Chapter 48

Brooklyn's POV

"Alright, we are all set up here." Leroy said as he finished replacing the tape in the camera he had set up on a tripod.

Chris was sitting across from me with a notepad out. Leroy was the only and first human council member. Chris was in raining that's why he was allowed to sit in durring the interview.

"Leroy, would it be alright if Scott or my dad sat with me?" I asked him with a pleading look. I know it wasn't allowed, but I knew if I didn't have someone beside me I couldn't tell them what happened.

"Yeah, Scott buddy, come sit with your girlfriend!" Leroy motioned him over. I blushed when he referred to me as Scott's girlfriend. It was nice to be called his and his girlfriend.

Scott grabbed my hand under the table that sat in my lap after he pulled the chair closer and sat down beside me. "Where would you like me to start?" I asked.

"We already talked to your dad, and to Scott. Now we need your story." Leroy told me and sat down in his chair next to Chris.

"And when you interview, Ryan? What if what he says makes what I say seem false?" I ask him playing with Scott's fingers as he held my hand in his.

"We also have the medical records plus copies of the video and the photos." I cringed at what he said and my whole body heated with embarrassment.

"I've seen the video Leroy, it shows no foul play. I look complicate durring the entire act." I looked down, Scott rubbed the back of my hand with his thumb.

"Not at the end. Now are you ready?" He asked. I took a deep breath then nodded my head.

"It's really hazy from my failed shift and my heat, can I start from when I woke up after Ryan had taken me?" He nodded his head. I glanced at the camera then back at him with a sigh.

"Okay," I shifted in my seat some. "I woke up in a dark bedroom. I was hot, naked, and confused. He had me cuffed to the bed posts by my wrists and ankles, it was not long before the door opened and I wasn't sure who it was. But I knew it was human due to the scent, and with that I had a feeling it was, Ryan."

"For clarification, by Ryan? You mean Ryan Dale?" Leroy asked me.

"Yes!" I gave him a single nod.

Chris scribbled down his notes as I answered his questions. "Continue please, Brooklyn!"

I cleared my throat feeling a lump trying to form out of nervousness. "Once he turned on a light it confirmed my suspicion that it was him. After a few moments of him smack talking he showed me the packet of drugs he found in my jeans." I stole a glance from Scott only to find him looking at me already.

"Where did you get the drugs from?" He asked me, I turned my gaze back to Leroy.

"My brother, Levi!" I pulled my hand from Scott's and brushed some hair behind my ear.

I caught sight of my dad in the background and by the looks of his red face, he didn't seem too happy about finding out about his children messing around with drugs.

"Your brother?" I nodded my head.

"My brother, Zachary was the only person who knew about my struggle when I was a teenager. Seems I can't keep secrets when it comes to triplets." I shook my head with a roll of my eyes.

Leroy smiled at me. "What did Ryan do with this drug? Did he use it on himself?"

"Evventually!" I murmured. "But he used it on me first, I forgot I had it. I was planning on throwing it out because my brother wasn't sure what it was and I didn't want to chance it, plus I don't like needles." I shook my head with a face. "It made me feel numb, I couldn't think for myself and..." I shook my head not wanting to mention it.

"What is it?" Scott whispered and brushed his thumb over my cheek.

I closed my eyes and tilted my head down. "It doesn't matter, forget about it." I said and he sighed deeply.

"Alright," Leroy looked over his papers. "The video recording was around an hour long. Does that seem about right for you?" I shrugged my shoulders, while I was with him while also under the influence of the drug it felt like hours, like the minutes only lasted excruciatingly long the longer I was there.

I got up from the table and walked away from them. "Brooke?" Scott called my name.

"I can't do it. I thought I coukd, but I cannot." I turned around and told the three of them. I didn't want to know how long it lasted for, nor did I want to know that they held copies of the worst moment of my life.

I turned back around going back for my bedroo.

Before I even got to my bedroom door so I could hide, my mother teleported in front of me making me step back from her. Her aura was strong and it made my skin feel tight due to how tense I suddenly felt standing before her.

I whimpered at how strong it was, I didn't have Zena to help me fight it off. "Turn around and go back into that kitchen!" She pointed her finger in the direction I just came from.

I shook my head at her and she growled at me for telling her no.

"If you dont finish your interview, he walks." She told me sternly. "For all of it, Brooklyn."

"He already is" I croaked out. Her aura was suffocating me. "What's the point in trying to keep him from going to jail now? He has money, he can bail out!"

She narrowed her eyes at me. "I have been where you are now, I know how it feels to relive the most horrific parts of our past. But you have to do it, Brooke."

"They have a video, and pictures. They don't need my statement for that!" I pushed past her and opened up my bedroom door. After closing it I was finally able to take in a huge breath of air now that her aura wasn't surrounding me.

I felt like I deserved everthing that has happened since I was brought home. The loss of my wolf, and my only power is me being able to block out Scott. And now I find out I'm pregnant with my rapists child? Well I deserve that too.

The bedroom door crashes open in a loud bang and I screamed because it was knocked off the hinges it was slammed so hard against the wall.

I dropped my hands from my face, I look at the door then at Scott who was breathing heavily.

"Why did you do that? You broke the door. Scott!" I told him. I could tell he was angry, what about? I had no idea, didn't care at this particular moment.

"You better fix it because I'm not loosing my security deposit!" That was a good chuck of money, and if they find out he broke the door and put a hole in the wall I won't get it back whenever I decide to move out.

"Screw that deposit!" He snarled.

"Then you can give me back eight hundred dollars!" I snapped at him now becoming slightly irritated at his sudden mood.

"Fine, I'll double it. on one condition." He lifted one of his fingers then raised an eyebrow at me.

I sighed rolling my eyes at him. I then glared at the broken door then at him again. "What is your condition?" I asked him.

He came over and towered over me, I looked up at him his blue eyes were bright and I knew that this wasn't Scott, but his Lycan, Ezekiel. "What do you want me to do so badly that you had to break the door down to tell me you furry freak?"

He smirked at me and raised his brow again. "I want you," he leaned down and got so close to my face that our lips were merely inches from each other. "to stop blaming youraelf for what Ryan did, drugs will make you say and you anything you normally wouldn't."

My breathing quickened at his close proximity. He hasn't been this intimately close to me since I got home. A few light kisses here and there,but never this close.

I missed it but I didn't want him to touch me either. I felt like my body was run though and didn't deserve to be touched by any man ever again. Even by my mate. Even him.

"What did I just say?" I looked down. I couldn't help where my thoughts take me. It was all Ryan's fault.

Scott griped my chin with his fingers and lifts my head back up.

"I" he pecked my lips.

"Love" he pecks them again.

"You!" He does it again but he keeps his lips on mine and tries to deepen the kiss.

He growls because I didn't give him the reaction that he was hoping for. "I'm sorry, Scott!" I told him taking a step back while pushing on his chest. "Scott, I can't. I'm sorry." I aplogize again and turn away from him, and walk towards the bathroom.

My hand touched my lips as they tingle from when he just kissed me, and I missed his touch terribly. But I knew I was doing the right thing by staying away from him. I would rather be the one who was hurt rather than him.

Without my wolf I felt alone and depressed. Without her I was thinking some really dark thoughts again.

Like going against the Moon Godess and rejecting Scott too just for her paring him with a shameless slut!

And that? Broke my heart!