to the Dark name. Catlyn knew the Dark family was very prominent in the community and the name carried a lot of power. But Clancy had simply nodded and asked her to sign her statement with her mom looking on.
Catlyn push the call button. When a nurse responded Catlyn contritely said, "I'm sorry but my table tipped over." The nurse gave a pointed look at the still upright table and called housekeeping.
Catlyn was just leaving the bathroom in her room when her mother, Clancy, Sara and Jack walked into the room. The nurse had remade her bed while she was using the facilities. Now she carefully assisted Catlyn back into her bed, seeing she was comfortable, leaving the call button next to her hand on the bed, the nurse left her with her visitors.
Catlyn's mother walked up and hugged her. "Oh, good, they removed your I.V. and catheter." Catlyn blushed at her mother's nonchalance in mentioning something so private in a full room. Catlyn knew it was the pre-nurse in her.
Everyone ignored it. Clancy pulled up a chair for her mom and took another for himself. Catlyn gave her friends a quick glance. She saw them unclasped their hands. Jack got the last chair in the room for Sara and stood behind it with his hands on Sara's shoulders.
For some reason, Catlyn couldn't take her eyes off the gesture. It left her feeling weak and shaky. She looked into Jack's eyes. They were an intense green, his expression grim. Their gazes remained locked, a silent communication.
Catlyn's attention didn't switch until her mother lightly touched her. "Detective Clancy has something to tell you about the case."
Catlyn's eyes switched to Clancy's. He was frowning. "Did you arrest him?"
"No. It seems J.T. Dark has an alibi for the time of your attack." Clancy reluctantly imparted.
Catlyn shrugged it off. "He's lying."
"He has corroborating witnesses."
Catlyn, ignoring her mom's staying hand, flung back the sheet and weakly stood holding the side of the bed. "They are all lying!"
At Catlyn's edict everyone shared uncomfortable looks. "What?" She questioned not missing the exchange.
Clancy cleared his throat. "His witnesses are above reproach."
Catlyn shook her head as her tears started again. "So because he's rich and white you believe him over some little black, no, some little hysterical nigger? That's what he called me while he raped me."
"Catlyn!" May Lyte exclaimed.
"No mama. He's lying. They are all lying. J.T. Dark raped me! He tackled me, kicked me in my side, stomach, dragged me into the woods, raped me in my privates." Heartbrokenly she stuttered. "N-n-not ju-st my v-vagina. He raped my behind, m-m-my mouth too!"
May's and Sara's tears streamed down their faces. Clancy bowed his head. Jack's eyes shone brightly with misery, his jaw like iron as he clenched his teeth.
Catlyn started heaving, "S-so, h-h-he get-s, gets away with it 'cause he and his f-f-friends are lying."
May stood and circled the bed, started to take Catlyn into her arms. "Don't touch me! Never touch me!"
Clancy lifted his head. "That's just it Catlyn, his witnesses are not his friends." Pausing, Clancy pinned her with a look before adding. "They're yours."
For Catlyn the room titled and started to spin. She looked at Sara who was slowly nodding her head. In slow motion her gaze turned to Jack's. Green clashed with brown. Catlyn limped towards Jack, stopping a few inches from him, their chests almost touching. "S-say it. I dare you to say it." She whispered into his face.
Jack looked deeply into her eyes, with the tears he had been able to keep at bay finally falling, he whispered back. "J.T. couldn't have been the one to hurt you. He was with me and Sara."
Catlyn screamed, drawing her hand back and delivered a solid smack to Jack's face, ignoring the pain that course through her injured hand. Immediately a red mark appeared on
Catlyn push the call button. When a nurse responded Catlyn contritely said, "I'm sorry but my table tipped over." The nurse gave a pointed look at the still upright table and called housekeeping.
Catlyn was just leaving the bathroom in her room when her mother, Clancy, Sara and Jack walked into the room. The nurse had remade her bed while she was using the facilities. Now she carefully assisted Catlyn back into her bed, seeing she was comfortable, leaving the call button next to her hand on the bed, the nurse left her with her visitors.
Catlyn's mother walked up and hugged her. "Oh, good, they removed your I.V. and catheter." Catlyn blushed at her mother's nonchalance in mentioning something so private in a full room. Catlyn knew it was the pre-nurse in her.
Everyone ignored it. Clancy pulled up a chair for her mom and took another for himself. Catlyn gave her friends a quick glance. She saw them unclasped their hands. Jack got the last chair in the room for Sara and stood behind it with his hands on Sara's shoulders.
For some reason, Catlyn couldn't take her eyes off the gesture. It left her feeling weak and shaky. She looked into Jack's eyes. They were an intense green, his expression grim. Their gazes remained locked, a silent communication.
Catlyn's attention didn't switch until her mother lightly touched her. "Detective Clancy has something to tell you about the case."
Catlyn's eyes switched to Clancy's. He was frowning. "Did you arrest him?"
"No. It seems J.T. Dark has an alibi for the time of your attack." Clancy reluctantly imparted.
Catlyn shrugged it off. "He's lying."
"He has corroborating witnesses."
Catlyn, ignoring her mom's staying hand, flung back the sheet and weakly stood holding the side of the bed. "They are all lying!"
At Catlyn's edict everyone shared uncomfortable looks. "What?" She questioned not missing the exchange.
Clancy cleared his throat. "His witnesses are above reproach."
Catlyn shook her head as her tears started again. "So because he's rich and white you believe him over some little black, no, some little hysterical nigger? That's what he called me while he raped me."
"Catlyn!" May Lyte exclaimed.
"No mama. He's lying. They are all lying. J.T. Dark raped me! He tackled me, kicked me in my side, stomach, dragged me into the woods, raped me in my privates." Heartbrokenly she stuttered. "N-n-not ju-st my v-vagina. He raped my behind, m-m-my mouth too!"
May's and Sara's tears streamed down their faces. Clancy bowed his head. Jack's eyes shone brightly with misery, his jaw like iron as he clenched his teeth.
Catlyn started heaving, "S-so, h-h-he get-s, gets away with it 'cause he and his f-f-friends are lying."
May stood and circled the bed, started to take Catlyn into her arms. "Don't touch me! Never touch me!"
Clancy lifted his head. "That's just it Catlyn, his witnesses are not his friends." Pausing, Clancy pinned her with a look before adding. "They're yours."
For Catlyn the room titled and started to spin. She looked at Sara who was slowly nodding her head. In slow motion her gaze turned to Jack's. Green clashed with brown. Catlyn limped towards Jack, stopping a few inches from him, their chests almost touching. "S-say it. I dare you to say it." She whispered into his face.
Jack looked deeply into her eyes, with the tears he had been able to keep at bay finally falling, he whispered back. "J.T. couldn't have been the one to hurt you. He was with me and Sara."
Catlyn screamed, drawing her hand back and delivered a solid smack to Jack's face, ignoring the pain that course through her injured hand. Immediately a red mark appeared on
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