hand and helps me out of my car. We walk into the station. Trevan leads the way into the back. It's your typical police station with a bunch of desks, some with officers talking to people and some working on computers. Most of the desks are empty, but cluttered with paper work and coffee cups.
We walk past everyone, some glancing up as we walk past. Trevan stops to open the door to a room and waves me in. He touches the small of my back as I walk past him into the room. It looks like a break room and smells like coffee. There are two gentlemen sitting at the table talking, they look up. I notice the look the dark haired, good looking man gives Trevan. I don't think to much into it. The blonde, nerdy looking guy, sits there not looking at anyone.
"Hey, can I have the room for a minute, guys?" Trevan asks.
"Sure," the dark haired guy replies. He hits Trevan on the back as he walks out and glances over at me. Okay, I think to myself. They are obviously friends.
"Can I get you a cup of coffee?" Trevan asks me.
"Sure, cream and sugar. Please."
He makes my coffee, turns around and hands it to me. "It's not as good as yours, sorry," he smiles at me.
I smile back at him and we sit there silently for awhile. I take a sip of the coffee, and think it's not that bad. I like my coffee strong, and this is definately strong. I start feeling like myself, and glance over at Trevan. He is looking at me with concern written all over his face.
"I'm sorry about outside." He looks at me with a pained look on his face.
"You don't ever have to apologize to me, especially for that."
I look away, not able to look him in the eyes. I simply nod and continue to look around the room, anywhere but at him. I look out the window into the work area and see the nerdy guy looking at us. He notices me looking at him and turns quickly back to his computer.
"So, tell me what happened," Trevan says to break the silence.
I look down at my coffee, feeling like a total ass for being this way. I don't understand why I feel I can be vulnerable in front of Trevan. I feel safe when I am with him, it's probably because he is a cop. They are trained to make people open up to them.
I sigh, "Ben texted me this morning." I stop talking and feel like the wind has been knocked out of me. I still don't look up from my coffee, afraid to look him in the eyes. I decide to grab my phone and let him read the texts for himself. I pull up the texts and reach across the table to hand it to him. I finally look up, just as he takes the phone from me. "Here," is all I can get myself to say as our fingers touch.
I watch him read the texts and write some notes down. He looks up at me, "Okay, it's going to be alright. I know it doesn't seem like it, but it will. I am going to have to file a complaint with the court, that he is violating his restraining order. Also, I will visit with him and remind him of the restraining order."
I feel the fear build, with the thought of Trevan going to Ben's place. I know Trevan can take care of himself, but I am afraid of what Ben will do to me. As if reading my thoughts, Trevan reaches across the table and grabs my hand.
"It will be fine, I promise you."
I nod my head, as I pull my hand from his grasp.
I walk Jaylah to her car. I hate to see her so scared, and not being able to release her fear. I don't understand how any man can treat a woman like this. When I saw her sitting in the car, I knew something was really wrong. She melted right into my arms, when I opened her door. At that moment I wanted to run and find that asshole and beat the fucking shit out of him. I would love to see how he liked it.
"Thank you again Trevan," Jaylah says, shaking me from my thoughts.
"No problem, I am always here if you need me." She simply nods at me as she gets into her car. "Call me anytime, and I mean anytime."
"I will. Good bye."
"Don't forget to keep your alarm on too." She nods and waves.
I step out of the way and watch as she drives
We walk past everyone, some glancing up as we walk past. Trevan stops to open the door to a room and waves me in. He touches the small of my back as I walk past him into the room. It looks like a break room and smells like coffee. There are two gentlemen sitting at the table talking, they look up. I notice the look the dark haired, good looking man gives Trevan. I don't think to much into it. The blonde, nerdy looking guy, sits there not looking at anyone.
"Hey, can I have the room for a minute, guys?" Trevan asks.
"Sure," the dark haired guy replies. He hits Trevan on the back as he walks out and glances over at me. Okay, I think to myself. They are obviously friends.
"Can I get you a cup of coffee?" Trevan asks me.
"Sure, cream and sugar. Please."
He makes my coffee, turns around and hands it to me. "It's not as good as yours, sorry," he smiles at me.
I smile back at him and we sit there silently for awhile. I take a sip of the coffee, and think it's not that bad. I like my coffee strong, and this is definately strong. I start feeling like myself, and glance over at Trevan. He is looking at me with concern written all over his face.
"I'm sorry about outside." He looks at me with a pained look on his face.
"You don't ever have to apologize to me, especially for that."
I look away, not able to look him in the eyes. I simply nod and continue to look around the room, anywhere but at him. I look out the window into the work area and see the nerdy guy looking at us. He notices me looking at him and turns quickly back to his computer.
"So, tell me what happened," Trevan says to break the silence.
I look down at my coffee, feeling like a total ass for being this way. I don't understand why I feel I can be vulnerable in front of Trevan. I feel safe when I am with him, it's probably because he is a cop. They are trained to make people open up to them.
I sigh, "Ben texted me this morning." I stop talking and feel like the wind has been knocked out of me. I still don't look up from my coffee, afraid to look him in the eyes. I decide to grab my phone and let him read the texts for himself. I pull up the texts and reach across the table to hand it to him. I finally look up, just as he takes the phone from me. "Here," is all I can get myself to say as our fingers touch.
I watch him read the texts and write some notes down. He looks up at me, "Okay, it's going to be alright. I know it doesn't seem like it, but it will. I am going to have to file a complaint with the court, that he is violating his restraining order. Also, I will visit with him and remind him of the restraining order."
I feel the fear build, with the thought of Trevan going to Ben's place. I know Trevan can take care of himself, but I am afraid of what Ben will do to me. As if reading my thoughts, Trevan reaches across the table and grabs my hand.
"It will be fine, I promise you."
I nod my head, as I pull my hand from his grasp.
I walk Jaylah to her car. I hate to see her so scared, and not being able to release her fear. I don't understand how any man can treat a woman like this. When I saw her sitting in the car, I knew something was really wrong. She melted right into my arms, when I opened her door. At that moment I wanted to run and find that asshole and beat the fucking shit out of him. I would love to see how he liked it.
"Thank you again Trevan," Jaylah says, shaking me from my thoughts.
"No problem, I am always here if you need me." She simply nods at me as she gets into her car. "Call me anytime, and I mean anytime."
"I will. Good bye."
"Don't forget to keep your alarm on too." She nods and waves.
I step out of the way and watch as she drives
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