messed up over you.”
I wasn’t sure why I even thought I should call him, and now he and Caleb were going to see what a mess I was.
While I was sitting in one of the back offices at the police department giving my statement, Tyler and Caleb burst in without knocking, pissing off the cop writing the report.
“Evans, you know the two of you have to wait out in the lobby. You’re off duty and can’t be back here with a witness,” the older, balding detective told him.
“Lauren, are you okay?” Caleb asked, ignoring the detective and squatting down beside my chair.
Seeing him made me feel a little better about everything. When he hugged me I grabbed onto him and the tears started again.
“Thanks … for … coming,” I told him, pulling away to grab another tissue from the box on the detective’s desk.
“Oh sweetheart, I’m so sorry. We’ll wait for you and take you back to our place, okay?”
I nodded. Grateful not to have to go back to my apartment. I knew I’d never feel safe in that shithole again, not that I really ever had before.
We finished up the statement, which the officer had me sign. I told them everything, even about my mom’s drugs. I was done with her and her habits screwing me over, and I was done supporting her. It was time for me to take care of myself, and leave her to deal with her own self-inflicted problems. Despite her repetitive claims, I knew she was never going to change.
When I walked out into the lobby Caleb jumped up from his seat and wrapped me in another hug. I desperately needed him to hold me and make me feel like I was finally safe.
When I opened my eyes I saw Tyler standing behind Caleb, watching me with his arms crossed over his chest. He looked pissed, and I knew the feeling. I was still pissed at him for what he’d said on the phone.
“Come on,” Caleb said, putting his arm around me. “Let’s get back to the house.”
Tyler drove his RAV4 and I sat in the back with Caleb, still in his arms.
“So, can you tell me what all happened?” Caleb asked.
“I fell asleep and woke up after I heard my mom scream. When I went in the living room she was on the floor and the two guys with black ski masks and guns were just standing there. They told me to get down and tell them where our cash and drug stash was.” I didn’t miss it when Tyler's back tensed up at the mention of drugs.
“My mom uses so I’m pretty sure it was someone that knows her. I told them that in my statement too. I’m so fucking pissed at her and her shit, putting me in danger. It’s been like this my whole life, but this was the last straw. So I yelled at her to tell them where it was and she finally did, then they got my debit card and made me go with them to the ATM. I got out four hundred dollars, handed it over and they drove away. I had to walk until I found a store that was still open, and asked to use their phone to call the police. That’s when they sent Cooke to pick me up and bring me to the station.”
“Damn, what a night. I’m so sorry Lauren. I bet you were scared to death,” Caleb said, rubbing his hands down my arms.
“I’m fine. I know it could have been worse,” I said with a shrug.
“Did they touch you?” Tyler asked from the front seat, the first words he’d spoken.
I shook my head. “No, they didn’t touch me.”
“Thank God,” Caleb said.
“You shouldn’t go back to that apartment. Ever,” Tyler said with a growling angry tone that pissed me off.
“Well, asshole, it’s not like I have any other options. Do you think I like living there?”
“Whoa! Tyler, what the fuck did you do to her?” Caleb asked, jerking backing at the venom of my words.
“They stole my damn cell phone so I asked Cooke to call Tyler since I didn’t have any other way to get in touch with you, or anyone else. Except my mother, but I wasn’t ... anyway, I’m sorry I bothered you tonight. I didn’t have anyone ... I didn’t know who else
I wasn’t sure why I even thought I should call him, and now he and Caleb were going to see what a mess I was.
While I was sitting in one of the back offices at the police department giving my statement, Tyler and Caleb burst in without knocking, pissing off the cop writing the report.
“Evans, you know the two of you have to wait out in the lobby. You’re off duty and can’t be back here with a witness,” the older, balding detective told him.
“Lauren, are you okay?” Caleb asked, ignoring the detective and squatting down beside my chair.
Seeing him made me feel a little better about everything. When he hugged me I grabbed onto him and the tears started again.
“Thanks … for … coming,” I told him, pulling away to grab another tissue from the box on the detective’s desk.
“Oh sweetheart, I’m so sorry. We’ll wait for you and take you back to our place, okay?”
I nodded. Grateful not to have to go back to my apartment. I knew I’d never feel safe in that shithole again, not that I really ever had before.
We finished up the statement, which the officer had me sign. I told them everything, even about my mom’s drugs. I was done with her and her habits screwing me over, and I was done supporting her. It was time for me to take care of myself, and leave her to deal with her own self-inflicted problems. Despite her repetitive claims, I knew she was never going to change.
When I walked out into the lobby Caleb jumped up from his seat and wrapped me in another hug. I desperately needed him to hold me and make me feel like I was finally safe.
When I opened my eyes I saw Tyler standing behind Caleb, watching me with his arms crossed over his chest. He looked pissed, and I knew the feeling. I was still pissed at him for what he’d said on the phone.
“Come on,” Caleb said, putting his arm around me. “Let’s get back to the house.”
Tyler drove his RAV4 and I sat in the back with Caleb, still in his arms.
“So, can you tell me what all happened?” Caleb asked.
“I fell asleep and woke up after I heard my mom scream. When I went in the living room she was on the floor and the two guys with black ski masks and guns were just standing there. They told me to get down and tell them where our cash and drug stash was.” I didn’t miss it when Tyler's back tensed up at the mention of drugs.
“My mom uses so I’m pretty sure it was someone that knows her. I told them that in my statement too. I’m so fucking pissed at her and her shit, putting me in danger. It’s been like this my whole life, but this was the last straw. So I yelled at her to tell them where it was and she finally did, then they got my debit card and made me go with them to the ATM. I got out four hundred dollars, handed it over and they drove away. I had to walk until I found a store that was still open, and asked to use their phone to call the police. That’s when they sent Cooke to pick me up and bring me to the station.”
“Damn, what a night. I’m so sorry Lauren. I bet you were scared to death,” Caleb said, rubbing his hands down my arms.
“I’m fine. I know it could have been worse,” I said with a shrug.
“Did they touch you?” Tyler asked from the front seat, the first words he’d spoken.
I shook my head. “No, they didn’t touch me.”
“Thank God,” Caleb said.
“You shouldn’t go back to that apartment. Ever,” Tyler said with a growling angry tone that pissed me off.
“Well, asshole, it’s not like I have any other options. Do you think I like living there?”
“Whoa! Tyler, what the fuck did you do to her?” Caleb asked, jerking backing at the venom of my words.
“They stole my damn cell phone so I asked Cooke to call Tyler since I didn’t have any other way to get in touch with you, or anyone else. Except my mother, but I wasn’t ... anyway, I’m sorry I bothered you tonight. I didn’t have anyone ... I didn’t know who else
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