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It's in the accent

Novel By: Kirkyb
Young adult


Moving schools is one thing moving schools from one end of the country to the other is another… Christine Sommers family have picked up and moved from the heart of Cow country in Wisconsin down to the Sunshine State so her Dad can take up a coaching position with U.F. Football.
Her Dad was originally from Tampa and has always wanted to move back there and he saw this as the chance his family needs, with her Mom an author that’s away on book tours a lot most of the time it’s left up to Chris to take care of her little sister…
Fitting in to a school run by the popular kids isn’t going to be the only challenge she faces when she upsets the girl that could make or break her…………………..
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Submitted:Aug 12, 2010    Reads: 1,885    Comments: 84    Likes: 18   


................. Kerion was pacing the floor while William made calls and sent messages. A police woman walked down the hall and went into the room I was in.
"How long does it take to check her out?" Kerion groaned as someone else walked into the room.
"I don't know" William sighed "I hope to god she's okay". After another 45 minutes the police woman and the other woman with the case walked out the police woman came over to William.
"Mr. Jones"
"Yes Ma'am he stood up"
"We need to retrieve the clothing that Miss Sommers was wearing tonight, and she said they were in the hotel where you're all staying". She asked bluntly.
"Yes you need to go to room 543 and her room mates will let you in"
"Thank you" she turned and walked away.
"I really don't like the sound of that" Kerion pulled a face as the doctor walked out. "Doc is she okay?"
"Miss Sommers is… well one tough chick" the doctor smiled.
"Can you tell us anything?" William pushed.
"The bruising should go within the next week… her vocal cords look intact and fine but she'll have to take it easy for the next couple of days in case there's something under lying" She nodded
"Why would the cops need the things she wore tonight? Kerion asked
"Evidence… hopefully there will be some fluid transfer even though she didn't have her underwear"
"Excuse me?" William almost choked up a hairball
"What?" Kerion leant on the wall
"You didn't know" the doctor looked shocked. "Christine was raped by this man… and from her records and the statement she just gave to the officer, it's not the first time he did it to her"
"But she's been down in Florida for almost a month" Kerion said shaking his head in disbelief.
'The other rapes occurred around a year ago… and the miscarriage"
'Baby" Kerion slid down the wall.
"She really told none of you any of this" Kerion and William shook their heads. "She needs her friends right now… and you can take her home the police have her number if the need to contact her" she walked away
"Wow… what do you say to that" William scratched his head.
"I don't know" Kerion knocked on the door and waited for me to shout before he walked in. I was sitting on the bed my arms hugging my knees looking into the blank screen on the monitor at the edge of the bed. "Hey" I looked round and smiled at the two of them.
"The doctor said I'm okay to leave" I got off the bed and took a breath.
"Chris I need to ask you one thing" William said softly. "The doctor told us what happened tonight and in the past" I turned red and looked down "Honey don't be ashamed of us knowing we're friends" I swallowed hard "But I need to know if you want to go home to your family and tell them.
'Hell no… they knew nothing before they don't need to know now… I went through it alone last time and came out stronger for it I can do it again" I said quickly.
"Big difference though" Kerion butted in "This time you're not alone" I smiled at him. He was right I didn't have to hide my true feelings on the days when I felt numb with what happened to me. we went out to the car and got in I fell asleep within minutes my head resting in Kerions' shoulder………….
………………….. the sound of the T.V in the other room stirred my dead sleep along with the feeling of being held in someone's arms I jumped up falling off the bed onto the floor in the process
"It's okay" I stopped moving at the sound of Dimitri's voice then the unmistakable giggle the Niko had came drifting through the connecting door that was open about an inch. "Chris it's okay" Dimitri repeated.
"What the hell are you doing here?" I hauled my aching body from the floor and walked over to the window opening the curtains letting the sun light illuminate the room "and why the hell are you in my damn bed?" I turned and glared at him.
"Mom got a call from William saying about you getting beaten by Arron" he got to his feet and walked over to me and lifted my chin "Damn Chris" he frowned and looked like he was about to cry.
"I'm fine" I stepped back from him "Shouldn't you be out with Abby… sorry Reba I almost lost track" I snapped.
"Stop being a bitch Chris"
"I haven't even started if you think I'm being a bitch Dimitri" I poked him in the chest. "You raped me in a whole different way to the way Arron did it… He raped me physically you did it mentally I trusted you and you used me you must have enjoyed laughing at me with Reba… getting the screwed up band kid into bed… making me fall in love with you… making me trust you with my biggest secrets… for you to tell me as soon as I felt good about myself like my life was turning round that we were done… you're a mean son of a bitch… at least after getting raped by Arron last night I managed to hit him with a base ball bat… you're not even worth it" he looked like I'd slapped him as we stood glaring at each other.
"Мне жаль ... Крис я тебя люблю ... пожалуйста, послушайте"
"Enough with the damn Russian if you can't talk to me in English then don't bother" I grabbed the hoodie off the end of the bed and walked out of the door slamming it behind me……………………….




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