The Love Game // z.m

Chapter Twenty Seven - Sofia

NEGLIGENT OFFICERS ABANDON RAPE CASE

Officers at Wigan Police Station have been accused of neglecting a rape case causing hearbreak to the 17-year-old Kelly Brown, Florida.

Troy Bolton (27), Manchester, has been reported for rape. Miss Brown tried to report the incident and was told that she was 'seeking attention' and to stop 'wasting her and the police's time'. 

Miss Brown feels hearbroken at the fact she was thrown to the side. She wanted justice for the incident that occured on March 16th of this year. She was simply told to 'stop being a gold digger'. 

The actions that occured on the 29th of May at the Wigan Police Station have been noticed and will not go without being penalised. 

This is not the first time that Mr Bolton, Ex-Manchester United Football Player, has been reported of rape. A decade ago Mr Bolton had reportedly tried to rape a young girl who attended Clarkson Boarding School. Mr Bolton was diagnosed with Bipolar Disorder in 2008. 

Bolton has an obsession with 'love' and has been known to have Limerance (Infatuated Love). This causes a problem with many young students at Clarkson. 

Joshua Brown, father of Kelly Brown, is appauled at the treatment that his daughter was given. He contacted 'The Sun' to get some recognition for this incident and the incident that occured with his daughter. 

No action has been taken against Mr Bolton yet.

Please don't hesitate to call 01633283838 for information on Mr Bolton.

If you have been affected by anything in this article please contact Rape Crisis. Remember you're not alone. 

All information in this article has been checked closely.

Kelly Brown

I am so happy that my dad decided to contact The Sun to get the incident out. The only problem is that now everybody knows my business. Everybody knows how vulnerable I was, am.  

These past few days have been so horrible. With everything going on I genuinely don't know how I'm going to cope. I don't know how I have coped.

All day I've been getting texts from Clary, Sarah, Liam and Louis. They're all telling me how sorry they feel for me. I don't want their pity. I don't want them to give me their sympathy. I'm not a charity case. I can see where they come from, but please stop. 

I've had calls from old relatives saying how brave I am and how they're going to come down and see me. I doubt that will happen though. 

It's all talk. 

My phone has been blowing up all day with texts and calls. I've had to turn it off for the past hour. I've only recently just turned it on to check social media.

I scroll through my Facebook page seeing photos of Sarah partying with Louis, I guess they're back together now. 

An unknown number starts to call my phone. I debate on answering it and decide to 'decline' the caller. 

I scroll through the rest of my news feed before getting bored and closing the app. The same number starts  to call me again. Ugh, I'm going to have to answer it. 

"Hello?" I say nervously.

"Is this Kelly Brown?" I hear a femanine voice mutter softly. 

"Speaking." 

"I'm Sofia Gonzales. I was attacked by Bolton too. Can we meet?" I feel the air from my lungs evacuate.

"Yeah, um, sure, um, where to?" I stutter.

"Krumbs?" I nod before realising she can't see me.

"Um, sure. I'll leave now. How will I know who you are?" 

"I know what you look like, I'll come up to you." 

"Okay, see you soon." 

Weird would be an understatement of the century. 

I throw some shoes on and grab some money from the side. I run to the bus station and quickly get on a bus to the town. 

I walk out of the bus and start walking to the bottom of town to 'Krumbs'.

I walk into the cafe, looking around for Sofia. I don't see her so I walk up to the counter ordering a cup of coffee. 

"Kelly?" I turn around to see a woman who looks like she's in her mid-late 20's.

"Yeah." 

"Hi, I'm Sofia. Nice to meet you." She says holding her small hand out. I shake her hand and pay for my coffee. 

"Come, there's a free table by there." She points to the back of the cafe.

We both walk to the table, sitting oppsite each other. I raise the cup to my lips, testing if it's cool enough to drink yet. 

I place the cup back down when I realise that it is still deathly hot.

"So, I've read the newspaper and thought I should contact you because I've had the same experience as you." Sofia starts. "I didn't get much help either from the police. You've had it much worse compared to me. Bolton raped me when I was at Clarkson too. He just started working there and I was interested at playing football and that's when it all started." 

"Same here. I went to soccer try outs and I was warned by everybody that something would happen. I didn't listen. It was my fault." I say tracing patterns on the cup.

"No, don't say that. You're the victim here. It was not your fault. It will never be your fault." Sofia says holding my hands. 

"When does it get better?" 

"What do you mean?" She asks bewildered.

"When do you start to feel clean again? When can you get over it? When can I be touched without flinching? When do the thoughts go away? When can I get my life together?" 

"It doesn't, lovely. That's the reality of it. I could sit here and tell you that you will feel better in a few weeks but I'd be lying to you. The truth is, it still hasn't gotten better for me. My family thinks it's my fault. I haven't spoken to them in 10 years. It happened to me 10 years ago and I still haven't recovered. It's one of those things that time won't heal. I'm still getting nightmares." She says making eye-contact with me. 

"How have you coped all these years?" I ask confused. 

"I haven't. I've put up a wall and I've guarded myself from everyone. I've thrown it to the back of my mind. I've got to be there for my baby, Isabelle. I've got to be strong for her." She says pulling up a photo of her child. 

"She's adorable. Is she..?" 

"Bolton's?" She laughs. "God no. I have a fiancé, his name is Jace. He has been my rock for the past 7 years. He's helped me through everything. Have you got someone to help you?" 

"Yeah, his name is Zayn. He is my world. I'm so grateful I have him and such amazing friends. I don't know what I would do without him. He is my rock. He is my everything. I love him so much."