Muted

Chapter 10

My aunt Lu was one of the first police officers that had arrived at the scene. She immediately cuffed Dillon because apparently they were looking for him. And as for me, well she was shocked that I 'just so happened to be there.' I didn't get in any trouble, but once again Dillon was behind bars.

"And he didn't hurt you," the cop asked.

I signed, "No, but the other men tried to. For once, be grateful he was there."

I've been having this conversation with the interrogators and my aunt Lu as translation for almost two hours now. I had actually got word from my aunt Lu that Rebel and Emily were here and that my mom was scared because she thought that Dillon had attacked me and that's why I was here.

The interrogators thought the same thing as my mom and just wanted me to say it so bad so they had a good reason to lock him up for a long time.

I stuck to my story though. The men who were running the store attacked me and Dillon kept them from doing so.

"Are you sure," the police officer asked.

"Yes! They have cameras in the store that prove it! Look through the footage," I signed getting frustrated. My aunt translated what I had just said and the cop sighed pinching the bridge of his nose.

"And what will you say when the footage shows differently?"

"If," I corrected, "Which it won't. And if it does, lock me up too," my aunt looked like she didn't want to translate what I had just signed, but she did anyway.

The cops left but my aunt stayed behind.

"You're telling the truth about him," she signed to me. "He really didn't do it."

"No," I signed. "He didn't."

After five minutes of starting at each other she looked at me with a spark in her eye.

"You're mothers going to kill me, but his parents told us to keep him overnight. He could use the company," she signed and I smiled.

We were walking down the hallway where they keep all of the holding cells and soon enough I found the cell I've been wanting to see.

My aunt pulled out my oh so lovely chair and I gladly sat down.

Dillon glowered at my now renown presence. "They're telling me I'm going to prison. And I wouldn't have been caught if you weren't there."

I looked up at my aunt asking for my phone back. She just shook her head and quickly went to get me a whiteboard. Once that whiteboard was in my hands she left.

"So how is you getting caught my fault," I showed what I wrote.

"Because now I'm not only being charged with assault by deadly weapon, I'm also being charged with second count sexual assault and first account robbery!"

I looked at him with wide eyes and wrote, "Assault by deadly weapon?"

He just glowered more and avoided my gaze.

"Is that what Rebel and Aiden saw? Was that the fight before the Halloween party," I wrote hoping I was wrong.

He just looked back at me with his face extremely red.

"Who did you attack," I quickly wrote.

"I'm tired of secrets... of people who keep them, of the lame excuses the explain why they keep them. I just wanted a straight answer," he said. It took me a minute to realize that he was talking about either Chris or Angie.

"It's not Angie if that's what you're wondering. I told you I don't hit women, I mean it," definitely Chris. He must've attacked Chris before Chris got there.