My Best Friend's Brother (...on hold)

Reality is a Bitch

"YOU ASSHOLE!" A familiar voice screamed.

In the dark I could only see the fist that was coming towards the dude that was raping me.

BAM! The fist made contact with skin. The stranger stumbled off of me.

Goosebumps appeared on my skin. My face covered in tears.

A pair of warm arms wrapped around me, and until now I noticed I was shaking.

I looked up to see David's face, worry plastered all over it. "A-are you okay." His voice wavered.

I bursted into tears all over again.

"Bea, we called the cops." Saffara said appearing out of thin air, holding Alex's hand.

She let go of his hand and ran towards me and hugged me. "Oh my god." She whispered. "It's going to be okay."

My back shook with how hard I was crying. I looked towards the guy who raped me, Ethan was standing right over him. His chest heaving with rage.

He looked angry, out of control. He landed another hit on the guys face, which was already bleeding and bruised.

I'm pretty sure he felt me watching him, so he looked up. We made eye contact and all the anger in him dissappeared.

He took long, quick strides,towards me.

When he finally reached me, he cupped my face with his hands. "I am so sorry." He wrapped both of his arms around my waist.

I layed my head in his shoulder, my sobbing turning into small whimpers.

I studied Ethan's profile, his defined jaw -which was clutched by how angry he is- his long lashes that paired well with his green eyes -which were filled with anger and worry- and finally, I studied his lips, his pink, plump lips that were formed into a scowl.

Police sirens blared from down the corner, blue and red lights flashing.

All the people that were drinking ran to their cars and and sped away from the scene.

A female officer appeared in front of me, "Miss.Grayson, I'm going to need to ask you a few questions."

I felt Ethan let me go and walk away. My throat was dry so I nodded.

"Have you been drinking tonight?"

I shook my head.

"Do you have any attachments towards Mr.Benidict?"

I was guessing that Mr.Benedict was the stranger who raped me. I shook my head.

"Miss.Grayson I'm going to need you to walk to the curb of the street.

I did as told and walked to the curb.

"Walk across it for me, please." She commanded.

I walked across the curb without falling. "Why did I need to do this?" I finally blurted out.

"Safety precautions, you may have been lying about not drinking. Now, tilt your head up for me."

I tilted my head and she shone a flashlight in my eyes. "Follow the light with your eyes."

I followed the light, "Last thing you need to do for me Miss.Grayson. How old are you?"

"Seventeen." I murmured.

"That makes you a minor, which means more jail time for Mr.Benedict."

"What does that mean?"

She turned her head towards me, "A minor is someone who is under eighteen. Mr.Benidict is nineteen, he has sexually assaulted a minor, you, and it was also against your will. He will not be tried in court for this. He will automatically go to Jail."