The only sound that could be heard was of my frantically beating heartbeat as I run through the dead streets of downtown Portland Oregon. The crisp night air stung my face and lungs as I ran for safety far away from where I just was.
I had just left work and was walking my usual route to the max station known as OldTown China Town when someone came up behind me and hit me in the back of the head knocking me to the ground with a thud.I yelled out into the night hoping that someone might hear me over the shrill cries of the max line in the distance but not one person came to my rescue, not one person out of the few that lingered around the back alleys know doubt stuck in their own worlds cared to investigate or come to my aid.All I could do is wait, all that was left for me to do is wait for the right moment to try and get away.The man kicked me in the sides and punched me in the face, I tried to shield myself the best I could but at times fails feeling the power from the man’s hits in the face.I waited for the man to grow tiered so I could make a run for it. I watched the mans movements the best I could through blurry eyes. I listed to his breathing get heavier with each blow until finally the man took a step back and I used it to my advantage.I used that as my opportunity and kicked the man in the knee, quickly get to my feet ignoring my bodies pleas to stop I quickly started to run.I ran this way and that taking all the turns I could with out getting lost in the maze of streets, trying to get as far away fearing that the man was behind me and would catch me at any moment.I keep pushing myself to keep going, I pushed my fear aside and kept pushing my sore body and lungs to keep going never look back.I reached the front steps of the police station feeling a small sense of relief wash over me hoping that they would help me.With the last ounce of strength I push my legs up the steps and will my arms to push on the heavy steal and glass doors open practically falling once I’ve managed to push them open.“Help please” I manage to get out just above a whisper from being out of breath my voice so low it didn’t reach their ears or their attention.Again I asked for help this time louder then before now that I’ve had a a chance to catch my breath, this time my request for help caught the attention of a small balding officer with a round belly.“I was” I take a deep breath to helpcontrol my frazzled nerves “I was just attacked please help me”The fat officer turns his attention to me and asks “Did you see who your attacker was”“No officer I didn’t get a look at his face please help me” I feel I like I’m begging for help they should willing le give me due to them being able to clearly see I need help.The officer leans against the information desk and says “Well then miss if you didn’t see the mans face all you can do is file a report and we’ll look into it”“But I was just attacked and beaten and your telling me that because I didn’t see my attacker you can’t help me” I try to keep myself calm only letting my voice let on that I was mad.“like I said miss file a report and an officer will look into it” the balding officer leans over the desk and picks up some papers and holds them out to me.“Unfucking believable it’s your jobs as law enforcement to help those who need it” I all but yell at the fat man before me who points to another officer then to the entrance doors.“Please escort the lady out if she’s not going to file her complaint” I roll my eyes, yanking my arm away from the officer that’s now standing to my left.“Fucking useless” I mutter to myself as I alone exit the police station.Good for nothing cops what the hell do we pay them for. I think to myself as I reach for my bag to pull out my cellphone only now realizing that I don’t have it and it’s probably long gone by now.I make a mental note to call and have my card canceled and dispute and charges that may be made.Now I have to not only use the payphone but find one that actually works and doesn’t smell like urine so I can call my brother Tommy to come pick me up.After walking around I found a actual working phone then press zero and wait for the operator to pick up .“Operator how may I connect the call” I give the lady Tommy’s number and wait for him to pick up.To say he was pissed once he answered was an understatement. He didn’t let me get a word in but eventually he calmed down enough to let me talk.I told him what happened and explained to him what the police told me and about how rude the officers where.He want off again, his temper getting the best of him at least he was no longer mad at me but with the officers who refused to do their jobs and help me.“Go back to the police station I’ll be there in a bit to get you. Don’t move” my reply was a yes dad and we hung up.Walking back to the police station on wobbly legs the two blocks I had to walk to find the payphone in the first place i take a seat and wait for Tommy.“You cant sleep her miss” a gruff voice yells down the stairs in my direction. “I’m not fucking sleeping I'm waiting for help and a ride home since you so called officers failed to do your jobs and help me or take me home as you should have” rude I know but I could care less at this point I came here to ask for help and they treated me like I was nothing and refused to help me as they should have.“If in an hour your still sitting there I will arrest you for loitering” the officer says as he walks away. I Ignoring the officer who takes his job way to seriously and turn back to watching the silent street for Tommy’s car. While I'm waiting I watch as a few people come and go some not walking back out. I watch as a few people are dragged into the station kicking and screaming and cussing at the arresting officers.I’ve been sitting on
It’s been a week since the incident outside of work and my boss Fred was kind enough to give me the week off to heal and rest. It’s also been a week sense I meet Chris and he hasn’t messaged or called me once to check on me or even just to talk. I’m laying in bed with the cover over my head ignoring the ringing of my alarm clock at the same time I’m trying to block out the light that shines through the sheer curtains I made the mistake of buying because I thought they were cute and fit the aesthetic of my small room. "Sasha Nichole get your ass up or your gonna be late for work" groaning into the pillow I pick my head up just enough to check the time. "Shit" it's 7:45 I have to be at the shop at 8:00 to open for Fred who asked me to open today because he had to take Monica his wife to the doctor. Fred and Monica have been married for forty years and moved to Portland in 1984 after their first son was born. Fred was friends with my dad who also happens to work at Fred’s place back
