Wild Child

5. Caught

Daphne:

The police arrived shortly after the movie ended, and they sat me down for questioning. "Did you know the man?" One of them asks. I shrug, "He seemed kinda familiar I guess. Like someone my friends used to hang out with, but I don't him, no." The police officer scribbles something down, then looks back up at me. "Now I have to ask you some personal questions, I'm sorry if it makes you uncomfortable. Take your time answering." I nod, and he proceeds. "Were you a virgin?" He begins. I nod, feeling my cheeks grow slightly red. "Did you have any idea where you were?" I shake my head, "No, he knocked me out outside of my school, Lake Wood. Then when I woke up I was just in this room, then when he was done he knocked me out again. The next time I woke up I was in an alley not far from my grandma's home." The officer continues to scribble down every word I say. "Okay. We're going to need the clothes you were wearing when it happened, and we'll have to bring you in for some testing before we can look into identifying the rapist." 'The Rapist' The sound of that made me cringe. I was raped. The officer looks at me, snapping me out of my thoughts, "Would you like your parents to bring you to the station, or us?" I look at the officer, then to my parents. "Could... Could Demi take me?" I ask. Everyone agrees, and Demi helps me out to her car. "What are they going to do?" I ask, once we get in. "They're going to have to check for his... sperm... and then from there they'll probably be able to identify him." Knowing what that means, I lean my head against the car window, blast Taylor Swift through my headphones, and try not to think about the future.

Once we get to the police station, they take me into the examining room where they run a series of tests. Through the whole thing, I let Taylor play in my ears, her sweet voice soothing me. After a couple hours, the police came in to talk to my mom. "Mrs. De La Garza... There was no semen found. There was damage, tearing, indicating the assault did happen. Nothing to link the assault to the assaultee though." Anger flushes my moms face. "So that's it?! There's nothing you can do?" She yells. "I'm sorry ma'am. We tried everything. He left no fingerprints, no DNA. Nothing." My mom half heartedly thanks him, and drags me and Demi out of the police station. "S-So he's still out there then..." I ask. My mom looks at me with a small frown, "Yes baby. I'm so sorry. But you're safe now, he'll never hurt  you again." She wraps me up in a tight hug, and slowly walks me over to Demi's car.

Once we get home, I get ready for bed, and lay down. I can feel the exhaustion running through me, the only thing keeping me away: My fear. Demi comes in and kisses me good night. As she's heading out I stop her. "Demi... C-Could you maybe sleep with me tonight?" I ask, feeling like a helpless little kid. She smiles, "Of course, Daph. Anything for you." She lays next to me, wrapping me tightly in her arms. I feel myself begin to relax, and my exhaustion finally takes over.

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-Mia