Started In A Library

BD Continued...

My mom drove to the corner of the block and ran toward us.
"Oh my gosh. Jessica what happened to you? Both of you get into the car, what did you do get into a fight." And now I remember. They tried touching me and I fought back but they knocked me out.
"You might need stitches. Hold shit those are big cuts. And you have three. One on your lip, your cheek, and above your eye. You two have some explaining to do. You can't just come here in the middle of the night. You scared me. I thought you went to get ice cream." My mom didn't understand. She thinks we purposely went out looking for trouble. Nope not even close. We just drive home and I asked her if she could give Delilah and I an hour so I could talk to her privately. When we got home I changed into some warm clothes and went up to my room. I waited until Delilah walked in.
"Hey I'm sorry, you had to see me like that." She said as she walked in and sat next to me on my bed.
"I-I just wanna know. I'm ready now I think. To know what happened. all I could hear was you screaming for me. And I couldn't move. I couldn't get up to help you and that's why I thought you didn't want to talk to me. Or for me to hold you." I explained to Delilah.
"A-Are you sure it's pretty gruesome." She warned.
"Yeah" I sat closer to her and grabbed her hand.
"So we were walking you know just getting our ice cream and I felt a sudden pain in my neck. It was a needle. I looked over to you but you were in a mans arms with a towel wrapped around your face. Then I blacked out. When I woke up I was tied to a bed and I didn't see you but I heard someone talking in the room next door. Then 3 men came into my room and they stripped my clothes off . Well they cut them off because it would've have been risky to untie the ropes. Then one guy took his pants off and well you can guess what happens next. And yes I was calling for you but I knew you couldn't get up and help me." She frowned and put her head down.
"Wait how did you know?" I asked. She looked like there was more to the story well her perspective.
"yeah there was a TV and they showed some guy who punched you in the face and he took a blade and cut your thigh. But then they turned it off. I was screaming for you but you looked drowsy and it was like you couldn't hear me. " she squeezed my hand tightly to show how scared she was but I don't think she noticed she was squeezing my hand.
"Um I have to tell you something." I said. I remembered Josh. Wait Oh my gosh I remember Josh. Shit! I remember. The 4 percent, I got lucky in a way. My mom had his number and so we could report him.
"Hello? Jess you gonna say it?"
"oh yeah well Josh-"
"NO Fucking Way!" She stood up and grabbed her hair.
"Why am I surprised? I should've known. He hates me! Oh my lord! Sorry, but why, how the fuck did he even know where I was!" She was screaming. And she said sorry because she used the lords name in vane although I wasn't one of hose people who go to church every Sunday and all that. Like I believed the stories I've heard from the bible and I believe in God and his heaven and That the devil is real as well as Hell. You get it.
"I have an idea. But first we need to tell my mom."
I said as we walked down the stairs towards my mom.
"Tell me this isn't real. And that you just made that story up so you won't get in trouble or something because you both just totally forgot about me and made out in a hotel or something." My mom said as we finished the story.
"Nope we're not lying. That's why I have all these cuts." I hadn't told my mom about the cut in my thigh because she would go all out even if it meant killing someone. So I don't need two people I know who hate each other in jail. Although they wouldn't be sent to the same one, since they're different genders. I hated Josh so much and I have never hated anyone in my life. But yesterday that changed. He made me hate him so much. He hurt Delilah and scarred her for life. Him and his dumb ass group fucking raped her. He's going to pay big time. I remember what he said so if I were him I'd be worried. I asked my mom if she had his number. She said she didn't. I thought she did but then again it was Delilah's parents who were close with him. So it looks like we're taking a trip down memory lane. I'm hoping Delilah doesn't go off on her mother. Wait a minute... What if-? Nvm. I asked my mom to come with Delilah and I as we drive to her mom's house. My mom waited in the car incase we had to make a run for it. Her mom was dangerous now, I guess. We rang the door bell and waited. No one answered. Then Delilah grabbed a key from under the mat and opened the door. Okay that went weird. We walked into the living room to where her mom was. She looked miserable. The house was a mess and she was a mess.
"Get the fuck out. I hate you. And I hate you more. Get out of my life." She hated me more? What did I do. I raised my eyebrow.
"Don't give me that look miss prefect Jessica. You ruined our family. You made Delilah think she likes girls and her father left. You're probably just using her just like the rest of you hoes." The next second Delilah's mom was holding her cheek in pain. I couldn't believe it. What had- what had she done. To her own mother. She just slapped her. Well, she deserved it.
"We're not here to listen to your bullshit. And for the record nobody talks to my girlfriend like that except for me and I don't dare to say that to her so watch your self. We need information and we believe you have it." Delilah said. She sounded like an investigator. I loved how she stood up for me. Although I wasn't expecting the slap. Anyway. Back to questions.
"So do you have Josh's number?" I asked Delilah's mom.
"No"
"Do you know if anyone who does?" I continues with the questions.
"No."
"Oh hell nah. This is all a lie. I know she had Joss's number. They exchanged it when he came to the house. She wouldn't delete it. She depended on him for things she wouldn't say. They just became close. She probably knows exactly where he is right now."
Delilah moved closer to her mother.
"I'm not afraid if you and I'll tell the police your dirty little secret if you don't give us his number. Or what you know."
"Fine I have his number but I don't know anything about what your saying."
We told her about some of the things that happened. Not Delilah's part because Delilah did not want her knowing.
"Wow how sad."
Delilah raised her hand and her mother flinched.
"I am disowning you by the way. You just have to sign this paper."
"Gladly" Delilah said as she smile and signed the document.
"Was it you?" I asked shyly. Not wanting to make matters worse but I needed to ask. If it was her then she deserved to be locked up.
"Was it me who did what? You guys really suck at this questioning. You're not specific with anything."
She said like she had no idea what I was talking about.
"Was it you? Did you set this up? Did you plan this out!?" I cried.
"Are you accusing me of getting a bunch of random guys to hurt you. Come on I'm not that crazy!"
Now Delilah was looking at me weird. Like I had threatened her. She was looking at me like I was crazy. That's when the door busted down.