The Abused

Chapter#18: From Calm to Chaos

I hear an alarm go off. The ringing is in my head.. but, it's like the ringing is drifting off in the distance....

I slowly open my eyes and they feel so sore. I sit up and I'm in my bed. I look around and I don't see anyone. I slowly get out of the bed and its Melvina's phone alarm thats going off on her side of the room. I get up and walk over to her side of the room to her bed and I go to hit the snooze button and I gasp.

'Ouch.. what the..' I lift up my foot and I remove a piece of clear sharp glass. Oh, right.. I almost forgot what happened. I carefully walk over to the door with the piece of glass in my hand and I toss it into the trash.

God.. my cheek feels so swollen. I open the room door lightly and I step out and I go directly to the stairs. There is a police officer sitting on the couch and my mom is sitting down on the couch talking to him.

I grip tightly onto the rail of the staircase and I make my way down. I see Melvina walk out of the kitchen with a glass of water, she sees me and she says,"Hey, Indy.. did you sleep alright?" I nod my head as I go down the final step and I walk over to the couch.

My mom stands up and she rushes over to give me a hug. "Oh, India i'm so sorry baby. I-"

The police officer says,"India Jackson? I'm detective Steve Burkling. How are you?" I say,'Fine.' I had to look up a little.. he's pretty tall.

He holds his hand out waiting for me to shake it and I politely do so. He gets a nice firm grip and he releases my hand. He says,"Have a seat please Ms.Jackson, I'd like to ask you a few questions if thats alright with you?"

I nod as I sit down. Melvina gives me the glass of water and I take a sip. My mom says,"Melvina that was supposed to be for the detective." Melvina gives a look as if she didn't care. Melvina says,"Well, Indy needed it more after all who's the victim in this case? No offense Detective."

The detective chuckles a little as he says,"Thats quite alright." He says,"Okay so, do you mind telling me what you were doing yesterday? Were you home all day?" I shook my head.

'No. I was out.' The detective says,"All day miss?" I say,'Sort of yes. I left sometime in the morning after my mom left.'

He writes something down as he nods his head. "Okay, so were you out alone?" I say,'Well, for a short period of time. I ended up spending alot of my time with my boyf-  my friend Michael.'

The detective nods his head as he writes more down on his note pad.
He says,"So, did you and your friend come back together? To this house?"

I nodded my head. He said,"And when you guys got here did you do anything out of the ordinary? Like.. oh I don't know... the things you teenagers do. Like-"

Eww.. was he insinuating? Gross. My mom clears her throat and asks,"Excuse me for interrupting but, what does that have to do with anything?" He starts to look a bit uncomfortable. The hell could he possibly be uncomfortable about?

I speak anyways. 'We came here and we watched a movie. Then his sister came to get him and he left.' He nods his head. "Then what happened?"

I say,'I went upstairs to my room a-and..'

He asks,"What happened to your cheek? Its swollen and bruised a bit." I stop talking for a minute. How can I finish if he keeps interrupting ME? I breathe out slowly. Then I continue...

'I walked into my room and he was sitting on my bed. An-' Detective Steve asks,"He would be?" I say agitated,'My dad Okay? My dad! Can we be done with this now please?'

He says,"Well, India... in order for me to press charges, I have to know what happened." I furrow my eyebrows. 'Press charges? What are you talking about?' My mom says,"India look at your cheek! We have to take some sort of action!" I cannot believe her right now.