Chapter 2: two


    I woke up with the sudden vibration of my phone, I opened my left eye and looked at my phone it was


    an unknown number, I nced at the time and it was 3:45 am which meant that I had only slept for


    almost an hour. my phone kept buzzing in my hand and I finally swiped right.


    "Hello?" I asked still half asleep.


    "Erika," said a husky voice, a voice that I''m very aware of, I sat up


    "Oliver?" I asked looking at my phone again but this was not his number "whose number is this? and


    why are you calling me at this time?" I asked getting out of bed and slipping into my fluffy slippers.


    "ahm.." he dragged " Can you pick me up?" he asked I could hear his nervousness.


    "sure, where are you? are you ok?" I asked grabbing a jacket along the way towards the front door


    "I.. I''m at the police station," he said and I stopped on my track, and just stayed silent not expecting


    that.


    "What?!" I yelled, "why are you there?" I asked looking for my wallet


    "long story, just get here fast and also get some cash" with that he hung up.


    I looked at my phone in frustration and went back to my room and grabbed some cash from the safe, I


    was out within minutes and drove to the nearest police station


    I walked up to the reception and smile, the man at the reception looked at me weird and looked at me


    once over he would look at me strangely because I was in pink cotton shorts and Dimitri''s shirt and a


    long knee-length coat, I smiled at him again and asked for Oliver Price


    he smirked and asked me to just go inside, shrugging I went in and there was barely anyone in there,


    just a couple of cops and three deadly looking people, and Oliver.


    inside the holding cell, he was badly beaten up. he had fresh blue and green bruising on his right eye


    and torn lip, bleeding forehead which he had a kerchief holding up. I cringed looking at his appearance.


    without any bruising, he was a very good looking guy with blonde hair, green eyes, fairplexion, and


    a height of about 6ft.


    I walked up to an officer " Hi, I''m here for him" I said pointing at Oliver who looked at me gratefully. the


    police officer in his mid-thirties gave me a once over in a very creepy way'', I should have worn better


    clothes'' i think to myself


    "I can''t let him go just like that," he said smiling creepily "he was charged with assault on a decent


    man," he said and Oliver yelled from his cell


    "That creep is not decent" he yelled punching at the bars "he hit me first and called me fag" he yelled


    making me snap my head towards him


    "who did?" I asked now looking at Oliver and he nodded at a man sitting on the far end on a side table,


    he was badly bruised, he was an ugly looking pothead.


    "It was bound to happen you wouldn''t have shown your ugly homo face to me, you deserve to burn in


    hell for going against nature" the pothead sneered at Oliver tugging at his handcuffs.


    with that said I marched up at him and punched him straight in the face, the crunch was heard letting


    me know that I sessfully broke his nose, I hit him again and knee in the balls also swamped om his


    leg


    five minutester I find myself sitting beside Oliver in his cell.


    "I thought I asked you to bail me out," he said hiding his smile


    I shrugged "me too" with that both of us startedughing.


    "What do we do now?" he asked me and I shrugged not having a n.


    "I don''t know, wait till morning I guess" he huffed but sobered up and looked at me pleading, I raised


    my eyebrow at him


    "There is still a way" he looked at me hinting at something


    I shook my head realizing what he was hinting at "nope, no and no" I said looking away from him.


    "Come on, please. I don''t want to stay here any longer and this cop is starting to get on my nerve with


    the way he keeps looking at you" he purposely said loudly looking at the creepy cop.


    I sighed and understood his point. I didn''t like the way he was looking at me either, looks like we didn''t


    have a choice.


    I stood up holding the bars of the cell and called the cop "Can I make a phone call?" he looked at me


    for a minute but nodded anyway. he walked up to the cell and opened the gate.


    "One phone call" he warned and I nodded, picking the receiver of thendline phone, I dialed the


    number which I have barely used in a long time. I didn''t even know if he was going to answer, hoping


    for the best I waited as the line kept ringing.


    I almost gave up when he didn''t pick up but he did at thest moment


    "Hello?" he asked in a deep husky voice, he was asleep I guess


    "Dimitri," I said his name and he instantly sobered up.This is property ? of N?velDrama.Org.


    "Erika?" he asked I could hear shuffling in the background and didn''t think anything


    "Yeah, I need a favor," I said ncing at the cop who was staring at me annoyed.


    "What happened?" he asked shocked since I rarely ask for anything from him


    "I''m at the High Line police station" I whispered knowing he was going to burst out


    "What?" he yelled " Are you ok? did something happen," he asked I could hear him rushing in the


    background?


    "it''s not something bad, I just need you to bail us out," I said hoping he would stop questioning and


    hurry the hell up. "I got to go" that I hung up


    "Is heing?" Oliver asked as soon as I was inside the cell again,


    I look at him nodding "You know what this means right?" I asked "you need toe out to him" he


    grimly nodded at me but didn''t say anything else


    we didn''t have to wait too long since Dimitri was here within 10 minutes ''he must have been nearby'' i


    thought ''but why didn''t hee home?'' i was itching to ask him that but didn''t


    he strode in like he owned the ce, something about him will always be a mystery, his dark hair was


    messed up maybe by running his hand in it, his hypnotizing grey eyes looked furious and his strong


    sharp jaw was clenched, his broad shoulders were stiff and his muscr body shook in anger.


    I looked at Oliver who didn''t look very much affected by him but there was still some nervousness.


    I looked at the devil again and saw him staring right back at me with anger, he kept ncing between


    Oliver and me, and something shed in his eyes.


    the creepy cop cleared his throat to get Dimitri''s attention but almost flinched with the way Dimitri


    looked at him.


    this is going to be a long night...