What Would You Do For Love?

Sweet Dreams & Living Nightmares: Part 4

I spent another hour at the police station giving my statement of what happened. By the time I was finished I was exhausted. I came out to see my dad waiting, but Butch was there, too. My eyes lit up when I saw him. He came over and embraced me.

He looked into my eyes. "Are you okay?"

"I am now," I said. At that moment, I saw Mitch being forced into the police station. He was yelling profanities. Then he spotted me.

"You funkin' bitch, I'll get you for this!" he shouted as the police officers took him away.

I started to shake. My hands touched my neck where he had choked me. I wondered how much worse this would get. Once Mitch was gone, I thought I would feel better, but somehow I felt worse.

"Sweetie," Dad said. "It'll be okay." Butch held my hand tight, and I so desperately wanted to believe it. I had a feeling that it just started.

"I should call my brothers and let them know I'm okay," he said. I looked at the clock. It was well after three, and school was just letting out.

"Hey, Brick," I heard Butch say over the phone. "Hey, I'm fine. I got me a guardian angel." He looked over at me and smiled. "Where are you?" He paused for a moment. "Well, I think I can get a ride." He looked over at me again. "Okay, bye." He ended call and placed the phone in his pocket.

"So, you need a ride?" I asked.

"Yeah," he said. "My brothers are at your house."

Dad gave him a strange look. He was so overprotective. "Let's get out of here." I said. The three of us walked out to my car, and I drove us to my house. Dad was nice enough to sit in the back seat, but the ride was pretty quiet, except for dad asking a few questions.

"So, Butch, how old are you?" he asked.

"Seventeen," he answered.

"And where do you live?" I felt like Butch was being interrogated.

"With my brothers," Butch answered. "We have an apartment in town."

"And your parents?" Dad questioned.

"We're orphans," Butch said.

"So all three of you live on your own," Dad clarified.

"Dad, that's enough with the questions," I said frustrated.

"Alright," Dad said, as we drove up to the house.

We got out of the car as my sisters and Butch's brothers came out. Bubbles and Blossom came up to me with concern in their eyes. "We heard what happened," Blossom said.

"Don't worry," I said. "Mitch got arrested."

"Well, thank goddess," Bubbles said. "I hope you guys don't mind, but Boomer and I are taking off."

"And where are you taking my little sister?" I looked over at Boomer and demanded to know.

"It's just to the movies, Buttercup," Bubbles said, but I noticed she had on her blue mini dress and ice blue pearled heels. She looked like she was ready for a night out on the town and not a casual movie date.

Dad came over to Bubbles and Boomer. "Just remember your curfew."

"Don't worry, Daddy," Bubbles said sweetly. "I won't be late."

"And what about you two?" I asked, looking at Blossom and Brick.

"We have studying to do," Blossom said. "Come on, Brick." She took his hand and led him into the house.

Dad approached us and looked over at me. "Buttercup, I think you should go in and rest now. You had a stressful day."

"Dad, I'm fine, besides I think Butch needs a ride home."

"Well, alright. Drive careful and be home before curfew."

"Don't worry, sir, I'll take care of her." Butch took my hand which made me smile. Dad walked back in the house, leaving us alone.