Thuggin Love

Chapter 9

Dre's POV

After Marcus and I broke the hand cuffs, we called the cops and they made us give statements. I gave a VERY detailed and rushed explanation as they took Steve away. When I finish I look around for Marcus and see him. I start to walk toward him when I hear a firmiliar voice behind me. I turn around to see Steve's mother with tears streaks on her face from makeup. She walks up to me demanding what happened. I shift uncomfortably thinking of a way to tell a mother that her son tried to kill my boyfriend, kidnap me, and tried to rape me. "Where is Steve!" She shouts at a cop and pushes past me. Now she's his problem. "I want to see Dre now." I hear Marcus' voice say behind a ambulance truck. I look around but I can't find him. I walk and search and see a gathering of cops but they are circling Steve's mother. "Dre!" I hear him and turn around to see a frustrated Marcus trying to push past a group of cops. "Marcus!" I say with a smile. "Sir, we need you to answer questions before you talk to your colleague." I look at him and frown at his struggle and disobedience. Maybe this hits too hard to home for him and he can't take it. "Just let me do something!" He yells and they hold him, but a lady nods and they let him go. He walks to me and wraps his arms around me in a tight embrace. He hugs me for a while and I forget that there are dozens of people everywhere.

I pull away and he realizes my intentions. He shifts on his feet and we stand there awkwardly. "Mr. Freeman are you ready?" The woman asks him and he looks at me with a scared emotion. I blurt out, "One more hug!" I grab him and whisper, "I'm here for you. Just say what you need to say." I pull away and he shakes his head. "Ready?" She asks again. I nod my head and stare at him as I say, "He's ready." I give him a thumbs up as he walks off. He starts talking to them and I see him tripping over his words. "I'm right here." I remind him and he loosens up. He sighs and finally starts being normal, but never pulling his eyes away from my body. I look down and blush after a while and he smiles a little. They have to call back his attention and he stops looking at me. He seems to be doing fine so I sneak away. I roam around and see a woman typing a lot of words. I see my name and Steve's appear and know that it's Marcus' words.

I start walking away, but my curiosity gets the best of me and I start to read the juicy parts....

Marcus' POV

"Can I get out of here please." I ask in full panic mode now. I've said what I needed to say an don't want to be here anymore." The lady says stuff to me but I'm just scanning the place for Dre. "MR. FREEMAN!" The detective yells trying to get my attention. "What. What!?" She sighs and closes her eyes for a bit before answering, "I need you to tell Mr. Keen this information also, that being said... Are you sure you heard what I said and you are going to tell Mr. Keen also since he is really the one in jeopardy here." She finishes and I face her again. I nod my head and she tells me to go. I run to go find Dre and to my surprise he is back in the house. I smile when I find him and am about to speak before I hear sniffles. "Dre? Are you okay?" He spins to face me and looks embarrassed. Then out of nowhere he walks up and hugs me tightly while sobbing into my shoulder. We hug for a while and I say my thoughts, "Baby if you keep crying I'm gonna start crying." He starts to stop and I look at him with watery eyes, "Are you okay Dre?" He looks up at me and starts sobbing again. I grab him and hold him again, and we sit like that while he sobs out his feelings.

A tear runs down my face and I hold him tighter, "It's okay. It's all over. You're safe now." I try to comfort him and sound alright, but my voice betrays me and cracks with a crying sound. Dre sniffles and looks up at me, "I know. I'm just crying about you." He says and a confused expression covers my features along with my brain. "Why are you crying for me?" I ask curiously. "It's nothing." He says with a shrug and buries his face in my chest holding me tight. "...Okay." I say after a while, just dropping it because he's clearly distressed. "I just want you to know I'm fine. I'm just worried about you." He nods in my chest and we just hold each other for a while. Knowing Dre is safe in my arms and I'm safe in his is the best feeling I've ever experience in my life. I don't ever want to let him go.

We stop hugging after a while and walked outside to find some detectives here. Dre walks up to the bitch that was keeping me from seeing him since she seems to be in charge and says, "Excuse me, but why weren't we taken to the Police Department. You know, for like... testing." Dre asks. The detective responds, "You will be now, we needed to search your home for evidence that he kidnapped you. We also needed to make sure you were sane." She says and looks at me for a second. Then continues, "Since you both passed that test, we have the evidence, and we have your statements recorded here... we can take you to the Department now." Dre nods his head then looks at me as he gets into a different cop car then me. I watch him drive off and finally get in my car.

After about 20 minutes, the cop finally gets there and I step out of the car. This place brings back memories. I shiver and follow him to the testing sector. I deny the rape kit once again and they simply inspect my body for bruises and take pictures of the rings from the handcuffs. They tell me to wait while they test Steve's blood on my shirt from the gun shot and I don't see Dre in the waiting room. I walk up to the only detective I know and ask her, "Where's Dre? Didn't you guys get here before me?" She looks at me with sad eyes and I know there is bad news. "Um, Mr. Freeman.. Dre has decided to take the rape kit and...." She stops talking and shakes her head. My heart can't take it, Dre couldn't have been raped! "AND WHAT!?" I bark at her, tears forming in my eyes. She hesitates before resuming, "We're pretty sure it's going to come out positive. With Steve as the rapist." She says and I sob right in front of her, but I don't care. Dre had to go through that and it kills me. I am conflicted over shooting Steve again and again and again because of what he did. I just can't believe my Dre has gone through the same thing as me. "But." The detective begins to speak and I stop staring at the table. "Doesn't mean that he was raped, there is just a 70% chance he was." She tries to lighten the mood but all that did was give me false hope and pray that Dre was in the 30%.

I sit in the police department until 9 o' clock at night when Dre walks out of the room. "Hey.." He says with a fake smile. I know him better then he thinks I do, but I don't blow his cover. "Hey.." I say back, at a loss for words. We stare at other objects for a long time not wanting to bring up the elephant in the room. "So we were both raped!" He jokes and then sarcastically laughs like it is funny. I stare at him kind of pissed off he would take it that way. "Dre..." I say and shake my head telling him it's too soon. He gets pissed at starts yelling at me.

Dre's POV
"Marcus." I say in an annoyed copy cat tone. He has no right to tell me how to handle my life. "Dre I am on the fucking edge right now! I don't need you joking about something so serious and horrible!" I raise my voice taking my real feelings of sadness and anger out on him. "Why are you yelling at me? You cannot tell me what to say. Freedom of fucking speech Marcus! So leave me the fuck alone if you're going to bring all that negative fucking energy." I spit at him. I mean those things I am saying. I'm tired of crying of what's happening and I definitely don't want to be depressed about it. Happy and positive approaches are the only way I'll pull through. And he's not making it easy.