Tsunami Rape... The begining. Chapter 1

Chapter 3: confronting

Okay. So i woke up this morning, and there were police officers taking Myra out of the room. I stopped one of the bystanding officers to tell me what was going on. He pointed to reggie, blakes room mate. He told me to ask him what was going on. This was in the lobby. If i knew myra, i knew she wold have done something to get her institutionalized. I just hope she didnt kill him. The lobby is the main exit to the parking lot, and at the circle drop off, i saw Blake getting a concusion and a physical. I went up t reggie.

"Ummm. May i ask what my psychotic friend did that got her arrested?" He took a deep breath and started to give me an answer.

"She hog tied him to a dead hog." A that moment, we both started to bust out laughing. That was the Myra we both know and loved. No homo though. We all knew that myra was capable of anything that had to do with reveange.

Reggie assisted me to where blake was. He knew what happened and he knew it was unpredictable of what i would do. Whether i would stay calm, or go off my edge. I talked to him after the EMTs were finished. I asked reggie if i could have a minute with this dear boy who was, unfortunately, my rapist.

"So," i began. "You got hog tied? If you think about it, it kind of reminds me of the disection of the pig that we had to do last month. Maybe not the most, reassuring thing in the world, but hey, at least you can geta laugh out of it." He looked at me thoughtfully.

"Can i trust you?" He looked kind of serious. I told him that he could. Obviously i was trust worthy if i baby sat his little brother. I know he loved his little brother with all his heart. S i sat there questioning myself of o could trust him. He was the one i ws suppose to look out for. But i didnt say anything of the sort outloud. He finally spoke.

"Im a national rapist thats wantedw worldwide. If i get caught, ill be sentenced to lifetime in prison."

Woe. If this wasnt a mind blowng experience, ghen. Have no idea, what in the world is. This is crazy. I kind of do t find it surprising. But oh well. Stared at him. He told me not to tell anyone, and i knew that the police hadnt asked myra why she had done what she did. She kind of had a record, which, i dont think, surprised anyone, but anyways. I went to school with a rapist. This was crazy. And why did he tell me? Has he tld anyone else? He needs Jesus. Thas all he needs. After a couple of seconds, i replied.

"Wait. So all over the U.S. you have raped girls and women?"

He looked ashamed. Im not about to be fooled at the moment though. Nope. Not me. I want to know the truth, the whole truth. And nothing but the truth. I knew tha probably wasnt going to get all of those answers, but i wanted to a least try.

"No." He started. "Its technically world wide. Ive been to japan, italy, france, all the countries in the south american continent, and tropical islands and more."

"And how many women have you raped?!"

"Atleast three per country."

"So why were concerned it i was pregnant? You probably have at least ten babies right now, and youre the baby daddy. Why do you care if im the only one that gets pregnant?! Why?"

He looked at me contemplating the answer.

"Because i actually know you. Youre the first person ive raped that i actually know and care about as a friend." OMG! I was so! Stunned.

"Wait. Okay. Blake. First? As in theres going to be more in the future?! Do you hear yourself?! And a friend?! I dont think you like me as a friend! Maybe a fuck buddy or a rape slave, BUT NOT A FRIEND! ANYTHNG BUT A FRIEND!" I think the only reason that no one was listening, except reggie, was because most everybody was asleep. Even the dean went back to sleep by this time. It was about six o'clock in the morning so. I knod of felt bad for yelling at blake this early, but i knew that i was going to go back to sleep soon, and only remember half of what i say. Being sleepy in the morning is like being drink and high at the same time, but its all in a different context. Atleast you dont have a hangover the next morning. But you certainly have regretful feelings. As all of these things were going on, there were a few heads popping out of the windows to see what was going on. Went back inside. Grrrr! I had to talk to some one. Timmy and tyrone were room mates. Timmy had insomnia, so he almost never slept, and was never sleepy. I knocked at their door. As always, timmy answered the door and i requested to see tyrone. I knew that he was either sleeping, eating fried chicken, or drinking koolaid. If he wasnt doing Ny of those, the he was playing video games. Call of duty was one of his favorites.

Tyrone was sitting down eating fried chicken and drinking koolaid. He was probably playing video games before that, it was the weekend so the teachers didnt assign any homework.

"Hey."

"Hi" we greeted eachother awkwardly.