Jenny:
Flashback:
"Rayden, I don’t feel right. I feel like I was forced into giving you my virginity," I said as I dressed and sat on his bed. He had called to his pack yesterday to spend Valentine’s Day with him. But then he started making advances that I didn’t appreciate.
I wasn’t feeling it and told him over and over to stop, but he kept saying he knew I wanted it and that I was just being shy.
"What?" Rayden growled, turning around while pulling up his pants. "You’re still complaining about that?"
The look of disbelief on his face made question my own concerns about the night.
"We had fun. We both enjoyed it, so how about you stop freaking complaining now? You ruined the mont for us," he started yelling almost instantly, and I felt the urge to calm him down before he exploded.
"I’m not saying you raped or anything—" the mont I said that word, it was like I had stabbed him.
"Are you dead in your head?" He lunged at , pressing his finger so hard against my temple that I winced and crawled back on his bed. But before I knew it, he was coming onto .
He pushed down, wrapped his fingers around my neck, and tightened them. "You better start behaving now, or else—" the threat in his eyes scared . "I didn’t even use a condom, so you better behave because if you get pregnant, I won’t be there for you. So change your attitude if you want your baby’s father around."
The threat terrified .
I didn’t want to end up pregnant yet. But if I said that out loud, he would get even angrier, and his fingers would tighten around my neck even more.
His anger and behavior caused tears to form in my eyes, and I bet he saw them because, suddenly, he started laughing and loosened his grip on my neck before leaning down to kiss .
I wanted so badly to push him off , but deep down, I was relieved he was smiling. I didn’t want him to be angry again.
So I let him kiss , even though I didn’t move a single muscle. I just wanted to get out of here and go ho.
"You know I love you, right? And when a man has sex with a girl, it ans he loves her and craves her. You should be happy that I crave you enough to make it happen even when you were hesitant," his words sounded like a rabid dog barking, but out of fear, I acted like they made sense.
But this was just the beginning of his abuse and manipulation.
End of Flashback:
"No! He—did that to my daughter?" Dad was struggling to find the right reaction.
"It was the first ti, but definitely not the last. I was too scared to speak up because I knew nobody would believe ," my voice was shaky, and my eyes spilled tears.
"I would have believed you and fucking cut his dick off myself! Why didn’t you tell ?" My dad got up to hug , but I pulled away.
If he couldn’t show the sa empathy for my friend, he had no right to show it for .
"Would you? Did you believe Helanie or Lamar when they spoke up? I get that you wanted evidence, but when there was proof of him cheating on , you all told I was being dramatic. So no! Don’t use the evidence excuse on . You all defended him outright. A girl died—it wasn’t just soone saying he harassed her. You all took his side!" I started yelling, hugging myself.
"But—ahhh!" My dad scread, dropping to his knees and crying.
I could tell Penn was struggling too. But there was nothing they could do since I had already taken care of Rayden myself.
"So I had to do whatever I could to stop that man." I watched my mom tear up, and then everyone stared at in shock as I revealed the next part.
"Yesterday, when Helanie beat his ass—and he cried like a little bitch—I arrived at the location," I started, unable to make eye contact with Helanie anymore.
"He was, umm, talking to soone." I had to wait and see if Helanie would tell her side. Since she did, I decided to co clean about Rayden’s actions and my involvent in his own downfall.
"He was talking to his father about the murder of Evaline Baker. He was specifically telling him to get rid of the records and plant so dead pack mbers’ DNA at the scene and in the files so that when Helanie told her side, she would seem like a liar." I finished, watching gasps fill the air as I put Mores on the stand.
"Huh?" The man had gone completely silent at my accusations against his son. He knew his best friend wouldn’t stand by him now, and with his son dead, all the heat would be on him alone.
"Jenny, why are you lying, daughter? Did Helanie and Lamar put you up to this? Because I know you used to be so happy with him. If you weren’t, wouldn’t you have left?" Mores hit with the sa toxic nonsense they always throw at victims when they co forward.
But this wasn’t about Rayden looking at weird or making rude remarks now and then. He put his hands on , manipulated into thinking I wanted it, cheated on , and hurt in so many ways. Even if they tried to cover up his cris with lies, I would still know the truth.
They couldn’t manipulate —I was one of his victims.
"Really? So happy that I killed him?" I watched his jaw hit the floor as I confessed. Their eyes started to grow wider and I knew at that mont that I had said the right thing.
"I killed him. I did. And I should have done it a long ti ago."
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