clattered to the ground as she ran right into someone coming from the opposite direction. "Ah, I'm so sorry." She scrambled to bend down and pick up her phone, but the person in front of her kicked it away and grabbed her wrist of the hand that was picking up the CD. Silver's heart stopped and she cautiously lifted her head.
She found herself face to face with Mr Cannon.
**AUTHOR'S NOTES: So I apologize for the shortness of this chapter, well, no I don't but I guess I'll explain it. My last chapter had a cliffhanger, and it got some pretty great reviews. So here's another. And don't worry I'm not going to make you wait as long for Chapter 4, it is being written as we speak, or type I suppose.
