Goth Queen||Lil Peep

Chapter 21: Police Station

Thursday
October 10 2015
4:17 AM
Jaden's POV

"What do you mean? Where are you?"

"Well, I had a dream that me and my dad were in a burning house-"

"What does that have to do with the story?"

"Just listen! Sorry, I just have had a long night."

"Sorry, boo."

"It's fine. But in the dream, he wanted me to save him but I couldn't get him out. Then he said you were in his room. So I went upstairs and saw you. You were on his bed and I couldn't save you so I just laid next you. We died together. Then I woke up and wanted to go for a walk. But when I was, a car pulled up and I started to walk back. My dad came out and held a gun up to my head. I freaked out and he told me to get in the car. He almost caught me trying to text you so I stopped. When I walked into his room, he raped me. He heard my phone go off and I already said my phone wasn't with me. He threw me into the wall, slammed my head against the floor. I said to look behind him and I tackled him for the gun. I demanded that he take to the police station. On the way, he drove into a wall. My mouth is bleeding, my nose is bleeding, shards of glass is in my face and arms. I'm headed to the police station thirty minutes away from your house. I'm just walking."

"Boo, are you serious?"

"Nah, I just made up a fake story. I'm actually hiding in Mexico."

"Damn, I didn't want sarcasm. Ok. I'll be on my way."

"K, love you."

"Love you too."

I hung up and walked to the police station. It was hard to not literally jump off of every bridge I saw. Which was only one. But also not jumping in front of a car. People in cars gave me weird looks and some asked if I was ok. I just said I was on my way to the police station. When I arrived, I just walked up to the from desk and tried to get the words to explain what happened. I did and they took me into a room for questioning.

"Hello, Jaden Rose. I'm Officer Michelle." The lady smiled and shook my hand. "I'm just gonna ask you some questions, ok? Ok, so how old are you?"

"I'm 15."

"Ok, good. So can you explain what happened?" She asked. (A/N: I'm not gonna have her explain it again so just pretend she did.) "Ok. So has he been abusive before?"

"Yep."

"Can you explain when and how he did it?"

"Hell, not even a full week ago. I remember some of it. I'm pretty sure I yelled at him or something. He lashed out and suffocated me with a pillow. Well, attempted too. He got off and explained he had a long day so I let it slide." I shrugged.

"Oh. Well any other experiences?"

"Yea. After that, I was gonna go to school or something and he grabbed me by the neck and pushed me down the stairs cause I didn't hug him. But I blamed it on myself. Then when I got home, he threw me into my mirror and it cut my face up bad. I have pictures." I rubbed my eyes since I was tired and saw mascara on my hand. Yea it was for sure all over my face.

"Can I see them?" She asked. I pulled them up and I handed the phone to her. "Ok."

"Oh then he tried to kill me and my friend. But I stayed with my friend and didn't report anything. I begged him not too so he didn't. But it wasn't like, I just said, can you not tell? And he listened. No, I had to fill on BEG him! Get on my knees! Literally, later that night. But yea." I groaned. This is so stressful. There is so many questions! It was just hard. She wrote some things down.

"So he was fine for your whole life, then he just lashed out?" She asked.

"Well actually, he left me and my mom before she even found out she was pregnant with me. Like a couple weeks before she found out. But from what I heard, he was abusive. Basically, my mom wrote diary entries. She also always wanted kids one day and she didn't know if she'd live to be there for them when they were older. So she would write letters before she was even pregnant with me, for me. She wanted a girl so in the notes she referred to me as 'she'." I explained.

"Ok, quick question. Who's your friends name?"

"Gus. Gustav Elijah Āhr."