My Bestfriend's Brother Shouldn't Know How I Taste novel Chapter 112

Chapter 112

Balley’s pov

She offers a small smile and gives me a gentle understanding nod. “We will tell them to call him too, I promise.”

Her hand gently presses against my back to help me into the ambulance and I fix myself to sit on the edge of the stretcher. Another of her colleagues come over to wrap a thin blanket around my shoulders and I cuddle into the material as I sort for any bit of warmth.

The night was cold, the heart of Juliet’s just as cold. I swallowed and looked down, my body shaking as I replay the events of the night over and over in my head.

The chaos around me seem to blue into nothing but silence. It feels like I was in the eye of a hurricane…..the calm, trapped in my mind. I know I should be grateful to be alive. Grateful to feel my legs, to feel every breath enter my lungs.

I should be grateful.

I should.

And I am.

However, it is strange to feel such emotion when I have

ve just stared death in the eyes not too long ago. When I’ve just watched someone die with their gaze still locked on mine. I tremble as I remember the blame look she pierced me with.

She blamed me.

Her face won’t leave me and I don’t think it will ever.

The officer pull me out of my thoughts by asking me my parents phone number, I blink, slowly lifting my eyes to meet hers. She’s staring at me gently and my eyes fill with tears as her gaze remind me of my mom’s.

My lips feel somehow numb but I manage to whisper the digits. My voice is so hoarse and raw from all the crying I had done that it sounds unfamiliar to my ears. She nods and steps away to make the call.

I wrap the thin blanket around me tighter, as if trying to fold into myself. Pressing my palm against my chest, I feel the rapid beating of my heart and close my eyes for a few seconds to breathe in the air in a way to calm myself down.

Yet, the fast pace won’t calm down. It’s as if my body won’t calm down, won’t register that I was away from danger now. That I was safe. It was like it was waiting for the next shot, waiting for the next vile words…..

Waiting for pain.

My eyes peel open when I hear faint voices coming closer. The officer was returning with three others beside her. Your parents are on their way,” she says gently and cracks a small reassuring smile. “Don’t worry, they’ve told me they’ll inform Kaleb.”

I nod, which the motion is barely there as if all the strength I had is gone. But something inside me loosens at the mention of my parents and hopefully Kaleb coming to me. For the first time tonight, I release a relieved breath and the weight on my shoulders lessen.

We will have to take y

you to the police station for more questioning but we need to ask you some questions now,” she continues, her worried eyes searching my face.“Will you be okay to answer them while we wait for your parents to arrive?”

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Chapter 112

I stare at her for a few split seconds, trying to process her words with the sluggishness of my brain at the moment. The thought of going back through it all, reliving every detail….

My stomach churns uneasily but I knew I needed to. So I give a slight nod. “I can try.” I whisper, hoping that I am able to remember every detail

“I will….try,” the words choke in my throat, She gives me a small smile that doesn’t hide the sympathy in her eyes and gestures to one of her colleagues beside her.

For the next couple of minutes I find myself retelling the officers what happened while two paramedics fussed over me for any injuries. My voice trembles with every word as I am pulled back into the scenes of what happened to me.

Every single memory I am dragged into feels like a splinter is plunged into my skin painfully slow. I tell them everything, from going to the park to Stefan kidnapping me. I tell them how he had groped me, bile rising in my throat as I tell them so.

I can still feel his disgusting hands on me and shiver, the rest of the words dying on my tongue as I am trapped in the sickening feeling.

The officer who wrote what I said on the notepad, has kind eyes and doesn’t pressure me to continue. Just waits patiently and quietly as if he understands that I needed a moment.

When I pull myself together I continue.

I am on the last bit of details when sharp hums of vehicles pulling up catches everyone’s attention including mine. I lift my head and peer behind the officers head and then I hear it, my mom’s voice, followed by my dad’s and then…..Kaleb’s.

Everything inside me crumbles and the feeling of relief and safety I sort for finally washes over me. I see their face and tears blur my vision.

My family……

They’re here.

Kaleb…..

My eyes meet his and my heart skipped a beat.

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