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Chapter 9
"You’re quick," I muttered. Stacie and Deb’s attention turned quickly
back to me.
"Oh, Meliss, you look horrible!" Deb cried out.
"Thanks," I replied sarcastically. Deb handed me a tissue to hold against
the cut in my forehead. It wasn’t deep, so I knew I wouldn’t need
to go to the hospital.
"What happened?" Stacie questioned.
As we walked toward the cars I told everyone the entire story. I hated having
to relive that. I shuddered as I finished my story. I didn’t want to
think about it.
By this time we had reached the cars. One was a green Durango that was
Nick’s and the other was Kevin’s red BMW. We all stood behind the
cars in a silent circle. I was the one who finally broke the silence. "Thank
you all so much for helping me," I said looking at each of the five guys
in turn. "I don’t know what would have happened if you hadn’t been
there." I then went to each guy and gave him a one armed hug. (I needed the
other arm to hold my shirt up).
"We’d better go to the police station," Kevin said.
We split up; Brian, Nick, Deb, Stacie, and I in the Durango, and Howie, AJ,
and Kevin in the BMW. As Nick pulled out of the parking space Brian turned
on the radio. The station I happened to be on was playing "I Want It That
Way." Stacie and Deb immediately pulled hairbrushes out of their bags and
began singing into them.
They were definitely still drunk. Although they did this all the time they
never would have done it in front of BSB members! I was sitting between them
(lucky me!). I leaned forward and spoke to Nick and Brian.
"I’m just gonna pretend I don’t know them," I said. Brian and Nick
just laughed.
"How old are you?" Nick asked out of the blue. This was gonna be fun. Brian
laughed.
"Take a guess," I replied.
"Well, I would say 12, but you were in the club, so ya gotta be older than
that. Hmmm……… I don’t know, I give up."
"I’m 19," I stated.
"Are you kidding? YOU"RE the same age as ME! You’re so tiny!" I was
laughing now. This was the reaction I got from just about everyone, including
ten-year-olds.
"Yup, I’m the same age as you! So is Deb. She’s the one in blue.
My sister, Stacie, is 18," I said as I gestured towards each of them. "Oh!
I forgot to introduce you guys!" By this time Stacie and Deb had finished
serenading us, so I introduced them to Brian and Nick.
Just as I finished we pulled up in front of the police station. I had tried
to push the incident to the back my mind, but it all comes rushing back now.
I felt the color begin to drain from my face.
"We’re here," Nick announced as he turned off the engine. All four doors
swung open as Stacie, Deb, Brian, and Nick all hopped out. I sat there with
my hands clenched. "Yo, you OK?" asked Nick.
I took a deep breath and answered, "Yeah, I’m alright." Then I climbed
out of the Durango.
Nick noticed that I was still holding on to my shirt and said, "I have an
extra T-shirt in the car. Do you want to borrow it?"
"Yes," I said, "thank you." Well that solved one minor problem, although
because of the height difference the shirt went down to my knees. Once I
had manage to get the T-shirt on we all walked into the police station together.
Kevin, Howie, AJ, and the police officers that had come to the club were
waiting to question all of us. They told us that they had something to tell
us before they questioned us though.
"The man that attacked you," said one police officer, directing the comment
at me, "the police have been after for five months. In the past five months
a number of girls have disappeared from The Stardust. None of them have been
found. Your attacker has admitted that he has been kidnapping, raping, and
then killing the girls. You were very lucky……." The officer’s
voice trailed.
I felt all the blood drain from my face…………now I know
what would have happened if the guys hadn’t been there. I shivered.
I didn’t even want to think about the possibility.
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