My Best Friends Brother

It happened to me...

Jason's POV:

I sped as fast as I could without getting caught. I only had an idea of where a park was outside of town and I just prayed its the same one she is at.

I see a park coming up on my right. I press the gas down harder. I speed into the parking places. I don't even care about parking great. I turn off the motor and hop out of my truck to rush to the play set. I see a girl on the swings and I just pray it's Kelsee.

I run as I can as the girl comes closer into view. "Kelsee?" I shout.

She looks up from the ground. Yes its her! I get to her. Her eyes are red and puffy. "I got here as fast as I could."

She smiles a weak smile. "27 minutes."

I just smiled back. "You counted?"

She looked back down at the ground. "Not much to keep my mind off of things."

I kneel down in front of her. I don't want to pressure her into talking, but I'm really not sure what to do.

"Kelsee, it's cold out here. How about you come back to my truck and I can put the heat on." She just nodded and stood up. I put my arm around her shoulders for support and she  flinched. I wish I could make her pain go away, but I'm still dealing with mine myself.

We get to the truck and I open the door for her. I wait for her to get in then I shut the door. I notice she shudders when I shut the door. I run my hands through my hair. What am I going to do? I have to help her.

I run around to my side and get in. I turn the car on and blast the heat. Even though it's pretty warm in the daytime, it gets really cold at nightime.

"I guess you want to hear what happened." I hear her whisper.

"Only if you want to tell me." I could see her chest heave up and down.

"Why? Why are you being nice to me? I don't understand! You have put me through crap my entire life and all the sudden something bad happens to me and you are all nice? I don't take pity. Never have, never will. So you can cut the crap and go back to your normal self with your messed up ways." She screams on the top of her lungs at me. Her face red as a tomato.

I swear I would never tell anyone about this, but I can't lose Kelsee. Not yet. "Because it happened to me before."

She looks at me like I have three eyes. She huffs. "That's not possible. Guys can't get raped."

I can't believe she said that. Heat starts to rise in my cheeks, but I fight the urge to argue back. I know she is just hurting. "Yes Kelsee. They can. I have the marks to prove it."

She looks up at me with her sad eyes. "I'm sorry. I-"

"I know. It's okay." She was shaking. I didn't know if it was due to the coldness or shock. I move across the front seat and put my arms around her torso. I don't want to push her, but I want to make her feel safe. "I was fourteen when it started. He was Jake's real father. He blamed me for Jake's death. He thought that since Jake and I hung out a lot I knew Jake did drugs, but honestly I didn't. He thought that if I told someone that Jake did drugs, he could have gotten help and he would still be here today.  I never told anyone. You are the first to know."

"Jason, how come you didn't tell anyone?"

"Because I felt the same way you do now. That no one will listen, nothing will get done about it, but I promise you, we will get this situation taken care of."

"When did it stop?'

"When I was sixteen. He had gotten arrested for something. I can't remember what, but only just a couple months ago I got a letter from the prison saying that he committed suicide."