It has been about a week and a half since Cassy tried to kill Abby. Arden was off today, so I decided I was going to run some errands and stop putting off the duty that I needed to do. I was walking through town, destination in mind when my phone starts to ring. Looking down at the caller id, the screen read 'Mom'.
Letting out a sigh, I answer. "Hey, mom." Her voice was soothing on the other end, making me feel guilty for what I was about to do.
"Hi, baby. I miss you. I tried to stop by your house but you weren't home. I guess you were at work or out of town for a meeting?" Rubbing the back of my neck, I pause. I can't really tell her what is going on yet, and I really don't want to worry her.
"Uh, yeah. I'm also going to be staying with a friend for a few days. If you want, maybe we could meet up for lunch next week?" My mothers laughter was like a beautiful melody. She doesn't laugh much anymore, not since Cassy, but when she does, I cherish it.
"Honey, do you finally have a girl in your life? When can I meet her? I bet she is just beautiful. I can't wait to have grand babies." I cough on my own saliva. Stopping her in her tracks.
"Whoa, mom. It's not like that, get those ideas out of your head for now." She tsk's through the phone and I could fully imagine her placing a hand on her hip, giving me one of her looks with her brows held high.
"Now, Charlie. You are not getting any younger. It is about time you settle down with a nice girl." I roll my eyes. It is time to get off the phone. My mother could talk about this and nag me about it for ages, so it's best to stop it before she gets too into it.
"Yeah, well mom, I have to go. I was in the middle of handling some business. We will grab lunch next week, okay? I love you, take care of yourself." I barely hear her returning the I love you before I hang up. Blowing out a breath of relief.
I hardly realized that I had stopped in front of my destination, letting the situation hit me full force. I was about to do this. I had to do this. I tuck my laptop and some other documents under my arm as I take the stairs leading into the police station.
Upon entering, I am spotted by the receptionist that was sitting behind the desk. He is an older man in uniform, seems friendly enough. He gives me a polite smile. "Hello, what can I help you with today?"
A lump starts forming in my throat as I move closer to the desk. I only hope that my mother will forgive me for what I'm about to do. Clearing my throat, I speak. "Uh, yes. I'd like to talk to someone about reporting a man of sexual assault of a minor. I also have obtained hard solid proof."
Returning to Abby's that evening, I was exhausted. All I wanted to do was lay down and sleep. Walking to the kitchen, I pause as soon as I reach the doorway. Watching as Abby tries to reach for a glass that was just out of reach.
I chuckle quietly before loosening the tie that was around my neck while moving up behind her. She let’s out a surprised gasp, as I grab the glass she was reaching for and placing it down in front of her. I quickly grab a second glass for myself before moving from behind her.
I didn’t mean to be that close to her, I never realized how wonderful she smells. I had to hold my breath to make sure I didn’t take a big sniff of her, I didn’t want to make things weird between us.
Do I have feelings for Abby? Yeah, I do. However, I know that it is off limits, and I am trying my damn hardest to force the fuckers down. Besides, it isn’t like they are strong feelings. I just simply recognize that she is a beautiful girl with a really great personality. Hell, I’m sure if my mother knew that I even was acquainted with a girl like Abby that she would force me to propose or some shit.
I smile at the thought. Shaking my head just as quickly as the idea even popped into my brain. Arden. I have to think of Arden. I was not going to come between them, his happiness meant everything to me, and I truly meant when I told Cassy that he deserves to be happy.
“Thank you.” Abby’s gentle voice reached my ears. I settle in the chair by the island. Nodding my head as a ‘no problem’, not having the energy to really speak. Abby, however, had other plans. “You okay? You look stressed.”
I observe her as she hobbles over the the chair beside me, plopping down with a thud as I just now realized that she filled both of our glasses with some ice and some tea. I nod slightly at her comment, taking a small sip from my glass.
“Yeah. Uh, I went to the police station today.” I pause. Abby’s eyes widen as she turns her body to face me, urging me to explain further.
“They said that the tapes and evidence I had were rock solid. Don will be going to jail for a long while, charged as a felon. It is awful to say, but they said that if Cassy didn’t kill herself that he would have only served about 10 years, maybe. However, since she took her own life, especially at such a young age, it isn’t likely that he will see the outside of a prison for the rest of his life.”
I let out a deep sigh, just now realized how much this is actually effecting me. I’m putting my sister at peace at the same time I’m ruining my mothers life. She is unaware of what Don has done, and I’m sure when she learns of everything, it will break her. I will just have to be sure to be there for her through all of this.
“When is the court date?” Abby’s softly questioned. I shrug my shoulders. They didn’t really tell me that, they just said they will bring him in and then everything will straighten out. Which is exactly what I told her.
She seemed to be processing this, before she lifted her head, her eyes portraying the worry she had. What exactly is she worried about? She shifts closer to me, grabbing my hand in her small one. “You’re doing the right thing, Charlie. I know that you don’t want this to hurt your mother. From what Cassy told me, she really loves your step dad, but I can guarantee that she would want to know this information. Maybe you should go see her. Tell her before she learns it from anyone else.”
I squeeze her hand. How did she know? I let out a deep breath. Maybe she is right. I should go see my mom, but I can’t just leave her here alone. Speaking of, where is Arden? Before I could lift my head and ask her, I feel her arms wrapping around me in a comforting hug.
I stiffen slightly at the suddenness of the act before I feel myself relax into it. Placing my arms around her. For just that brief moment, I let myself picture that she was my girl. Something I know that can never happen. I just held her, accepting the support she was giving.
Realizing that her arms had kind of fell a bit, showing me that she wasn’t wanting to be rude and pull away but that the hug had gone on long enough. I reluctantly move to unwrap myself from her when I hear an ice cold voice dripping with venom.
Cassy had appeared, her words breaking up any relaxation that had been there a moment ago. “Well, don’t you guys just look so cozy?”