Chapter 15 | He Did This
After parking the car, my dad and I go inside of the police station.
“Jon! Long time no see!” I look up at the middle-aged man and see his smirk as he speaks to my father.
“Chuck, how’s it going?” My dad smiles.
“It’s going, you know. This must be Addilyn.” Chuck casts a glance towards me, but frowns at the sight of my swollen face.
“That asshole.” Chuck mumbles, talking about Jared I assume.
“Yeah, I know.” My dad nods.
“Bernard should be out any minute. Just have a seat.” Chuck smiles, pointing his gaze to the chairs near the front of the station.
“Take care Chuck.” My dad says, turning around to guide me towards the chairs.
“Want something to drink kiddo?”
“No thank you.” I reply, feeling a set of nerves kick in.
I have never been inside of this police station before, let alone questioned by an officer.
“You don’t have to be nervous. All you need to do is answer his questions truthfully. I’ll be there the entire time.” My dad says, wrapping his arm around my shoulders.
“Dad, I don’t think I want you to hear everything.” I admit, feeling my cheeks turn pink.
“Addie, I already listened to Shane’s story. It can’t be too much harder the second time around.”
“But dad, I have more details. Different details. Please.” I beg.
“Okay, I will stay out here.” He sighs. “Just make sure you are completely honest.”
“Mr. Bishop. Nice to see you again after yesterday. Won’t you both come in?” The man I am assuming to be Bernard says, after stepping outside of his office door.
“Hey there Bernard. My daughter here would like to do this without me in the room if you don’t mind. It makes her more comfortable.” My dad says, standing up to walk me over to Bernard.
Once we reach him, I take in his tired features. The grey hairs popping out of his beard. The wrinkles around his eyes every time he smiles or frowns. He looks as though this job takes a toll on him. I can’t even imagine being under that much stress on a daily basis.
I begin feeling more nervous just taking in the size of Bernard. He definitely ate all of his vegetables as a kid.
“Sure thing. Not a problem. Hello Addilyn.” Bernard smiles glancing down at me. “My name is Bernard, but you can call me officer B.”
“Hello.” I quietly say, pushing a piece of hair behind my ear.
I notice Bernard take an extra glance at my face, and then turns his hard gaze over to my father who only nods.
“Well then, let’s get this show on the road, yeah?” Bernard says, opening his office door wide so we both can walk inside.
I nod and turn to give my father a hug.
“I’ll be right out here if you need me.” My dad reassures, making a smile appear on my face.
“Thanks.” I mumble into his chest.
My dad leaves to go sit back on the chairs near the front of the station, while I follow Bernard into his office. He shuts the door quietly and then takes his seat at his desk.
“Please have a seat. This shouldn’t take too long.” Bernard begins, motioning to the two chairs sitting in front of his desk.
“That’s great.” I admit, causing Bernard to chuckle.
He pulls out a recorder and places it on his desk, switching it on. “So, Addilyn.” Bernard begins, but I cut him off. “You can call me Addie.” I smile.
“Alright, Addie. Let’s start from the beginning. How long have you known Jared Winston?”
“Well, we go to the same school, have since freshman year. I never really talked to him at all except for a few times during class if we had to work on an assignment together. He never really paid me much attention.” I shrug.
“So this party was the first real encounter you had with him outside of school?” Bernard asks.
“And who approached who at this party?” Bernard asks.
I begin replaying that night in my head as best as I can. I remember going into the kitchen to get a drink, and then I remember seeing Shane with some random girl that made me angry.
I push my brain a little harder, and then remember that I in fact, approached Jared first.
“I approached him after getting a drink.” I say.
“Was this an alcoholic drink?”
“Yes, but I only had two drinks.” I say, hoping that the information I am giving Bernard is true. They are as true as I can remember, so I’m not really lying. I hope.
“So, what happened after you approached Jared?” Bernard asks, also writing down little notes in his notepad.
“Well, I was angry with Shane. Um, Shane Teller to be exact, my now boyfriend... and so I asked Jared if he wanted to dance. I mean, he was standing against the wall alone, so I didn’t think he had an official date to his party.” I begin explaining.
“But he did?” Bernard asks.