Christopher was not expecting me to come off as rude or cold as I did and I can tell by the look on his face he was quick to masks which changed his whole demeanor. After a few moments of standing on the busy sidewalk not saying a word to each other only a few blocks from the always loud and crowded Pioneer Squire I clear my throat and ask "How about we grab some lunch and start over" It’s the least I can do after being so rude to him when I should of just been mature about the whole name situation."Um sure why” Chris shrugs his shoulder then start to walk off in the opposite direction “But I pick the place" he send me a playful smile showing off his perfect white teeth and two dimples."Sure I can live with that" nudging his shoulder a bit with my own once I catch up to his wide strides we start the walk making small conversation as we go. We come to a stop outside of a restaurant I've passed a few times but never tried. Standing on the sidewalk looking in I’m not sure if now is th
For the rest of the week after we had lunch I busied myself with work and enrolling into community college to maybe start pre law classes in the spring. Another week passed with out a word from Chris as he had promised and I was done watching my phone waiting and hoping that the handsome, kind and funny man I had meet would call and set up a date like we had planed to. “Come on Sash please for me” Sofia has been asking me to go with her to this new club but it’s not really my kind of thing so I really don’t want to go. “Please, please, pretty pretty please just one night it will be fun” “Fine okay will you get back to work now” I laugh pushing Sofia away from the register and point to the shelf she had been dusting when she first asked me. Closing up the Shop for the night me and Sofia walk to the max and go our separate ways agreeing to meet up in two hours at my house since its closer to downtown. Walking through the front door I see a bouquet of beautiful red roses on the kitc
As I'm waiting for my Uber I hear a throat being cleared behind me, looking over my shoulder I see it's Christopher. "What do you want Chris just leave me alone" I roll my eyes looking back at the street taking a step closer to the curb sending him a hint to just leave and to get a better look down the street since its a one way and busy at this time of night."Sasha fuck I'm sorry okay” I hear him sigh behind me “I've had a few drinks and just fuck I'm sorry I didn't mean to act like a prick" I want to believe him because I've seen many sides of him in the two short encounters we've had and I know he’s right he has had a few drinks and I can hear it in his voice."Apology accepted now just leave me alone" I softly say loosing all my confidence while rubbing my arm were he had grabbed me. Chris’s eyes follow my movements and he takes a step closer with an out stretched hand as if he wanted to touch my arm but he drops his hand and puts them in his front pants pockets looking down at t
Chris P.O.VParking my truck a block away from the Downtown police station I put a dolor into the meter then walk tell I've reached the main entrance. Taking a deep breath already knowing how it’s going to go I walk up the front steps and through the steel and glass doors.This has been my routine for the last three and a half years after my little sister V went missing and the Detective stoped answering my calls.I’ve come down here once a week for the last three and a half years and not once have I been able to speck with the so called Detective that’s supposable been working the case, every time I come here I'm told that he’s not available or he’s not in or some bullshit excuse about he’s busy.“Fucking pigs I swear. What the fuck do these assholes do all day and night jerk off” I come out muttering and cursing the fat fuck I've come to know as officer Knott.Walking down the steps I see a small girl sitting on one of the benches. I take a seat next to her getting a look at her cute
Chris P.O.VIt’s been a week since I went to see if I could get any information or talk to the detective that’s on my sisters case and I asked my best friend Tony to come with me on our lunch break to see if I could finally get to speck with someone about V.“Dude it’s been years why do you always do this to yourself” Tony has come with me a few times and says I should just hirer a privet detective and at this point and after so many years I think he has a point but the problem with doing what he says is that a privet detect can do shit off the books and go digging in places the guys in blue can’t.“We go through this every time you come with me Tony” he sighs and holds his hands up in surrender and walks up the front steps with me to the large entrance door.“I’m here to see detective Harris” I coldly tell the lady that’s sitting at the information desk.“Is he expecting you” comes the lady’s question in a bored tone.“No” I answer back with just as much boredom in my tone as hers.“N
Chris P.O.VPortland has always been known for its small markets and shops and there's this one small oddities shop I've passed by a few times as I'm going to and from work I figured id check it out. I asked one of my work friends if he wanted to come with me since I’ve heard him talk about the place before and he said yes. Kevin and myself walk the two blocks from the office to the small shop, opening the door as an older man exiting the shop I walk in after he has passed with Kevin right behind me.I'm greeted by a soft voice “Welcome in feel free to ask if you need help” I remember that soft voice from last week looking to the register pale blue eyes meet my green ones and a wave of anxiousness washed over me as she rushed to grab her things and leave as quickly as she could.Not wanting her to think I totally forgot about her even though I kind of did with everything that’s been going on lately plus with the new development my ex girlfriend seemed to of given the Detective I have