The Door by jusylee72 Witness contest entry |
Warning: The author has noted that this contains the highest level of language. "You say you opened the door." "Yes." "At three o'clock in the morning? Why would you do that?" "I didn't realize it was so late." "Why not? Don't you have a clock?" "Yes, but I usually go to sleep about ten. I have a cold so I took NyQuil and went to sleep early." "So you were under the influence." "What do you mean? Under the influence? I took some cold medicine." "Cold medicine? Are you sure it wasn't something else?" "Yes, I'm sure. I took NyQuil about 7:30." "Did you have any alcohol with it?" "No. I didn't take anything else. What the heck are you talking about?" "Now don't get defensive, I'm just trying to get the facts." "The facts are simple. I took NyQuil around 7:30 p.m. I heard a knock on my door. I assumed it was early. I didn't look at a clock. I looked out the window. I thought it was a friend of mine that I play golf with. I had no idea it was 3 O'clock in the morning." "And you opened the door willingly?" "Yes, I looked out the window by my door. I didn't have my glasses on. I thought it was a friend of mine." "Are your friends in the habit of showing up at three in the morning?" "No." "Come on, you knew the guy." "No, but I thought I did." "What happened next." "As soon as I opened up the door, I realized I didn't know him." "But you still talked to him." "I was confused." "Confused about what?" "He started talking as soon as I opened the door. He was making a reference to the house across the street. He said something about how he helped them move earlier today." "What did you do next?" "I began to feel uneasy. I put my hand on the door knob and said something like, "Look, I really don't feel comfortable with this. I have to go." "You've got to be kidding me. You were polite to this guy?" "Yes, I just thought he was weird. I didn't think he was there to hurt me." "Yet, you claim he raped you?" "What do you mean claim? Look at me. We are in a hospital. The nurses have already seen every part of me. They gave me a rape test. They had to get samples. I have bruises on my arms. My face is swollen. I did what was right. I called the police. I came to the hospital." "But you aren't crying and you don't seem emotionally upset." "I haven't let myself." "So you have control over your emotions?" "No, I didn't say that." "Come on, you knew the guy. You opened your door. You had sex. It got a little rougher than you wanted. So now you're trying to get back at the guy." "No, I never knew the guy. I thought I knew him when I opened the door." "You don't need to raise your voice." "What? I don't need to raise my voice. I have been raped. I am hurt. I am bruised and your acting like I made it all up." "Just trying to get the facts, Missy." "Missy? My name is April. April Decker. I am an educated woman. I am 26 years old. I don't look for sex from strangers. I simply opened the door at the wrong time. That is all I am guilty of - I opened a fucking door." "Oh, now your cussing at me. What happened to that emotional control?" "Nurse, can you get him out of here?" "Oh, so now I'm making you uncomfortable. You are getting angry. I see tears in your eyes now. You've been caught in a lie and you don't know what to say anymore." "GET OUT! Nurse, stop him. Get the doctor. Is my Mom here yet? Please, I can't take this anymore." "Sir, will you step outside, please? The patient is really upset. I need to get the doctor." "Sure, sure. I have enough information for now anyway. Let me know when you're ready to tell the truth." ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Detectives report. No real evidence. No suspect. Not a top priority. Alleged victim opened the door.
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