Stuck between two bad boys

Xavier was being a jerk over the phone call till I told him I had Emily. He said he would be there immediately and ended the call. I checked my stomach again for the bruise but I already felt relieved.

I couldn’t make anything for dinner so I concluded that I was going to have the leftover pizza. I was damn tired and needed to rest. I turned to the bathroom to run a quick bath when I heard his voice.

“Open this damn door!” He yelled from the front door.

I knew he was going to come immediately after I mentioned Emily. Sometimes I wondered why he abused her if he really cared about her. He made it to my place so quickly, I could have sworn he was right in front of my door before I called him.

I picked up the T-shirt from the bed and wore it over my head. I walked back to the door and opened the door. He looked at me for a second and he walked inside. He didn’t look as aggravated as his voice seemed. He wore a calm expression and his demeanor was strange.

I offered him a seat and he sat on the couch opposite me. He was silent as if waiting for me to say something before he talked. “Want a drink?” I finally asked and he just looked at me blankly. Some minutes later, he stood up and walked to my fridge. He foraged the drink till he found a bottle of whiskey.

He picked a glass and poured a reasonable amount of whiskey into the glass. I knew he was going to say something from the way he looked but I didn’t know what.

“You claim to have Emily,” he said as he sipped from the glass. “Then why are you going about offering people bucks to get information?”

It felt more like a rhetorical question than an actual question. If he knew I didn’t have Emily as I claimed then why did he honor my invitation? Did he have a motive too?” I had no idea what he wanted to find out but I needed to play my cards well.

I returned his cold stare and stood up.

“Look Xavier, I know everything you did.”

He raised his brow in confusion. He didn’t know what I was talking about and I was going to explain what I meant to him.

“I know that you raped her. There was no penetration but you used her body against her wish. You fucked her thighs and made her watch you cum. How much more disgusting can you get?”

I was getting angry from just talking about it. It was truly inhumane and he couldn’t admit it. No matter how hard I tried to get it off my head it just kept playing. I looked at his face and he looked discombobulated.

He swallowed hard and dropped the glass of whiskey on the table. He turned cold and I could see it in his eyes. He didn’t say anything but I wasn’t going to let him get away with this one.

“You molested her,” I continued. “You made her feel less of herself. You fucking forced yourself on her. Gave her hickeys, and bruised her neck, shoulders, and thighs. You’re a sadist Man.”

“I didn’t-”

“Shut the fuck up!” I yelled before he had a chance to deny it. “Listen to me Xavier, I need you to comply else I’d beat you up like I’m beating those criminals in the ring house, and I’d turn myself into the police for assaulting you and possibly an attempted murder, but guess what?”

His eyes followed mine searching for the answer to my question. “I’ll tell them everything I know about you being a sexual offender. She’s a minor and I’m sure you know the weight of your crimes.”

He was silent, presumably thinking of the next lie to say. He didn’t know how to convince me and I knew Xavier too well, he could get whatever he want with lies

“I have evidence, Xavier. You’ll never get out of this freely,” I threatened. “All you have to do is to tell me where she is. Where did you keep Emily?”

“Fuck it, Devin, you know I don’t have her. I’m not holding Emily.”

“I don’t know shit!” I fired. I took my phone from the couch and dialed 911.

“I’ll just call them anyway,” I told him and placed the phone in my ear.

“Hi, Devin speaking. I’m calling ’cause of Emily Jonson who got abducted some days ago.”

“Okay? Please let us know if you have any information about her whereabouts or anything that could lead us to her.”

“Uh, Emily made a post this evening and I don’t think it was her who made that post. What I think is-”This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

“Devin please!” Xavier’s voice begged in a whisper. He was spreading on his knees begging me to end the call. It felt good to know a proud Xavier could go on his knees and help.

“Yes? I’m listening, please continue,” The officer said.

“Yeah yeah,” I managed to say. “Like I was saying, I think it’s a prank.”

“You think it’s a prank?”

“Yes, Emily has three bullies in school and those girls would do anything to get her out of their way.”

“Kindly send their names and we’ll get back to you soon. Thank you for calling.”

I gave a nod as the call disconnected and turned to Xavier. He was still on one and pleading. I didn’t want to tell him I had forgiven him, there was no way I could forgive his inhumane actions.

“I can’t do anything to hurt her Xavier.”

His words felt sincere but there was no way it could be the truth. No one molests a person they claim to love. He must be obsessed with Emily because this didn’t look like love.

“I can’t hurt her, I love her.”

His admission made me twitch my lips.

“I don’t want to go to jail and I don’t want my stepmom to be disappointed in me too. This would break her, it would kill her to know she trusted me and-”

“I don’t care!” I yelled. “You have two days to find Emily or I’ll have bloggers write about this and make sure it makes it to the headline.”

After Xavier left, I looked around trying to fish out whatever could implicate me. I didn’t want the police to find out I was taking laws into my hands by threatening and hiring a gun. I looked around till I was sure no object could implicate me.