“Was he saying anything to you?”
“Not really. He told me his name was Rick for some reason. I knew I was in deep shit though because he kept looking at me like I was some piece of meat or something. Kept licking his lips and staring at my chest.”
“What happened next?”
“Uh…,” I searched for the best way to describe what happened next. My head was starting to pound. “He started to grab me. He had a knife and was holding it to my neck while he tried to pull my pants down with his other hand.
The blood drained from Kaitlyn’s face. “Did you fight back?”
“At first, yeah, but he was too strong. I kicked and squirmed as much as I could but he was big. I could hardly breath under all his weight let alone get away. He had my door blocked in too, so there was no jumping out and running.”
“This is disgusting,” she said.
“But then, right when I was about to give up, I saw him.”
“Who?” she asked, now with a bit more life in her voice.
“Some guy. He was out for a run when he heard me screaming in the car. I guess he wanted to help me so he came over. He just threw open the car door and ripped the asshole off of me. It’s like, one-minute I was ready to accept the horrible thing that was about to happen to me and the next my problems were gone.”
“What happened after that?”
“He beat the shit out of him is what happened. That fucking wannabe rapist probably has a few broken bones and his face is all busted up from what I could see.”
“But what about the other guy? You said there was two of them?”
“I didn’t see the other guy… I think Rick was waiting on someone in the alley but I didn’t see him until he almost ran me over with the car.”
“Did the cops get anybody?” Her questions were coming a mile a minute.
“They didn’t.” I said, plainly. “They got away...”
Kaitlyn grabbed a glass of water from the kitchen for me. My voice was starting to crack. It was more from the emotion than being parched, either way I accepted it gladly. I took a long cool drink to help me collect myself.
“So… Does this hero of yours have a name?” She was still tentative but her tone was more relieved.
“His name was Luke, he had a gym nearby and that’s where his car was parked so he gave me a ride home.”
“He had a gym, like, what do you mean? He was working out after midnight?”
“I mean he owned it. It was his place,” I answered.
“And his name was Luke?” she asked. The way she was looking at me told me she knew something I didn’t.
“What? Why are you looking at me like that?”
“Just keep going,” she said.
It was an odd thing to say but I continued. “I called the cops and told them what happened, then he drove me home. That’s it.”
“What did he look like?” Kaitlyn asked.
“I told you he was a fucking creep. Nasty teeth…”
“No, the other guy… Luke,” she asked.
“Seriously, Kaitlyn?” I replied. “A fucking crazy pervert assaults me and you want to know about the other guy? Give it a rest.”
She shook her head and a small smile crossed her lips. “Don’t get me wrong. I’m glad you’re okay. It’s just…”
She walked across the room and picked my macbook pro up off the floor. “Sit down,” she said.
I watched as she pulled up the browser and punched something into Google.
She flipped the macbook around in her hands and faced the screen toward me.
“Was this the guy?” she asked with a triumphant smirk.
I couldn’t mistake those piercing dark eyes. It was definitely my hero from the night before. The reaction on my face said what I didn’t have to.
“I’m right, aren’t I?!” she exclaimed. “How do you not know who Luke Greer is?”
“I… what?” I said, now more confused than ever.
I tried to read the headline of the article she had brought up but she snapped the machine shut and almost fell over backwards, laughing.
“That’s crazy,” she yelled in astonishment. “Have you been living under a rock for the last year?”
“Why, who is he?” I asked. I remained guarded, although her excitement was peaking my interest.
“Bria Hudson I told you that stupid job was consuming you. The only way you wouldn’t know about Luke Greer is if your head was buried in legal documents. Do you ever even talk to anybody besides me?”
“Okay, shut up,” I said, this time with a little more force. “I get it. Just tell me who he is.”
“Wow!” exclaimed Kaitlyn. “He’s only the biggest sports star in the world right now.”