Chapter 9

The next morning, I woke up before Michael; I got up quietly tip toeing to the door when he woke up "Where are you going?" I turned "Get some ice. The tap is warm." He got up, walked to me, and pushed the door closed. I moved away "Where are we going now?" He started packing up "Moving along." He held my wrist as we walked to the car; I took my chance. I started screaming for help, there was a couple who noticed. He pulled up his firearm "Let her go boy or I'll shoot!"

Michael dropped everything and used me as a shield, I managed to kick him in the shin and ran toward the woman. Michael stood up and fired a gun at me and the couple. The office manager of the hotel ran out with the phone in her hand. The lady helped me into their car; her husband began firing back but quickly got in. I wiped off my smeared makeup; the lady pulled out her phone "Honey is there anyone we can call for you?" I stayed quiet, they took me to the closest police station where I was transferred to the hospital to be examined.

They did a complete examination on me; I had to expose myself to the doctor for a rape kit, I was given a pill, and they kept me as they believed I was a suicide risk. The police tried to identify me but had no luck and I refused to talk to anyone. My doctor came in "Hey dear. I have some results back for you." I kept my head down, she sat down "Everything is okay but I do want to talk about the surgery you previously had. Would you mind telling me?" I kept my mouth shut; I turned my head away. She put her hand by my side "Honey I understand what you have been through but I think it's important to know these things."

I turned back but kept quiet, she exhaled "Were you aware of the surgery? Was this something that man did?" I whispered "No." She nodded "What is your name?" I inhaled with fear "Addison. Clarke." She nodded "Good." She got up and the female officer returned to the room. Multiple hours passed, and I didn't say anything else. My mom and dad arrived hours later, and I got terrified. I started screaming at them, touching me was a trigger and it shook my core. My mom began to cry; the Dr returned and spoke with my mom. I overheard the entire conversation, my mom told her everything.

My room was locked down; no one was allowed in unless my Dr approved or my parents. I closed my eyes but when I began falling asleep, flashbacks hit and I woke up screaming. I was given relaxers to help me calm down. I stared at the floor and ceiling mostly, I remember it's every detail. Eye contact wasn't easy, I felt ashamed, embarrassed, and disgusted I allowed my life to take this turn. Then someone came in and hearing his voice made the room stop spinning; the first person I could look at. Jackson.

He didn't touch me as ordered by my doctor; he sat beside me and frowned like he failed me or it was his fault. I sat up and threw myself into his arms, he started crying but quickly hid his emotions. He helped me lay back down; I pulled him to my side. I wrapped my arms around him and laid my head on his chest. My mom and dad came in and their faces seemed shocked but they smiled shortly after. I think they realized we were more than friends. I didn't let him go, I held him as if I would never see him again.

They held me for 48 hours before I was allowed to be discharged; everything felt normal again but deep down it still hurt. Once I was discharged I left with Jackson; I sat quietly in the car. He exhaled "Are you hungry?" I turned to him "I need to tell you something." He frowned "I know. I'm not mad at you. I wish you didn't feel like you had to hide it." I began to cry "I wasn't going to ruin your plans. And I got scared." He frowned "Let's get food. I'm sure that hospital food wasn't good."

We stopped and grabbed some burgers then drove to the lake nearby that we saw leaving the city. He got out and sat on the trunk of his Camaro. I couldn't eat so I spoke about it "I took the plan b but it failed. I found out and I was terrified. I didn't want you to run back and throw away your future. I told Michael because I thought I could trust him. He helped me with the money and I got it done. He swore he would never mention it. Skip ahead to my mom's house when his friend came, he threatened to tell you if I talked and testified against him. It scared me how you would react to that."

He put his food down and looked at me with anger "That wasn't what I thought you were going to say." I covered my mouth and began crying "I thought you knew?" He jumped off the trunk "No. I thought you were going to tell me that you can't have kids." My heart dropped "What?" He sighed "Did your Dr not tell you?" I looked down "She didn't tell me anything." He frowned "I'm sorry. I thought you knew." I started crying more "What the hell?!? Why??" He came forward and hugged me "Addy he... The surgery you had... They said he hit you... He damaged a lot and... I'm sorry baby."

I started hyperventilating and crying harder "I wanted to be a mom one day and he took that from me too." Jackson leaned back "Addison there are still ways for that. But we will look into those later." He brushed my hair back, I sniffled "He made me dye my hair." He continued pushing my hair back "I like it but it will fade and grow out." I looked into his eyes "Please don't leave my side?" He smiled "You're stuck with me forever dork." We continue to eat and talked, and later that evening we headed back home. I took a quick shower and laid down, I didn't sleep well at that disgusting place or the hospital.

Jackson lies holding me, I looked up at him; he looked down at me "What?" I moved up to his face and kissed him; I crawled on top of him reaching for his jeans. He stopped me "Addison." I begged him "Please?" He gave in, I held my arms around his neck kissing him as our bodies synced with each other. I was tired of waiting to be happy with him, I refused to allow this to hold me back anymore. I love him, he was my future. I just wanted to move forward with him.