September 3rd

[part 10]

(With ezra)

I busted through the door, Charlie's clothes were off, and he was shaking...Sexual items were on the floor..

Charlie looked like he was on the brink of passing out, I made eyes with one of the football players..

He was pulling his pants up and looking at me with a look of fear and terror in his eyes..

I gazed back down at Charlie. Blood was falling from his nose. His eyes were dim, and he was looking at me, mouthing the words 'help.' I felt rage fall into my soul. I ran to one of the football players, pulling on his hair, screaming and shouting, beating the crap out of his face.. he tried to push me off, but I couldn't stop

Who does this?

He was just holding my hand....He was fine...

How could this happen so fast

"GET OFF EZRA!" I heard my father yell out,  police were pushing down the perpetrators. And soon, EMT rushed to Charlie, checking him...

I felt dad pull me off as well. He gripped my arms, and I shouted out, trying to push my dad. My eyes shifted to Charlie they covered his body with some clothes his father gave him a jacket.. his body looked weak and pale.

Soon, they rushed him to the ambulance car, I ran after them successfully, pushing my father off of me.

I looked at Charlie's face, and he started to cry. I never saw him cry much, but when I did, I always felt worry creep into my heart. The lady who helped me find Ezra before grabbed my stomach and held me tight.

"Hold on, you can't enter." She said roughly as I started to try to fight her off.

"Charlie! Charlie!" I screamed out, watching them enter him inside the truck.. I punched the lady right in the jaw she wasn't reacting, though she just looked at me.

Soon, they drove off, I calmed down soon, and she sat me on a chair outside. Charlie's parents were already in their car following the truck.

My parents were hovering over me, my mother was rubbing my back while my father looked at me, then back at the old restroom..

"You did good, Niño. Without you looking for him, we would have never guessed that he was getting...sexual assaulted." He sighed then gave me a hug, He saw my tears about to force its way out of my eyes.

The hug felt like it lasted for hours.

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(With Elliot)

They were putting us and handcuffs, and they walked us to the police station.

"THIS IS ALL EZRAS FUCKING FAULT!" He yelled out looking in my direction.

"Stop trying to put the blame on him! This is all your fucking fault because you couldn't keep your fucking dick outta places it don't belong!"

"BOTH OF YOU SHUT IT!" Some big man shouted at us, then slammed us down on a chair

"Name?" He asked roughly, he was a tall he looked fit.. he was brown skined and has dark curly hair..

"Elliot mitchel." I said softly before looking over at jason

"Jason smith" He glaced back over at me, scoffing and grinning at me..

I can't believe I lost to that asshole, he made a fucking fool out of me.

"Just kill yourself already." He whispered under his breath before the officer gave him a stern stare.

"Now here's what's gonna happen, you two stay away from each other, you'll be sent home for a couple of days, and I'll have to put this on ur school records."