Walking Danger

Chapter 12

Monday couldn't come soon enough. The whole weekend was filled with tension. The warden trying to get me to talk to him, me dodging him by going on walks and staying at the park. It would have been peaceful if I could sit there without thinking about what happens when I need to go back home.

Anyway the best person to talk to would be CJ, seeing as how I went to the party with her and I'm sure I came home with her as well.
I found them in the usual spot. They all look terrible. For people who party they really don't know how to take care of a hangover. They had 2 days!!

"Hey" I greet. I'm meet with a very gooney reply.
"So... intense party hee?"
"What the fuck was in those drinks!" Says Olivia.
"Yea I thought I was the only one, intense" Maybe getting her to relive last night won't be to hard.

"So what happened to you guys?"
CJ gives me an annoyed look, then speaks to me like I'm being stupid "We got drunk and had very bad hangovers."
" If we were all drunk, how did we get home?"
"We didn't go home, you went without telling us you were going, you didn't even bother to call."

Okay that's just being dramatic and I don't have the patience for it !
" Oh really. So you didn't know if I was dead or raped or kidnapped but I was suppose to call you? That is messed up and you are insane if you don't see that CJ!"
"I have had enough of you! Go jump off a bridge!"
"CJ!" Olive and Kate say

CJ stands up, she looks at her friends expecting them to follow her lead but they look at her with disappointment.
She gives me one last glare and walks away. I roll my eyes in her direction. Girl needs to chill. Now is probably the best time to just ask them what happened straight up.

" Can you guys please recall last nights events for me?"
Kacy gives me a suspicious look. " Why?" She asks.
"Things are just a bit hazy, I want to make sure I remember correctly." I say with patience.
"We went to the party,we danced, we didn't realise you weren't with us until we woke up in the morning."

" Do you know who dropped me off at home?"
"You don't know who took you home?" Shes smart and caring to panic.
" Thanks." I stand up and as the bell rings. "You guys should probably talk to CJ she seemed very upset. She needs a friend right now." I tell them.

They don't seem offended which is a good thing. I need to keep them close,they don't hesitate to talk.

So I didn't go home with CJ last night. That explains why my dad was so shocked. Stupid Stupid Stupid. Why did I say that? But who took me home. If they dropped me off and my dad saw them then I'm sure they didn't hurt me. I just need to figure out who it was.

The school day goes by quickly. I can not wait to get home. I still don't know who took me home last night. The girls don't know either.

I'm not that worried knowing I wasn't hurt and my dad saw who bought me home. Maybe I should just ask him. I don't know how I'll avoid 21 questions so I might as well go with the flow.
I also need to talk to Reg and find out what is happening with my case.
Lets go make the most of the rest of the day.

I'm about to get in the bus when a strong arm stops me.
Me,him, in a bedroom. Music, Drake, leather seats. What?
" Hey, can I talk to you?"
"We have nothing to talk about." I snap at him.

His making me dizzy and weak and I hate it. I still don't know why and until I do I want nothing to do with him.
"Are you okay?" He seems concerned
"Why wouldn't I be okay?"
"Can I just talk to you?" He seems desperate. I walk away from the bus towards a picnic table under the tree.
"Okay talk" I do my best to sound irritated.

He looks me up and down with a slight frown on his face. "Do you remember anything that happened on Friday?"
"Why are you asking?" He knows something.
He hesitates " Someone spiked your drink."
I'm sorry, what did he say? Someone spiked

MY drink? How? I was drinking juice!
" Who?" I ask.
"Please don't worry about it, I took care of them. I just want to to make sure your okay."
"Ace tell me who, I don't care if you took care of them, give me names!"

He sighs "Troy Reed, you know him?"
"I will, soon enough." Why would he want to spike my drink? I came here because I have no enemies or at least I shouldn't.
"Well his known for selling small drugs, but it seems his gotten deeper in the thug business, I'm still trying to get the details."

"So he drugged me hoping to get something, because he wasn't going to get money from it."
He slowly says "Seems like you are getting at something."
"The one reason girls are drugged is when they are sex trafficked." I tell him. At first his face is blank then there are a lot of emotions on his face. Fear, anger, shock. Typical men. They will never know the things woman have to go through on a daily basics.

I haven't been through a lot of traumatic things beside the fire but I'm still very aware of these things. I've seen them happening. Shelly going missing in first grade after refusing to get in her "fathers" car, no one knew why and we still don't know. Shes just gone.

Kris and Kira in third grade showing up to school with bruises. It started when their mom got married. Then they were announced missing three mouths later only to be found dead four days after. No one knows how they were found or how they died, we just put flowers on their grave.

My mom has done a pretty good job of making me aware of this. I've never had to deal with step fathers or an abusive household, at least thats something she did right.

Ace startles me by putting his hand on mine. He looks at me with a angry face. But his not angry at me, its who did this. Why does he care? I'm not his responsibility.
"I'm sorry you were involved in their disgusting plan. I will make them pay for it, I promise." The tingles go straight to my heart. His eyes tell me his being honest. They don't weaver from mine.

I want to rest and let him take care of it. I want to walk to the warm his offering me. I lone for it with everything I have and for a split second I can see myself there. But then I see red, smoke, my hand touches my arm and I feel the scars though the fabric of my shirt. My lungs tense and the tingles disappear. I don't deserve peace. I jerk my hand away from his and stand up.
"Its okay, thank you for telling me" I walk away from his shocked face towards the bus.

I only realise I'm not breathing when I sit. I can feel him looking at me and I want to look back but somehow I know that I won't be able to stop myself from leaving this bus if I look at those bright green eyes.