let me go.”
Mark ignored her and asked, “Are you hurt? Did someone hurt you?”
Jessica shook her head, still trying to struggle out of his grip.
“No,” she said shakily, looking around as a small crowd began to gather around them.
“Jessica, I need you to calm down and explain to me what happened to you,” Mark commanded.
“Let me go! I can’t……I just can’t” She cried in anger and frustration. Mark could tell she was embarrassed to tell him.
Mark did as he was told, but he didn’t like it. He let go of her shoulders and she ran off into the night. He knew she would be back, because she would need to get home somehow. He knew it was better to leave her alone to get her bearings together.
He let out a frustrated breath as she ran into the darkness.
Then he turned and heard a male and female voice calling her name.
“Jessica!”
“Jessica!”
Mark turned to see Jessica’s pale friend, and another boy almost run past him as they tried to catch up to Jessica.
“Hey! The two of you, come here,” he ordered stopping them cold in their tracks.
Tessa seemed surprised to see him, and said, “Hi Sheriff.”
“What the hell just happened to her?” Mark asked the two of them.
The boy turned and shifted on his uncomfortably, and Tessa was still looking into the dark looking for her friend. Mark noticed she was holding two purses; one of them must have been Jessica’s.
Tessa and the other boy exchanged looks and Tessa finally said, “She had a little accident and Mandy began to yell at her in front of everyone.”
Mark could tell her friend was upset for Jessica, because she was practically in tears.
“Are you a friend of hers too?” Mark asked the boy. It did not get past Mark the boy smelled like vomit, liquor, and had stains on his t-shirt.
The boy nodded, but didn’t say anything.
“Did Mandy hurt her?” Mark asked, as he almost glared at the duo for not answering his questions with the truth.
The boy shook his head, and then looked into the distance.
Mark turned as Tessa looked behind him to see Jessica walking back to the group.
“Are you alright?” He asked, wanting her attention.
She ignored him, and just looked at Tessa. “Can you take me home now?”
Tessa looked between her and Mark, and Mark nodded slowly. He had really wanted Jessica to tell him what happened to her.
The boy moved forward and said, “Jessica, I’m sorry.”
Jessica didn’t say anything as Tessa wrapped her arms around her upset friend and they walked off to a car parked near Mark.
Mark turned to the boy and asked, “What’s your name?”
“Danny,” he answered, his eyes widening.
“What happened to her?” Mark asked, ignoring the boy’s guilt.
Danny looked at him for a moment and he knew he was wondering if he should answer.
“Just tell me, we are breaking up this party anyway,” Mark said, annoyed.
“She drank too much and got sick from one of the drinks,” Danny responded. “Mandy got pissed and yelled at her.”
Mark nodded, pleased that their stories matched.
“All right, you better get your stuff and go home, this party is over,” Mark said.
Danny nodded and walked quickly off into the night.
Mark then adjusted his hat, and his holster, and began to walk towards the Cooper residence.
….
Mark was exhausted the next day, but he still had morning duty.
It took them almost three hours of getting the kids out of the home, calling parents, and making a couple of arrests for disorderly conduct, and drug possession.
He only arrested them if they gave him any trouble, and there were a few, but most were released right away to their parent or guardian.
Mandy Cooper was cited for underage drinking, among other things, and told them to fuck off, but bristled after she was threatened with
Mark ignored her and asked, “Are you hurt? Did someone hurt you?”
Jessica shook her head, still trying to struggle out of his grip.
“No,” she said shakily, looking around as a small crowd began to gather around them.
“Jessica, I need you to calm down and explain to me what happened to you,” Mark commanded.
“Let me go! I can’t……I just can’t” She cried in anger and frustration. Mark could tell she was embarrassed to tell him.
Mark did as he was told, but he didn’t like it. He let go of her shoulders and she ran off into the night. He knew she would be back, because she would need to get home somehow. He knew it was better to leave her alone to get her bearings together.
He let out a frustrated breath as she ran into the darkness.
Then he turned and heard a male and female voice calling her name.
“Jessica!”
“Jessica!”
Mark turned to see Jessica’s pale friend, and another boy almost run past him as they tried to catch up to Jessica.
“Hey! The two of you, come here,” he ordered stopping them cold in their tracks.
Tessa seemed surprised to see him, and said, “Hi Sheriff.”
“What the hell just happened to her?” Mark asked the two of them.
The boy turned and shifted on his uncomfortably, and Tessa was still looking into the dark looking for her friend. Mark noticed she was holding two purses; one of them must have been Jessica’s.
Tessa and the other boy exchanged looks and Tessa finally said, “She had a little accident and Mandy began to yell at her in front of everyone.”
Mark could tell her friend was upset for Jessica, because she was practically in tears.
“Are you a friend of hers too?” Mark asked the boy. It did not get past Mark the boy smelled like vomit, liquor, and had stains on his t-shirt.
The boy nodded, but didn’t say anything.
“Did Mandy hurt her?” Mark asked, as he almost glared at the duo for not answering his questions with the truth.
The boy shook his head, and then looked into the distance.
Mark turned as Tessa looked behind him to see Jessica walking back to the group.
“Are you alright?” He asked, wanting her attention.
She ignored him, and just looked at Tessa. “Can you take me home now?”
Tessa looked between her and Mark, and Mark nodded slowly. He had really wanted Jessica to tell him what happened to her.
The boy moved forward and said, “Jessica, I’m sorry.”
Jessica didn’t say anything as Tessa wrapped her arms around her upset friend and they walked off to a car parked near Mark.
Mark turned to the boy and asked, “What’s your name?”
“Danny,” he answered, his eyes widening.
“What happened to her?” Mark asked, ignoring the boy’s guilt.
Danny looked at him for a moment and he knew he was wondering if he should answer.
“Just tell me, we are breaking up this party anyway,” Mark said, annoyed.
“She drank too much and got sick from one of the drinks,” Danny responded. “Mandy got pissed and yelled at her.”
Mark nodded, pleased that their stories matched.
“All right, you better get your stuff and go home, this party is over,” Mark said.
Danny nodded and walked quickly off into the night.
Mark then adjusted his hat, and his holster, and began to walk towards the Cooper residence.
….
Mark was exhausted the next day, but he still had morning duty.
It took them almost three hours of getting the kids out of the home, calling parents, and making a couple of arrests for disorderly conduct, and drug possession.
He only arrested them if they gave him any trouble, and there were a few, but most were released right away to their parent or guardian.
Mandy Cooper was cited for underage drinking, among other things, and told them to fuck off, but bristled after she was threatened with
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