“Yes, apparently he had asked Rebecca Moore to be his date, but for some reason she was nowhere to be found whenever I first approached Jared. Jared told me he would dance with me, so I assumed he was at the party alone. We danced for a couple of songs, and that’s when Rebecca approached us.”
“What did Rebecca say?” Bernard asks again, leaning back into his chair a little to get more comfortable.
I cross my leg under the other and place my hands in my lap, beginning to fidget with my now clammy fingers.
“Well, she um...” I trail off.
“It’s alright Addie. This is between you and me.” Bernard reassures.
“Well she insulted me. Told me I was too fat and ugly to have Jared as a date. She said that he invited her to his party, and that I didn’t have a chance.” I sigh.
“Did she say anything else?”
“Well after she told me off, she told Jared off as well and then left to go dance with some guy named Luke, I don’t know. I kind of felt really emotional due to the alcohol in my system, so I went up the stairs in Jared’s house and found a bedroom to sit in. I was sure I locked the door, but turns out I didn’t.” I explain.
“Is that when Jared followed you up the stairs?” Bernard asks, peering at his notes on his notepad.
“Yes. He followed me up the stairs a few minutes after I left him on the dance floor and found me inside of the bedroom.”
“What happened next Addie?”
I take a deep breath, swallowing the lump in my throat as I continue fidgeting with my hands.
“Um... well.” I hesitate. “Jared came into the bedroom and shut the door behind him. He also locked the door. He found me sitting on the corner of the bed that is up against the wall of the room. He sat down beside me and...” I look down at my fidgeting fingers.
“It’s okay Addie.” Bernard reassures.
“H-He forced himself onto me. He insinuated that because I danced with him, I was basically begging to get him into bed. You know... for sex.” I explain. I can see Bernard’s gaze hardening at the details of what Jared did to me. I can tell it makes him livid.
“I told him no and to get away from me, but he didn’t listen. Instead he got rougher with me.”
“How so?” Bernard asks, needing more details.
“He pushed me down on the bed and laid on top of me. He kept kissing me against my neck. It was disgusting. Then he placed his hand over my mouth to keep me from screaming out for help. I thought for sure he was going to try and...” I can’t bring myself to say the words.
“And what? Don’t be scared Addilyn. Jared can’t hurt you anymore.” Bernard says sternly.
I take in a deep breath and finish. “I thought for sure he was going to try to rape me.”
Bernard takes in a tight breath and I see his left fist beginning to clench, but he stops himself and remains calm for my sake.
“What happened next? How did you manage to get away from Jared?” Bernard asks.
“I found the courage to kick him between his legs, you know, where the sun doesn’t shine. He fell over onto his side, and I was able to get up from the bed but before I could make it to the bedroom door, he yanked me back and slammed me against the wall. I must have gotten some alcohol courage, because I threw a punch at his face and it knocked him back a little.” I explain.
I can see Bernard trying not to smile.
“Well, after I hit Jared, he got up and lunged for me. He punched me in the face just as Shane knocked the door open and saw. After that, everything became a blur. I remember Shane lunging for Jared. I ran out into the hallway and yelled for Shane, but Jared came out into the hallway instead, clearly pissed off.”
“I got scared and ducked when I saw Jared raising his fist to hit me again, but I never felt it. Shane got in front of Jared and began hitting him. Hard.”
“Self-defense for you?” Bernard asks, referring to Shane hitting Jared.
“Yes, he was defending me.” I say with a slight smile.
“After Shane got a few hits in, I saw that Jared was no longer trying to fight Shane off, so I pulled Shane by his arm and pulled him down the stairs of Jared’s house. I pulled him right out of the house and we went to Shane’s house so he could help clean me up. I didn’t want to go home because I was scared of what my parents would say. I didn’t want to get into trouble.” I lamely admit.
“That’s understandable.” Bernard nods. “So, after that, you stay over at Shane’s house and then he brings you to the ER the next morning?”
“Yes. That’s when I got these stitches and some pain relief ointment for my face.” I state.
“Shane is amazing. He did everything right.” I proudly announce into the recorder.
“Anyway, that’s everything Sir.” I finish, finally able to take a real breath.
