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email. “My phone is dead, though.”
“We’ll get you a charger,” Patrick offered.
“Perfect. Well, I wish we’d come bearing less grim tidings, but for what it’s worth, I’m glad we found your attacker.” The officers left as quickly as they’d come and Christina stared woodenly at the door for a few moments.
“Christina?” Patrick touched her shin and she jumped.
“Yeah?”
“It’s over,” he stated simply.
“Yeah,” she muttered, then blurted, “I need to see if he used my debit card.”
“Who would’ve thought it would end like this?” Patrick uttered, shock clouding his voice.
“He took the easy way out,” Christina replied. “Instead of taking the punishment for his crimes against women, he killed himself.”
Patrick shifted on the couch and leaned forward, resting his forearms on his knees. “Suicide is probably the biggest punishment he could give himself.”
“No, the bastard deserved to live with what he did every day, not die and never have to face it.” Christina snapped back.
“Maybe. Do you want the phone so you can check your debit card?”
“That’d be great.”
Patrick stood and shuffled off to the kitchen. He was back in less than a minute with the cordless phone. “Here you go.”
Christina pulled her debit card from her purse and dialed the number on the back. Relief washed through her as she realized she had money in her account. “He didn’t take my money.”
“That’s a good thing.”
“I want to get a flight back to school.”
Patrick looked confused. “Why? You can’t get back in the dorms.”
“I could just stay in a cheapo motel for a while…” Christina mumbled. “I hate to burden your family.”
“You’re far from a burden, Christina. We’re happy to have you here. It’s only a few more days until your dorms open anyway. Why waste the money? You’ll need it for things for the baby, right?”
“I probably will.” She sighed.
“Then stay a few days. I have a few colleagues in the area. I’d like for you to see them, if you will. Just to make sure that everything is okay. I know I did a lot of blood work while you were in the hospital, but I would feel better if you got checked out completely.” Patrick coaxed.
“I can’t afford it. No insurance, remember?”
“They will see you for free.” Patrick smiled warmly and Christina felt her defenses fall.
“Okay, I’ll stay until I have to go back to school. Thank you for your kindness.”
“I can’t have you on the streets, Christina.”
Addie drifted into the living room. “Everything okay?”
Patrick glanced up at his wife and nodded. “I think so. Christina will be staying with us for a few more days.”
Addie’s eyes lit up. “Fantastic. What did the police have to say?”
Christina sighed and rubbed her forehead. “My attacker killed himself.”
“What?” Addie hissed, hurrying to sit on the edge of the couch.
“Yeah, apparently he left a note saying he’d done it to others and he didn’t want to go to jail. So he took the easy way out,” Christina choked, her hands balling into fists.
Addie gasped and her hand covered her mouth. “He can’t hurt anyone else,” she murmured between her fingers.
“Yeah, I guess that’s the only good thing, but he won’t be brought to justice.” Christina stood suddenly, anger bubbling through her veins. Pacing the floor, she ran her hand through her hair and tugged it to relieve the headache building at her temples.
“You need to calm down,” Addie advised.
“I know. It just makes me sick. How could he be such a coward?” Christina blurted.
“I understand the anger, but at least he can’t hurt anyone else. I-I had an attacker as a teenager myself and he was never found. I still wonder if he’s out there. Yours is not. He can’t hurt another girl like he hurt you.” Addie stood and touched Christina’s arm gently. “Let it go.”
“He wrecked my life.”
“Maybe not,” Patrick
“We’ll get you a charger,” Patrick offered.
“Perfect. Well, I wish we’d come bearing less grim tidings, but for what it’s worth, I’m glad we found your attacker.” The officers left as quickly as they’d come and Christina stared woodenly at the door for a few moments.
“Christina?” Patrick touched her shin and she jumped.
“Yeah?”
“It’s over,” he stated simply.
“Yeah,” she muttered, then blurted, “I need to see if he used my debit card.”
“Who would’ve thought it would end like this?” Patrick uttered, shock clouding his voice.
“He took the easy way out,” Christina replied. “Instead of taking the punishment for his crimes against women, he killed himself.”
Patrick shifted on the couch and leaned forward, resting his forearms on his knees. “Suicide is probably the biggest punishment he could give himself.”
“No, the bastard deserved to live with what he did every day, not die and never have to face it.” Christina snapped back.
“Maybe. Do you want the phone so you can check your debit card?”
“That’d be great.”
Patrick stood and shuffled off to the kitchen. He was back in less than a minute with the cordless phone. “Here you go.”
Christina pulled her debit card from her purse and dialed the number on the back. Relief washed through her as she realized she had money in her account. “He didn’t take my money.”
“That’s a good thing.”
“I want to get a flight back to school.”
Patrick looked confused. “Why? You can’t get back in the dorms.”
“I could just stay in a cheapo motel for a while…” Christina mumbled. “I hate to burden your family.”
“You’re far from a burden, Christina. We’re happy to have you here. It’s only a few more days until your dorms open anyway. Why waste the money? You’ll need it for things for the baby, right?”
“I probably will.” She sighed.
“Then stay a few days. I have a few colleagues in the area. I’d like for you to see them, if you will. Just to make sure that everything is okay. I know I did a lot of blood work while you were in the hospital, but I would feel better if you got checked out completely.” Patrick coaxed.
“I can’t afford it. No insurance, remember?”
“They will see you for free.” Patrick smiled warmly and Christina felt her defenses fall.
“Okay, I’ll stay until I have to go back to school. Thank you for your kindness.”
“I can’t have you on the streets, Christina.”
Addie drifted into the living room. “Everything okay?”
Patrick glanced up at his wife and nodded. “I think so. Christina will be staying with us for a few more days.”
Addie’s eyes lit up. “Fantastic. What did the police have to say?”
Christina sighed and rubbed her forehead. “My attacker killed himself.”
“What?” Addie hissed, hurrying to sit on the edge of the couch.
“Yeah, apparently he left a note saying he’d done it to others and he didn’t want to go to jail. So he took the easy way out,” Christina choked, her hands balling into fists.
Addie gasped and her hand covered her mouth. “He can’t hurt anyone else,” she murmured between her fingers.
“Yeah, I guess that’s the only good thing, but he won’t be brought to justice.” Christina stood suddenly, anger bubbling through her veins. Pacing the floor, she ran her hand through her hair and tugged it to relieve the headache building at her temples.
“You need to calm down,” Addie advised.
“I know. It just makes me sick. How could he be such a coward?” Christina blurted.
“I understand the anger, but at least he can’t hurt anyone else. I-I had an attacker as a teenager myself and he was never found. I still wonder if he’s out there. Yours is not. He can’t hurt another girl like he hurt you.” Addie stood and touched Christina’s arm gently. “Let it go.”
“He wrecked my life.”
“Maybe not,” Patrick
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