Walk Away

Chapter 9

(Genevieve's POV)

     I am whooping CC's butt at Mario Kart when Andy walks in the room. He sits next to me on the three seated couch and fiddles with his phone until I beat CC and come in first place.

     "Rematch! I call rematch!" CC laughs.

     "This will be the sixth time you've called a rematch, CC. Just accept your defeat." I say as I watch him pout like a little kid, puppy dog eyes included.

     "It just makes no sense that Bowser doesn't win against a small girl like Rosalina." CC chuckles as I go to set up another game.

     "Sure it does, CC," Andy smirks. "You just suck at that game." He laughs silently.

     "I beat you didn't I?" CC smiles a cheesy grin.

     "I may have let you." Andy taps me on the shoulder. "Can I talk to you for a moment?"

     "Yeah. Sure. What's up?" I ask.

     "Can we go in the hallway?"

     I nod and get up to follow him. We don't stop in the hallway as expected, but we do go to the bedroom. He shuts the door behind me as I sit down on Annabelle's and my cot.

     "I've been thinking..." Andy starts.

     "About?" I scratch my neck.

     "All that stuff you were saying about your sperm donor." He tries to keep a light tone, but he ends up spitting the last two words out.

     "Oh... uh yeah..."

     "I want you to use my phone right now to call the Kentucky police on him. The sooner he's in jail, the better." Andy sits beside me on the cot.

     I laugh nervously. "You don't know the half of it."

     "But will you? Call them, I mean?" He hands his phone to me.

     I take it. "Yeah. The sooner this is settled, the sooner Annabelle can go back to school, and we can give you guys your space back, but I'd prefer it if you stepped outside while I do. It's kind of embarrassing- the stuff I let him do to me." I look away with tears in my eyes threatening to spill over. Why did I say that?!?! Now he's going to know!

     I shouldn't have said anything because he guesses what it was. "He raped you, didn't he, Genevieve?" I nod and he holds me close as I start to cry.

     "I shouldn't have told you. Now, y- you g- guys are g- going to t- treat me like I'm b- broken." I nestle my head against his chest as he continues to stroke my hair. Then he kisses the top of my head.

     Wait a minute.... Andy did what now?

     I took a deep breath in through my nose to try to calm myself. Andy's cologne had slightly worn off from last night, but I could smell part of it. That mixed with Andy's natural scent smelled heavenly. Almost like lavender. Lavender was Andy's natural scent?

     "That's nonsense, Genevieve. I won't tell the guys if you don't want me to, and I promise you that I won't treat you different, as in badly, Genevieve. You'll be completely safe here."

     "Well, you know now. So, I guess I will tell the guys after I call the police."

     He gets up to leave. Once he reaches the door, he turns back to me. "And Genevieve?"

     "Yeah?"

     "I agree that Annabelle should go back to school as soon as possible, but you can stay with us as long as you'd like. We really love having you here."

     I blush. "Thanks, Andy."

     He smiles. "No problem." He opens the door and leaves me to my call.

     I dial the number for the Kentucky State Police and hit the green call button.