“Can you attest that your statement is of nothing but the truth, and that if needed to testify in court, you can give the exact same statement?” Bernard asks, making it known that he has that line fully memorized from his years of experience.
Bernard shuts the recorder off and smiles at me. “I’m very proud of you Addie. You did great. Thank you for doing this, it will do wonders with your case.”
“Thanks officer B.” I smile.
“How’s about we get you out of here now, huh? I bet you’re exhausted.” Bernard says, standing up from his desk and motioning for me to follow him out.
“You have no idea!” I chuckle.
“Jon, we’re finished.” Bernard says, calling for my father who stands up to come and retrieve me.
“Thanks Bernard. How’d you do kiddo?” My dad looks down at me.
“All set.” I give my dad a thumb’s up.
“Let’s get going then. Why don’t you head out to the car, I’m going to have a short talk with Bernard if that’s alright.” My dad smiles, handing me the car keys.
“You go it.” I state, happy to get the heck out of dodge.
I leave the police station, after waving goodbye to Chuck and let my father speak with Bernard. It seems like they know each other from outside of this police station, but I’ve never heard my dad mention Bernard before so maybe it’s just me.
After listening to two songs in the car, my dad finally opens the driver’s side door and sits inside.
“Have a nice chat?” I smirk.
“Yep, sure did. How does Wendy’s sound?” My dad smiles.
“Sounds amazing!” I nod happily, feeling my stomach rumble.
“I told your mom to go ahead and eat dinner with Jacob. So, we can eat inside if you’d like.”
“Sweet. Bring on the chicken nuggets!” I smirk, thinking about how much Jacob loves chicken nuggets.
“Alright, but don’t tell your brother.” My dad sighs, remembering the last time we got chicken nuggets without Jacob. Jacob wouldn’t speak to him for a week.
“So, what happens now?” I ask, referring to the situation with Jared.
“Well, Bernard said that he will take all of the statements, present them to his superior’s and they will discuss the case with a judge and see if this needs to go to trial or not. I just have to wait for the phone call from Bernard who will confirm everything.” My dad explains.
“I am sorry for putting everyone through this.” I frown.
“Hey, it’s not your fault sweetie. It’s that punk Jared’s fault. He did this, not you. Don’t blame yourself, please.” My dad reassures, taking a quick peek at me, but then putting his focus back onto the road ahead.
“Okay.” I say, keeping my glance out of the window.
He did this. Not you.
He did this.
When dad and I get home from Wendy’s, I pull my phone out to see a missed call from Shane.
I smile and call him back, heading upstairs to my bedroom.
Shutting my door behind me, I plop down onto my bed and wait for Shane to answer the phone.
“There you are.” His deep, husky voice bringing an immediate smile to my face. I hadn’t realized how much I’ve missed him since seeing him at school earlier today.
“I saw your missed call. What’s up?” I ask.
“Just wanted to know how everything went. Jax texted me and told me we should all meet up at Fred’s so you can tell us what happened.”
“Oh um, alright. I already had dinner, but I can go for a milkshake.” I say, surprising myself. I haven’t been focusing on my weight at all since everything happened with Jared, and I know that I would hate to see myself step on my scale. I dread seeing how much weight I’ve gained in the last couple of days. I’ve been eating pretty normal, and not worrying about calories or anything.
While part of me is proud for not focusing on not eating and starving myself, the other part of me is screaming for me to hit a treadmill or start puking up my calories again.
It’s a never-ending battle, but if I want to beat Jared for hurting me, I need all of my strength and focus on that and only that.
“Great! See you there.” Shane replies before hanging up the phone.
He didn’t offer to give me a ride, because he knows I don’t live far and can walk.
Besides, after that Wendy’s I had earlier, a walk will be good to burn at least some of those calories.
I go downstairs to find Jacob crying at the bottom of the staircase.
“Bubba, what’s wrong?” I ask, sitting down beside him and putting him onto my lap.
“I just heard mommy and daddy talking about you and your boo-boo. They said they are going to do what they can to help, but I want to help to!” Jacob sniffles against me.
I smile with a slight chuckle looking down at my overly dramatic little brother.
