The Devil's PlayGround

Waiting For The Cops

*Brie POV*

Today has been total s**t. Was it a present for my coming 18th birthday? Okay, thanks goddess. First, I was attacked by some of the cheer squad, and then at the end of the day, I was nearly raped by Mr. Dugan.

Watching the scene unfold in front of me felt like a nightmare. My brother’s best friend had to hold back from killing a man, and the surrounding chaos made my head spin.

Flynn pulled him up from the floor, and made him look at his boss. “Tell him the f*****g truth, or you won’t have to worry about jail,” Flynn snapped.

“Yes, it’s all true. All of it is true,” he confessed. The thing I wanted to know is why he did it.

“Why? Why did you do it? I’ve never come on to you like I was interested. I never gave you any indication that I wanted you. Matter of fact, I told you no, and that I didn’t want it. So, tell me why,” I demanded.

“You aren’t the first. You aren’t special,” was all he said. I was shocked at his admission.

I couldn’t believe that there were others and that no one had ever come forward. As the words left his mouth, Flynn’s expression changed. Without any hesitation, he punched the teacher in the face. I must have flinched, because Erik held me closer to comfort me.

When he dropped Mr. Dugan to the floor, he had to step out into the hallway. I watched as he took out his phone, and when he hung up with whoever he was speaking to, my phone rang. It was Blaze.

“Are you alright?” he asked. I was upset that Flynn had called him. This was something that should have been told in person.

“I will be. I just want to go home. I have to wait for the police now. I’m sorry Blaze,” I apologized. He was instantly angry that I was apologizing for what this asshole did to me.

“Damn it, Brie. Do not apologize to me for this. I’m just thankful that Razor was there to find you in time. Just give your statement to the police, and I’ll have dinner waiting when you get home. We can sit and talk over dinner, alright? I love you, sis,” he said.

I knew that Blaze loved me, but to hear him say it, was a whole different ball game. That doesn’t happen very often.

“I love you too, be home soon,” I said and hung up the phone.

Flynn was still in the hallway, pacing as he waited for the police to come.

The police finally arrived, and a female officer took my statement. I went over every single detail of what happened, and was told I was free to go. Flynn, on the other hand, might not be as easy.

They wanted to arrest him for assault and battery. However, when Principal Vandenburg explained the reason, the officer told Mr. Dugan that a bloody nose was the least of his worries, and took him out in handcuffs.

“Are you ready to go, kiddo?” Flynn asked. I nodded, and told him I needed to go to my locker to get my jacket and helmet.

When I approached my locker, I found Erik waiting for me. He took everything I was about to carry back to Flynn’s bike.

“Thank you for helping me so much today. You were really a lifesaver. I’ll get those notes for you when I get home and calm down,” I smiled.

He gave me a squeeze, and asked if I was truly alright. I shook my head, and told him that I definitely wasn’t.

“No. This day has just f*****g sucked all the way around. I, I don’t know what’s going to happen now, and that scares me,” I admitted.

He nodded, and once again pulled me close. “I’m here for you, Brie. I just want you to know that. Look, if you don’t want to go to the dance with me, even as a friend, you don’t have to. I didn’t know you had a boyfriend. From the looks of him, he could snap me in two,” he smiled.

I was confused by his words, but remembered hearing Flynn call me his girl to Vandenburg.

“No, you have it wrong, Flynn isn’t my boyfriend. He’s my brother’s best friend. He looks at me like an annoying sister,” I replied. He seemed to ease up, and the truth was, I didn’t want to cancel. Not if I didn’t have to.

As we got close to Flynn’s bike, I said goodbye to Erik before he left to go to his car. As I started to walk away, he grabbed my hand to stop me, and then bent over and kissed me.

My eyes widened for a moment, and then I thought it was more of a comforting kiss, he’d surely spotted the fear hiding behind my fake bravery. His soft, dry lips brushed gently against mine, then my cheek, his hand caressing my tensed back. The feeling took me by surprise. I realized I didn’t mind this kiss at all, and I honestly didn’t want it to end.

As I approached Flynn’s bike, I noticed how pissed off he was. Even more so than he was in the office. So, to see if I could help calm him down, I asked if he was alright.

“Flynn, are you alright? I’m sorry that you had to do all of that,” I said. He got off of his bike, and stood in front of me. He bent down to be at my eye level and I could see more than just anger in his eyes. There was hurt.

“Im not alright, Brie. I’m not alright at all. I wanted to kill him and shred him apart for what he did to you. So, no, I’m not good. Who is that kid? Is he your boyfriend?” he asked.

I didn’t know how to answer him. I couldn’t figure out why he was so upset about Erik.

“No, not really. He’s just a friend for now. I don’t know what is going on there, but we are going to a dance together next week. It was just a kiss, Flynn. Why are you so upset about it?” I asked.

His whole face changed into something akin to jealousy.

“I didn’t say I was upset. Did I? I asked who the little fucker was. If he has half a mind, he better think again about putting his lips anywhere near yours. Get on, If I don’t get you home soon, your brother will kill us both,” he snapped and got back on his bike. Leaving me more confused than I had been.

I know that I felt safe with Erik, and what he said about him always wanting to be my protector kept swirling through my mind. Then there was what Flynn had said about me being his girl. I played it off as something else to Erik, but I truly had no idea why he would have said it.

Now, I had Flynn acting weirder than normal about Erik kissing me. No matter what, I knew that things had been overly strange all day.

When I finally got home, Blaze tried to talk to me about everything. I just couldn’t. I just wanted to soak in a hot tub with loud music and forget about the events of the day. At least until the water got cold.

I sank into the tub, bubbles curling around my shoulders like fragile clouds. I’d let the tap run until the water turned warm enough to sting, just short of burning, washing away anything bad that happened today.