Believe, Nothing Is Impossible #1

Chapter 7 THE ANSWER!

*Jarreds P.O.V*

"Yes I will go out with you, you saved me from that desperate old guy, I say.. YES!!" She screams in happiness, we hug, and I kiss her on the cheek.
"I'm sorry about today, I'll make it up to you tomorrow," I say to her,
"It's okay it wasn't your fault," she says, "I'd like to do something with you tomorrow," she says,
"Cool, do you want to come around to my place first?" I ask,
"Yeah sure," she says,
"Sweet, lets go." I say grabbing her hand and partly dragging her out of the café door and I decide to walk to my place, considering what happened last time we were on a bus.
We walk for half an hour almost silent, except for everything she sniffles,
"Hey, before we get to my house, did you want to go to the police station and tell them what happened today and after you can bunker down at my place and crash there for a week or so, you don't have to I was just suggesting that, that's all, I say hoping she wouldn't burst into tears,
"Yes please," is all she says, and we walk to the closest cop shop.

"He looked like, uh he had a woolen hat, a work uniform, bu.." she gets interrupted yet again,
"What sort of uniform, do you know what the brand name of this suspects uniform was?" Asks the Sargent,
"Uh no not sure, but he smelt like alcohol, and he was really drunk," she manages to say before she burst into tears again for the fifth time on being here,
"Ok that will be all I will go through all the security cameras on the bus and the bus station, and we will release a warrant for indecent sexual assault, and we will keep in touch with you two," says the Sargent before asking to get a few seconds,
"Are you her friend or boyfriend?" He asks,
"Yeah I'm her boyfriend, she has only been here of one week and this happened to the poor darling," I say rising my voice a bit, but not by much, "why?" I ask,
"I would like her to stay with you for a few weeks and if she can't handle talking to her parents because she's too young and offical unstable, could you please tell her parents," he asks and excuses me to go back and comfort Stefini,
"I will keep in touch to say how she is handling this situation, but if she gets too unstable please call me and I will direct you to a councillor," he says, before we leave.

She hasn't said anything since we've gotten
back to my house, I have gotten annoyed with this deathly silence, and I've decided to break the quiet, with a caring question....