“Stop your going too fast!” I yelled at Anthony, trying to talk some sense into him. He was driving down the road at about 90 miles an hour. We passed a cop sitting on the side of the road. I don’t think he saw them.
He picked me up after work and said we were going to one of his friends’ houses. I told him I was hungry, but that just pissed him off.
“Shut up, Rylie. I have plans, your just going to have to deal.” He said, reaching over and grabbing my neck.
“Ow, let go,” I said, grabbing his hand and trying to pull it off.
He let go but slapped me as hard as he could. He pulled his gun out from under his seat and pointed it at me.
“Don’t distract me bitch. Do you understand?” He said, putting the gun under his seat.
I shook my head as tears started rolling down my cheeks.
He started driving faster. I saw the cop behind us turn on his lights and started coming up on us.
“FUCK, way to go Ry, I have drugs under the seat.” He told me, trying to reach under the seat and keep control of the car at the same time.
We hit a puddle of water and started swerving, and he hit a pole.
Anthony tried to back up, but we were wedged too far into the pole.
Two officers got out of the car and approached us and I just kept looking forward, not wanting to make Anthony any more upset.
I heard a knock on the window. I looked over at the officer and rolled my window down.
He looked at me and then at Anthony. I could tell he sensed something was wrong. “Ma’am, will you step out of the car for me, please?.” The officer said.
I stood up and closed the door behind me. As soon as I shut the door tears started rolling down my face.
“Ma’am, I’m officer Michael Omar. Will you step back here by the vehicle?”
As soon as we were far enough away from the car he asked me, “Are you in danger Ma’am?”
I wasn’t sure how I should answer. I was scared to death, but this might be my chance to get away. This officer was the hottest thing I have ever seen. He was a tall and extremely muscular man. He could take me on the hood of this car and I wouldn’t care who saw.
“Yes. He has a gun and drugs under his seat. Please don’t let him go.” I whispered.
He got out his flashlight and shined it on my cheek. “Did he do that?”
I shook my head yes. “Don’t worry ma’am, I’m here to protect you.” He said, looking me deep into my eyes. I felt as though he wasn’t just saying it because it was his job. His dark brown eyes had me frozen in place.
Michael started calling out a bunch of codes into his radio. I looked over my shoulder and noticed that the other officer in the car was listening before I saw him instruct Anthony to get out of the car.
The other officer had him turn around and put his hands on the roof, and patted him down for weapons.
“Sir, I need to you step back towards my vehicle.” The officer told him.
“What did that bitch tell you? Huh, it’s probably a lie. That’s all that ever comes out of her stupid mouth.” Anthony yelled. I turned around. Michael was looking at me.
In a quick blur, I saw Michael pull out his gun and grab my waist. He pulled me behind him. He had his arm around me, pulling me tight into his back.
The smell of his cologne, his muscles bursting through his shirt, and his hand on my body caused the most electrical feeling I have ever had.
“I’m going to kill her!” I heard Anthony yell before I felt the kickback of Michael’s gun. I buried my face into Michael’s back. I wanted this moment to last. I have never felt so safe and turned on at the same time. I wanted him to turn around, whisk me off my feet, and make me his.
“Ma’am? Are you ok?” I heard him ask me.
It took me a minute to realize he was talking to me, “Um, I don’t know. I think so. What happened?” I asked him, not sure that I really wanted to know.
He turned around and put his hand on the small of my back. “I’m going to have you sit in the car for now. I will explain more in just a moment. ” He said.
He walked me to the back seat of the cop car and opened the door.
“Please just stay here until I come back.” He said, so gently.
I looked at him and shook my head.
About 10 minutes later, another couple of officers showed up, followed by an ambulance.
Michael finally walked back over and said, “Your boyfriend took Officer Samuel’s gun. He knocked him over the head. I don’t know if he was aiming the gun at you or me, but...”
“You shot him,” I said, looking up from my hands.
“Yes, ma’am.” He started to say.
“Rylie,” I told him.
“I’m sorry Rylie, but he didn’t make it.” He told me.
“Good,” I said in relief.
Michael looked up at me, confused. “He was going to kill me one of the days. The only way I was going to get away from him was if...” I couldn’t finish my sentence. I hugged him. I felt him hug me back.
I finally let go and sat back down. “Thank you, for saving my life,” I told him.
“Your welcome ma’...Rylie.” He said. “Since we have to impound the car, is there anyone that could come and pick you up?” He asked.
“Yes, my brother. I need to get my phone and wallet from the car though.” I said, starting to stand up.
“I can get it for you.” He said.
When he returned with my phone, I called Jake. I tried not to sound upset.
“Hey, are you busy?... Yeah, could you be able to pick me up and take me home?...No I’m not drunk...k, I’m outside of Kat’s Diner...yeah... Thank you.” I hung up the phone.
Jake pulled up and ran to me. “Fuck, Rylie. Everything ok?”
“Yeah, ill explain everything later,” I told him. I walked to the passenger side door, and Michael opened it.
“You going to be ok, Rylie?” He asked me.
“Yeah, thanks to you, I will be,” I said, sitting down in the car. He closed the door, and Jake started down the road.
“Wholly shit, what happened?” He said, looking at me.
“You have no idea,” I told him, watching him in the mirror.