Page 6 of Seduced By My Bully

“There was a picture of us, some jewelry he had given me, and a note.”

“Did he threaten you?”

“No, he said he was sorry and wants to get back together.”

“Fuck that.” He says, making me laugh. He’s cursed like a sailor, since I was a little girl, and I love him for it.

I’m still staring out my bedroom window when I see a Harper Falls police cruiser pull into the driveway and park behind my car. “Hmm, that was fast. Dad, I have to go. The police just got here.”

“Call me back and let me know what they say.”

“I will. Love you,” I tell my dad before hanging up and grabbing the box.

I’m walking down the stairs to the front door, I get a glimpse of Cam and a man I don’t recognize walking to the front door. “Shit.” I groan. I completely forgot Cam is a police officer. Cam is the last person I want to spill my shame to, but it’s not like I can ask them to send someone else. One of them knocks on the door just as I get to the last step. When I open it, I’m surprised by the fierce look on Cam’s face.

“Monroe, this is my partner Officer River Johnson,” Cam says, gesturing to the man standing beside him. He looks to be about our age, maybe a few years older. He seems like someone people can trust. I’d like to believe I’m a good judge of character, Brent, an exception, of course.

“Nice to meet you, ma’am.” He says, nodding at me.

Smiling politely, I open the door for them. “Why don’t you guys come in.”

Once they are inside, I close and lock the door behind them before walking to the living room and taking a seat after telling them to do the same. Instead, they stand, staring at me intently. Feeling weird being the only one sitting, I stand and wait with my arms crossed.

“Is that the package you got today?” Cam asks, eyeing it like it’s a bomb about to explode.

“Yeah.”

“Can we take a look at it?” Officer Johnson asks.

Shrugging, I hand it to him and watch as he starts pulling the items out.

“Is this why you came back to Harper Falls?” Cam asks. When I nod, he swears under his breath. “Tell me everything that happened before today.”

“Everything?”

Cam’s stern expression has me sighing. “Brent and I were together for a couple of years. It turned abusive, and eventually, I had enough and left him. He didn’t like it, he found me, beat the shit out of me, and I ended up in the hospital.”

Officer Johnson whistles low, “That’s fucked up.”

“Yeah, well, they called my dad, and he brought me back home, but not before I filed charges against him and got a restraining order.”

“Smart thinking.” Officer Johnson adds while reading the note from the box.

“Have you heard from him before now, or was this the first time he’s contacted you since you left him?” Cam asks, his arms crossed against his chest, and his eyes leveling me with a hard stare.

“I haven’t heard anything from him in months, not since the night he showed up at my hotel room and told me I would always be his. Mother fucker! Is he even allowed to contact me like this?”

“That depends, what are the terms of the restraining order?” Cam asks as Officer Johnson hands the box over to him.

“He isn’t allowed to come within five hundred feet of me.”

“Technically, he didn’t violate the order, so we can’t arrest him for sending you this. Do you have his phone number?” Officer Johnson asks.

“Yeah, why?”

“We can trace it to find out where he is and go have a chat with him.”

“Jesus, that’s only going to piss him off.” I sigh, wishing this nightmare would finally end.

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