“Aw, Jacob. Don’t worry. Everything is taken care of! Mommy and Daddy know what they are doing, and trust me, you’re helping me just by being here.” I smile.
“You promise?” He asks, looking up at me with those heart-wrenching brown eyes.
“Of course! I’m your big sister, I wouldn’t lie to you.” I give him a hug and watch his frown turn into a smile in a matter of seconds.
“Okay! Good! But I’m little, so unless Mommy takes me somewhere, I will always be here.” He says with a slight frown. I can’t help but laugh.
“Don’t worry, Mommy knows where to keep you so you’re safe. When you get older you won’t have to stay here forever.” I laugh.
“Yay!” He jumps up in excitement. “I’m going to go tell Mommy that I won’t be here when I’m older because I’m going to move out with sissy.” He runs toward the kitchen, and I shake my head knowing our mom isn’t going to know what to say to that.
I shrug and grab my bag, yelling to my parents that I’ll be home in a little bit. My dad yells for me to be careful.
I leave my house and start walking to Fred’s.
“Well hello there Addilyn.” I hear from behind me. I know immediately who the vile voice belongs to.
“What do you want, Rebecca?” I sigh. Normally I would be cowering down at the mere sight of Rebecca, but these days, she just really doesn’t bother me much anymore. Especially after having dealt with someone much worse.
“I just wanted to see how you’re doing. I’m on my way to Fred’s to meet up with someone, and saw you walking in the same direction.” She innocently shrugs, walking beside me.
“When have you ever cared about how I’m doing?” I challenge.
“Good point. I guess I’m just in a friendly mood today. Humor me.” She smirks.
I roll my eyes, but obey. “I’m doing alright, no thanks to this swollen face.” I glare at the empty space ahead of me as we walk.
“Yeah, that bites. I suppose you’ve learned your lesson.” Rebecca simply states.
I immediately stop walking. “Excuse me?”
“When a bigger person, a male at that, wants something from you, you obey. Maybe now you’ve learned your lesson.” Rebecca states calmly, like this is some normal law that everyone follows.
“I think you’re reading the wrong law books. When someone is forcing themselves onto you, you do not just obey.” I mock. “You defend yourself and get as far away from them as humanly possible.”
“Suit yourself. Maybe another black eye will help to change your outlook on life. Oh and one more thing, you better stop this fight against Jared if you know what’s good for you.”
“Is that a threat?” I ask, feeling impatient with this conversation and wishing it would be over.
“Take it how you want to Bishop, but when Jared wants something, he stops at nothing to get it. Nothing Addilyn.” Rebecca gives me a look that I can’t quite read.
“Um, Rebecca... is Jared-” but Rebecca immediately cuts me off.
“Jared is fine. I’m fine. We’re fine. I’m done talking to you.” Rebecca looks at the time on her phone and her eyes go wide. “Crap, I’m late. Repeat this conversation to anyone and you’ll be sorry!” Then she speeds off towards Fred’s, leaving me completely clueless as to what she means.
I spend a couple of seconds catching my breath before continuing on to Fred’s. When I finally reach the diner and walk inside, I see Rebecca sitting at the table on the far right side of the building. Of course, Jared sits in front of her. I look at Rebecca’s facial expression and notice a slight panic hiding behind her eyes. Jared seems agitated, but he plays it cool for the time being.
I really start to wonder if Rebecca is only doing what Jared tells her to do.
Don’t get involved Addie. You’ll only make things worse for yourself.
But, what if I need to get involved? What if I’m the only one who can help her?
What am I saying? This is the same girl who has bullied me almost my entire life. This is the same girl who calls me fat and ugly on a regular basis and who laughs in my face whenever I cry. This is the same girl who makes me feel so small whenever she is simply near me.
I shake my head of my thoughts and continue on to the left side of the building. I approach Jax, Angie and I’s normal booth and smile upon seeing both of them, including Shane.
“Hey Addie!” Angie smiles, the first one to notice me.
“Hey guys.” I smile back, sitting down beside Shane who gives me a kiss against my cheek.
Que the butterflies.
“So, pretty interesting afternoon?” Jax asks.
“You have no idea.”