HIM

chapter 19: police

The detectives from the Special Victims Unit knocked on the door about an hour later. They walked in, “Hi Emma, I’m detective Hughes, this is detective Porter, from special victims. we’re here to get your statement. Could you tell us what happened?” Detective Hughes said as she sat down. “C-Can you go out, please?” I said to Jack, not really wanting to let him know everything quite yet.

“Can you tell us what happened, or tell us when you were taken?” Detective Porter said. “Um, I went to a party with a friend.” I said slowly, not wanting to get anyone in trouble. “Who was the friend?” detective Hughes said.  “I-I don’t really want her to get in trouble.” I said quickly.
“You won’t just tell us who she is.” Porter said. “Abby Heisslar.” Hughes took out a notepad and wrote on it. “Whose party was it?” Hughes said. This will be the first time I said his name out loud.  “Rick sanchez.”
“The kid who is missing? When was this party?” Porter asked, connecting the dots quickly. “October fourth.” I said,

“Alright, what happened?” Hughes said it more as a statement than a question. “Abby and I pulled up to the house, she went upstairs with some guy. I talked to my ex, Jack Mclean. Around ten, I went to the bathroom, and I came out, Rick was blocking my way. I got him to let me leave and I went to talk to Jack.” I said, The detectives were Writing down names, and recording what I said. I told them everything that happened after that. I told them How he beat, raped,and sexually assaulted me many times. “Alright, we will talk with Jack, find Rick, and continue with the investigation. We'll be in touch,” Hughes said as they left.

I didn’t realize that I was shaking and crying, until Jack came back in an hour later. I guess detectives Hughes and Porter talked to him about what he knows. I tried to quickly fix myself but failed. He rushed over to me, causing me to flinch back. In the state I was in mentally, my mind was back in the place, almost like everything was happening again, in that very moment. “I-I’m sorry, please don’t hurt me.” I said not even realizing it. What is happening to me?

“It’s okay, I’m not gonna hurt you, alright. Calm down.” He said trying to calm me. Once I realized where I was and what was really going on, I calmed down. “What h-happened?” I said trying to figure it out, even though I  was trembling. “You had a flashback, it’s normal.” he said “A f-flashback?”
“Yes, a flashback, they will become more common.”
“Why can’t I think for myself? Why do I feel like a kid?” I said trying to be normal again.

“Because this is a really traumatic event that you experienced. You're not acting like a kid, you're not acting at all.” He said trying to calm me. I started breathing normally again.
  I want this to be over, but it’s just the beginning.