He Thinks He's the Best - J.H

Bonus Chapter 5

(Leela-17//Jordan-13)

⚠️⚠️ racism/racial profiling/sexual assault

Leela pov

"No stop it. My dad will kill me if you fuck with his car." I laughed as I slapped Chris' hand away from the dashboard.

"I was literally just going to turn the music up a little." He defended as he reached over and turned dial.

We were just driving peacefully along the highway. Until we heard police sirens. They were following our car and so I pulled over at the next truck stop there was.

"Hey dad." I said as he answered the phone.

"You better not have crashed my car." He said back.

"No no, we haven't crashed it. We've been pulled over." I answered.

"Why the fuck have you been pulled over?" He asked as he sort of shouted.

"Take a wild guess at why we've been pulled over." I said sarcastically.

"They saw Chris didn't they?" He asked as I heard keys rustling on his end.

"You know, the people in your work force are really fucking racist. He wasn't even the one driving the car and yet he's the one who's been asked for his license and registration." I said as he got into his car.

"Yeah well they won't have a badge once I get there. Where are you at?"

"Third truck stop on the highway."

"Why are you on the highway?"

"Because Chris' house is the other side of the highway. I was taking him home." I said in an annoyed tone.

"Alright I'll be there soon." He said as he hung up.

Chris had been my best friend for years, and this isn't the first time this has happened either. It's happened with Chris and his twin sister Ari. If we ever get followed by a police car, it's because they're black. They have never been the ones driving the car because it's my dads, but they always get asked the questions.

"You do realise he wasn't driving the car right? Why are you asking him the questions?" I asked as I turned to the policeman who was grilling Chris.

"Listen here sweetheart, he's a danger and I need you to let me just do my job." He snarked as he held his pen in my face to shut me up.

"No, he's not a danger." I argued.

"Leela, just leave it." Chris said in a bored tone.

"He was reaching for a weapon."

"He was reaching to turn the fucking radio up because the music was quiet." I shouted.

Almost in an instant, I was turned around with my hands behind my back. I felt the cold metal touch my wrists as they turned me back around.

"Now if you don't mind, I just need to pat you down." He said as he went to touch me.

"I'd prefer if there was a female officer doing that." I dodged as I moved back to stop him from touching me.

"We'll there isn't one here, so you'll just have to make do won't you?" He smirked as he started to pat me down.

It started off as just a normal pat down. Until he started squeezing and cupping places he shouldn't. He started squeezing my thighs hard, making his way up to my ass. I felt tears prick my eyes as I looked over at Chris. I quickly shook my head at him, telling him not to get involved because my dad would be here soon. The police officer stood up and started to squeeze my boobs as the tears started to fall down my face.