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Chapter 10 The Help

CHEVY POV

Pepsi and I are going to the police station to find Dally. That guy begged me to bring him along. I was gonna ask him anyway, but he didn't think I would. He's crazy like his dad.

"May I help you?" the police officer asked us looking confused.

"Is Officer Winston in?" I asked politely.

"Yes. Follow me," he said getting up and motioning us to follow.

We follow his order and follow him. From what I see, it's a dull, creepy place.

Before we left, Sam came to pick up Anakin. She looked very hesitant this time, but went anyway. I watched them go out to the car and noticed his tight grip around her wrist. He was dragging her too! Pepsi saw it too.

"Dallas, these kids want to speak to you," the officer told Dally. He looks up from his desk and smiles at us.

"Hey kiddos. Come on in," he said. We obey him and go in. "What do you need?" He looked a little confused.

"Well, Anakin's boyfriend is worrying us," I told him as calm as possible.

"He's bruising my sister!" Pepsi yelled madly. He wasn't yelling at Dally, just at the fact.

"She has been acting funny lately hasn't she?" he asked figuring it out.

"Have you seen the bruises?" I asked him.

"Yeah, I have now that you mention it," he said.

"We saw him dragging her with a hard grip on her wrist before we came," Pepsi informed him. "He looked ticked off too."

"There's obviously evidence that something's wrong in the relationship. Is there anything you've noticed?"

"She cries at night and says that she's worthless and all these other horrible things that aren't true. I think she has nightmares too. One night, I woke up to use the bathroom and heard her whimpering, moaning, and breathing really heavy," Pepsi told him.

"She's been slacking off at softball too," I added.

"Let's figure this out tonight. What time does she get home around?"

"Around six," Pepsi answered.

"Alright. I'll sit in my car on the other side of your street tonight and see what's going on," he told us.

"Sounds good," I said relieved that we were getting some progress. "Thanks, Dal."

"Yeah, thanks."

"No problem. Thank you for coming to me. We were all getting worried about her," Dally said.

We leave feeling a little better about the situation.

ANAKIN POV

"You worthless piece of shit!" Sam yelled punching me across the face. He, then, starts kissing my neck and then bites hard.

I yelp in pain feeling blood trickle down. The son-of-a-bitch drew blood. I try not to cry.

"Cry you baby. No one's coming to save you. Those friends of yours are frauds. Your family is too. You may be daddy's little girl, but do you see daddy coming to save you?" he hisses in my ear.

That's it! He really did it this time!

"No one talks about my friends and family that way, especially my dad! They do care for me! You'll see sooner than later, Sam Mullen!" I yell while kicking him off not caring that I just made it worse. I'll take a beating for my loved ones.

"That's it!" he yells jumping on me and taking his pocket knife out. "You don't talk to me that way! I'm the dominant one here!" he bellows while cutting my neck.

He looks up at the clock. I follow his gaze. Thank goodness it's ten. He gets off me and puts his pants back on. I do the same and follow him out of the hell house. I get in his car and we go off.

The ride home is silent, but eerie as usual. He's speeding also. As we turn the corner on my street, a cop car pulls behind us. The sirens go off, probably for the speeding.

"Shit!" Sam curses and gets out of the car.

"Stop in the name of the law!" I hear the cop yell.

Sam, of course, doesn't obey and keeps running. Gun fires go off and Sam drops dead. The nightmare is over. I start to cry in relief.

The passenger door opens and Dally, in uniform, is revealed. Thank goodness. I hug him tightly and just cry. He hugs me back.

"Shh, you're safe now, Anakin. He's gone," he whispers softly.

"How'd you know?" I ask letting go of him and wiping the tears from my eyes.

"Chevy and Pepsi," he answers simply.

I smile. All of a sudden, there's the sound of someone running.

"Dally, what's-?" I dad asks and then looks at me. "Oh, Anakin!" He hugs me tightly. "I was so worried. What's going on?"

"She can explain inside. Take her inside Soda. I'll inform you of what's going on now. I think he's a wanted criminal," Dally tells him.

"Come on, baby," he says as I unbuckle and helps me out.

He leads me inside and I just hold on to him. We get inside to see mom, Pepsi, Nikki, and Chevy sitting in the living room. Mom instantly gets up.

"Anakin!" she yells and starts crying. "Why have you been hiding this?"

"I was scared," I cried hugging her.

"I know, honey. I know," she says soothingly rubbing my back.

Mom lays me on the couch ordering dad to get the first aid kit. He comes back and helps mom clean me up. I don't think I want to see myself. Tonight was really bad.

"How bad is it?" I ask not wanting to hear the answer. Mom and dad finish up.

"Pretty bad," Pepsi answered kneeling next to me. "Bruises on your face, a cut on your neck, and bite marks on your neck that drew blood."

"Please explain to us what happened," dad ordered calmly.

"Sam was a nice a guy, who was actually a total jerk. I was raped and beat. I've gotten a belt to stomach a couple times, punches to the face, hickeys, and slammed against walls," I cried, calmly explaining my situation. "I also got strangled by the wrists and neck." I show my neck and wrists, which are black and blue.

Everyone looks sick. I don't blame them. Sickness has been overcoming me for days. The bruises are always ugly.

"We caught a wanted child molester," Dally announced barging through the door.

"Really?" Chevy asked excitedly. That's the first time she talked all night.

"Yeah," Dally answered. "It was Thomas Dabney. He was wanted in Louisiana for raping a twelve and thirteen-year-old. He got the twelve-year-old pregnant. He also killed an eleven-year-old by beating her to death. You were very lucky, Anakin. We think you were his next murder. He kind of had a pattern. The next girl would've gotten impregnated."

I go blank. The color drains from my face. My eyes go wide. My tongue goes dry and twisted. No words can come out.

"Thanks, Dal," dad tells him shaking his hand and hugging him.

"You're welcome," he says. "I have to get back to work." He leaves us behind.

All I need now is my family and friends. That's the medicine I need now.

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