Intimate || Imagines & Unfinished Stories

002 On Hold | Stephen James

I immediately called my 'inside man' but he didn't have an answer for me. He continued to stress that 'legally' the two were siblings but couldn't speak on their relationship. He also told me where they'd found her.

It was around 3 am when he's finally got back to me and told me this so I went up to the room she was occupying then opened the door.

She was sleeping. I shut the door then walked over to her side of the bed and cut the lamp on.

Her eyes opened on me and she pushed herself across the bed and began crying. She pulled her legs into her chest and covered her naked legs.

I furrowed my eyebrows.
"Relax. I'm not here to hurt you."

She kept crying then I realized this isn't about me hurting her. I stepped back then went to the side of the bed she was curled up on.

I grabbed her and pulled her hands away from her face. Her green eyes were blood shot like she'd just went to sleep.

"Who hurt you?"
She only stared at me as tears kept coming down her face
"Is that the reason you were sleeping in your car?"

She was found sleeping in her car. It looked like she was living in there and I figure it was due to this. She continued to stare into my eyes.

As much of a bad person as I was I'd never prey on women like this. She was violated by someone in her home.

I sat on the edge of the bed with her until she calmed down.

"What's your name?"

"Izaya."

"I came in here to ask you about Antonio."

"I don't know him. When my parents separated my mother moved across the country. We just came back here 6 years ago. My father and I haven't spoken since 3 Christmas ago so I never had the chance to be around Antonio."

"Did your mother remarry?"

"Yes."

"What's his name?"

"Is this important to the 'investigation'?"

"Absolutely."

"Alan Harris."

"Is he the one that..."
She shamefully nodded
"Nothing to be ashamed of, he won't be a problem anymore."

"You're going to kill him?"

"Is that important to the 'investigation'?
I mocked her making her half smile

"Yes."

"Then yes, why?"

"I could ask you the same thing."

"Women are precious."

"Can I be there?"

"No."

"Why? I hate him too."

"You aren't ready for that kind of scene plus how do I know you won't go telling once you leave."

"You already said you were going to do it and I think you'd kill me if I do."

"Well I don't know you that well to bring you around."

"Says the man that's going to kill my abuser."

"Abuser? What else did he do to you?"
She shook her head then began to take off her shirt leaving her in a bra. There were bruises down her back and sides.

"He tried to rape me the two days before I was brought here."

"Has he ever?"

"No, he only would touch me but he said I was 18 now and it was time to become a woman."

"May I?"
She nodded allowing me to run my hands over her bruises. She winced a few times but I just wanted to see if she needed to be taken to a hospital.
"Are you okay? Does anywhere hurt extremely bad?"

"No, I'm fine."

"You're not fine."
She shrugged then placed back on her shirt

"If the bruises scar I'll just get a ton of tattoos like you, no biggie."

"No biggie? These are painful and expensive."
I laughed gaining a smile from her
"Can you hang out for a little bit? Just until I fall asleep."

I eyed her ready to say no but I felt bad for her so I nodded and climbed into bed.
I turned on the tv so I could occupy myself while she was heading to sleep. We were kinda far apart in the huge bed but that was fine.

After about 30 minutes she fell asleep.