Ashton and Kaylee fought all the time, but Ashton was ready to kill. As much as Jayden loved Kaylee, he didn't think even he would go as far as Ashton had.
Kaylee came back into the room, the female officer trailing behind her holding three different cameras; a Polaroid, a digital, and a regular one. She explained that they needed the different forms in case anyone were to question the legitimacy of the pictures.
A few tears were falling from Kaylee's eyes, and Ashton was immediately at her side, comforting her. He imagined that the session with the police had been really hard. Though he would never completely understand how she felt, he could imagine how violated she was feeling. She had to go through what the man did to her, and then she had to go through those photographs and telling her story. No matter how polite and kind the police were, it had to feel like a whole new violation for her.
He couldn't fathom how any man could treat a woman that way. Sure, he was really into sex, and there were times when he got extremely horny, but he would never force a woman just so he could get some pleasure. He made sure that each woman that he was with was completely consenting to what they were about to do, because he never wanted to feel like he had taken advantage of someone.
And how could a woman begging a man to stop be a turn-on? He preferred his women to be saying yes, screaming yes, their eyes rolling back in pleasure. The sight of a woman crying and saying no just didn't get the juices moving for him. In fact, it made him sick.
The police finally left the bus, thanking everyone for their cooperation. The female officer gave Ashton a knowing look and nodded her approval. They wished Kaylee well, and told her to call if she needed anything.
When the cops were gone, the group sat around silently. No one knew what to say, and the air was tense and stifling.
"I've got to get out of here," Kaylee finally said, jumping up. "I'm going for a walk."
"I'll come with you," Ashton offered quickly.
Kaylee looked at him with sad eyes. He was trying so hard, and she sincerely appreciated it. "No, thanks Ashton. I just need some time to myself."
The men exchanged glances. She quickly saw that no one was going to let her walk alone, and she sighed. "Look, see that picnic table over there?" She pointed out the window to an old table 100 feet away. "I'm just going to go out there and sit. You guys can watch me from here," she said, and walked out the door before anyone could say anything.
She walked slowly to that table, trying to get the events of the previous night out of her mind. No one would ever understand how grateful she was to Ashton for coming along when he did. And to think her worst enemy was the one to save her from sure doom. After the events of the last day, she was thinking that perhaps he wasn't so bad after all. Look at the way he had taken care of her since last night - he had been the perfect gentleman, the perfect protector. It was like he was a completely different person.
Could he really change though? Was this a new side of Ashton? Was he going to be like this from now on, or was he just walking on egg shells until she was a little more stable? She hoped he would stay like this - she liked this version.
Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of shuffling feet. "Hey, can we talk?"
Kaylee didn't need to look up to know it was Brandon. She kept her eyes glued to the spot that she was looking at on the ground.
"I guess, but you need to know from the start that I'm not mad at you anymore, I'm just hurt. Really hurt. And I'm not going to get over it easily." She paused. "And before you say anything, yes I slept with Ashton last night, but nothing happened. He was just there to comfort me when I needed someone. I didn't have anyone else to turn to. So I don't want to hear you bitch about that."
"Understood. I'm so sorry, Kaylee. I completely froze. I've never been in that situation before. I've never been in a fight in my life, let alone be threatened with a knife."
Unbelievable!