20 The Incident
The moment Avery got home, she went straight to the kitchen, she took a tub of ice cream from the fridge and scooped some into a bowl adding hot sauce on top of it.
She was very angry about the way Jamal's mom spoke to her but walking home helped. Now she was going to take care of her babies till they are born, then give them to Jamal.
The thought of that pinched her heart but no she's not going to start getting attached she knew what it meant to get attached to someone, they end up leaving you.
She's had enough of people leaving her life whenever they wanted or in her parents case when life want to mess, her already messed life up.
She returned the tub and took her bowl, it was already melting, she didn't want it to melt, so she opened her fridge and took her ice cream and hot sauce mix while the fridge was open.
" Thank God I didn't remove my coat, I miss winter" she said out loud to herself. She moaned every time she took a spoon. She was about to take another when she heard a knock at the door.
She went to the door, thinking it was Jamal and opened the door, she was going back into the house when she heard the door close
"Put your hands up where I can see them and turn around slowly" a strange voice barked, putting immediate fear into her body.
She complied with him,turning around slowly till she came face to face with the strange man. He was huge with a beard, he looked buff and would definitely have eight complete pecs underneath his clothes, which looked like were ripped at the side, he was holding a gun in between his hands and it was pointed at her.
"This day couldn't get any worse" she cried within,sweat already dripping from her forehead, the coat she was wearing made it worse.
"Why didn't I remove my coat" she thought.
"Remove your clothes" the strange man said eyeing her like the pervert he was. She wanted to keep the coat on, she looked around waiting for someone to shout out that she was being Punk'd, especially Belle, it looked like something she'd do, now if only Belle would come and get this over with. How stupid was she to open the door without checking who was there. She really didn't have the time for one of Belle's jokes.
"Isabelle Antonia-Rosette Gomez, this isn't funny" she whined already tired of whatever this was.
It became serious when the stranger slapped her right across the face and told her to shut up. The force from the slap made her fall, now she began to get scared, very scared. She felt trapped, it brought back old memories that she tried so long to keep and suppress.
She felt like she was in that same room again, the worst time of her life, she pictured herself back in that room, the room of terror was what she called it, it was where her father abused her physically. He'd take her to the discipline room like he'd called it then and beat her whenever she did anything wrong even if it was for something as little as breaking a glass or not answering when he called. He'd beat her with anything he could get his hands on, he once beat her broken bottles of the drinks he'd had that night.
Her mom couldn't do anything to help either or else he'd abuse her for stopping him from disciplining his own daughter, she hated it whenever he did that to her mom so she always tried to stay strong, to hold it in. It was hard growing up and now here she is again about to get beat up for not complying.
The stranger moved closer, barking out repeatedly, telling her to remove her clothes, now he had a knife pulled out, moving slowly getting closer to her with every step he took. He barked out again for her to remove her coat, it was like he was getting pleasure from seeing scared and wanted to see her undress herself.
He had gotten closer to her about to tear up her clothes open when bam a fist collided with the pervert's face, landing him straight up on the floor, the punches kept colliding with his face. It was Jamal, he was giving the pervert angry punches how dare he, he thought as he didn't want to stop.
Avery on the other hand was still in a state of shock, finally getting out, she saw what Jamal was doing he was going to get himself arrested the pervert was already out cold.
"Jamal" she cried out his name, but the rage deafened him.
"Jamal, Stop it, it's okay now. I'm okay" she cried out again, this time the tears were falling hard from her face. He stopped immediately, it was like a switch was turned off. He left the pervert's body and moved to where Avery was sitting on the floor, he grabbed her and kept her in between his arms, he hugged her tightly, reassuring himself that she was okay.
The police siren could be heard moving closer, he called the police a minute later, when her heard her scream, he didn't think,in fact, he couldn't think, all that mattered to him at that moment was to know if she was fine.
The pervert was taken into custody and Avery was asked to come in later when she was okay to write a report about what had happened. Jamal asked that she should be taken by the ambulance to the hospital to make sure she was okay.
At the hospital, Jamal was next to Avery checking and asking her repeatedly if she was okay.
"Are you okay?" Jamal asked again
"For the hundredth time, yes Jamal" she whined.
" Just making sure"
" Yeah, for the thousandth time" she joked. The whole room became quiet as they kept stealing looks from each other, one looking while the other wasn't looking and vice versa,the silence was getting really frustrating.
"Thank you, thanks for saving me" Avery broke the silence
" I would have hated myself if something had happened to you" he said already thinking about what would happen if he hadn't come when he did.
"Well nothing happened and I don't know what I would have done, had you not come that very last minute" she added turning his face towards her as she said this.
They were looking straight into each other's eyes, the whole room felt smaller as they were moving closer, already feeling each other's breath, they were inches away from each other's lips both eyes still connected,the electricity and the sparks were flying all over the place. Just when they were about to...
