Unraveled

Chapter Three: The Note.

"I'm so grateful you spare a few hours of your time for our sake"…" You guys helped me so much. Because of you, I know I can defend myself if something happens."…" I feel so sad and powerless. Wish I had more courage.…wish I was braver." " I'm so glad the woman was able to run away. After everything we hear about everyday, I feel all women are targeted!"

" You make it sound like it is so easy to stop the beating… The abuse!! No one will ever even care you know. Some women deserve it, maybe. Or maybe their husband is doing it for their own good. And who told you people can't change and love?!! They can… They should… They will… Won't they?!…"

After the meeting ended, Sam, Diana and the organizers were the only ones left. Sam started reading the notes. Diana's eyes widened hearing what was in that last one. Sam was clenching her fist and holding the piece of paper like her life depended on it. After gritting her teeth, trying not to show any emotions but failing, tears started to blur her vision. She blinked them away and looked at the organizers, two young women and a sweet but fierce elder woman. They all had shocked and sad looks staring at their own feet. Then she drifted her eyes and locked them with her partner, determination clear in her eyes. Her friend knew exactly what she was thinking; they must find out who wrote that note.

Some might think whoever wrote it might be radical. But both detectives knew it was someone who was hurting, finding excuses for their aggressor and maybe thinking they were the ones to blame.

The elder woman broke the silence first, "What woman would think like that?! that's outrageous!" Pamela one of the young girls was furious, "Why would someone with that mentality come to such event!!?" " Maybe to poison other's minds! screamed Alma. "Calm down everyone." said Diana, "we need to figure out who wrote this."

"So, you finally decided to come home." a cold male voice said. "I'm sorry… there was a line at the grocery store" the female voice was fragile and scared. "I'm supposed to believe that?! you slut!". The girl didn't reply, but simply walked to the kitchen emptying what's in the bags. Suddenly she was grabbed forcefully by her waist and a pair of hands started roughly roaming her body. The girl froze as his fingers dug painfully in her waist. He started kissing her neck nibbling and biting down to her shoulders. Tears ran down her cheeks, but she remained frozen in her place, which didn't please him. He yanked her hair, a silent scream left her lips despite her attempt to stop it. She knew it would only make him angrier and rougher. In a Flash, he turned her to face him and seeing her tear stained cheeks, he smirked then crashed his lips to hers.