Later that evening, Sky and Star found themselves passing by one of the supply buildings near the edge of the park. Sky stopped momentarily to smile over at the building, then back at Star. He then took another drag of his cigarette and reached out for her wrist to pull her back toward him as he then tossed away the cigarette.
“You realize we have just over an hour before we have to be back on the buses again?” he told her thoughtfully as she easily let him pull her close
“And?” she smiled, having been his lover long enough now to know that look in his dark eyes.
“And then it’s back home to be the dutiful son and daughter who will try to go another night in separate beds to make mommy and daddy less stressed” he teased as he pushed away a lock of her hair, placing a gentle kiss on her lips as he did.
“And?” she repeated knowingly.
“Come on, you” he smirked as he pulled her with him into the darkened supply shack, tossing the door shut again behind them.
“I can’t see a thing in here” Star laughed as he closed that door.
“I guess we’ll have to go from memory then” he smirked back as he moved in for another kiss there in the dark shack.
Only a moment later, the two felt their way to a workbench against the wall, where Sky pushed away a few tools and set Star there in their place. A moment later, he reached underneath her skirt and began pulling her panties down her legs as she just let out another small laugh.
It was barely another moment before he was undoing his own pants and moving forward to pull her to the edge of the bench and slide himself inside her already waiting wetness. It was mere seconds of those first few gentle thrusts before they were startled by the sound of some metal item being tripped over in a darkened corner of the shack.
They both turned their heads to see a more than embarrassed Alana stepping forward from the shadows, her bright blush apparent even in the dark, “Sorry, I was already...” she just shook her head through her stammered apology, “I’ll just be going” she added quickly as she awkwardly rushed from the shack, closing the door tightly behind her once more.
Still inside Star, Sky laid his head against her shoulder as they both let out their own awkward laughs, “guess that went slightly better than the last time we got caught doing this” Sky had to tease to alleviate both of their own embarrassment.
“A bit” Star agreed with her own slight laugh. “I guess there’s a few people who finally have started to believe in our ‘lack of common DNA’” she added with a smirk.
“Either that or she’s more twisted than we supposedly are” Sky smirked back.
Star allowed another small laugh, “so, should we stop?” she asked as she bit her lip slightly.
“Well, unless someone else is hiding in the shadows, I think we are at least alone now” Sky teased. And with that, the two easily returned to their previous activity again.
The two were just feeling the end of their mutual orgasms, and trying to catch their breath a few minutes later, when they each looked up at a sound outside the shack. “That doesn’t sound like a good sound” Sky whispered as he finally removed himself from Star and slowly began refastening his pants as she leaned down to slide her panties back up her legs.
“Is that crying?” she asked worriedly.
“More like whimpering, in pain” Sky stated worriedly as Star slid down from the bench to shakily stand next to him.
The two then nervously made their way back out of the shack, despite their still rapid heartbeats and breathing. That’s when they heard another pained moan coming from the shadowy wooded area behind the shack that was at the edge of the park. They looked at each other with more worry and made their feet carry them around the corner of the shack, toward the sound.
There they found Curt on top of Alana, pushing her face first into the ground as he forcefully entered her repeatedly from behind as she moaned and whimpered through tears for him to stop. Both of their hearts nearly stopping at the sight, Sky and Star screamed for him to stop then as well.
“Mind your own fucking business” Curt growled back, not even looking up from his task to see who was intruding upon it.
Neither of them in anything but panic mode then, they took a step forward, hands clenched tightly together, and glared over at him in rage and more than a few of their own memories of victimization at his hands. In the next moment, Curt’s body was lifted into the air, and flew nearly twenty feet to crash against one of the high fence posts around the park, where he then crumpled unconscious to the ground at the force of the impact.
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They both then rushed toward where Alana lay shaking, crying and bleeding on the ground, her clothes torn as sobs wracked her body. Neither of them were sure then of what they even could say to comfort her, as there were just no words at all that possibly could.
Finally, Star forced words, though they were a whisper, “just call the police.”
Alana just whimpered and curled herself into a tighter ball there on the ground as Sky swallowed hard and looked back at Star, “they’ll ask how that happened to him” Sky whispered back.
“Sky” Star shook her head and looked back down at Alana, “just make the call” she sniffled.
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The two of them spent the rest of their night, not surprisingly, at the police station. Over and over they were asked questions they just couldn’t answer at all. At least not without being shipped off to some lab to be studied again, and both would rather slit their wrists the whole way through before letting anything like that ever happen to them again.
They were now being asked the same questions by a third officer as the hours ticked away. “And how did the two of you stop the assault again?” they were being asked once more.
“We screamed for him to stop” Sky gave the same answer flatly again, his eyes locked on the table that sat between he and Star, and whatever officer was interrogating them at the moment.
“Yes, we got that. But that didn’t make him stop. So, how was he stopped?”
Star let out another exhausted breath, “why are we the ones being questioned, when he’s the one who was raping Alana?”
The officer shook his head back at her, “we need to know the whole story, Miss Vargas.”
Star shook her head with exasperation, “no, you really don’t. He raped her. There’s no debate about that. Then we called you. There’s your whole story. Can we please go now?”
That was when the officer let out his own sound of exasperation, “considering you two are the witnesses; we would really like to get the rest of the story a little clearer in our heads.”
“What is that supposed to mean?” Sky asked defensively.
“Just, this isn’t the first time you two have been in this police station after a young girl was horribly hurt, is it?” the officer told them pointedly, causing both their heads to snap up at the implication.
“Excuse me?” Sky finally managed.
“Cassie Sampson. Three years ago. Nearly falls to her death with only two witnesses present. Ring a bell?” the officer told them smartly.
“What?” was all Sky could manage, not able to stop the feeling of walls closing in on he and Star very quickly. And it only made matters worse that they honestly had no idea what the other versions of themselves had said those three years ago when confronted with questions about Cassie.
“Cassie falling? Three years ago? Curt raped Alana, tonight!” Star retorted angrily, “are you trying to accuse us of raping her now instead? You can’t be serious” she scoffed.
“No, we’re not looking at you for the rape. We know that was Curt” the officer supplied, though his voice was still full of accusation and suspicion.
“Looking at us?” Sky repeated with further disbelief.
“This is about the assault on Mr. Spencer, and in retrospect, we’re reopening the Cassie Sampson case too. Now would you like to give us some answers?”
“The assault on....?” Sky just shook his head, his disbelief only outweighed by the worry he had about the second part of that sentence.
“He’s a rapist! Caught in the act!” Star exclaimed with her own outrage.
“That’s not the debate, Miss Vargas. But rapist or not, assault is still assault.”
“We were trying to stop a rape, and now we’re...?” Star just shook her head then too.
“Total transparency here, you’ll probably only get off with a fine or a warning for Curt, but it’s re-opened a lot of unanswered questions about the claims Miss Sampson has been making about you both for three years now.”
Sky then had to speak up again, “Curt raped Alana. Cassie got drunk and fell off a cliff. The only thing the same about either of those things is that we happened to be there” he shook his head again.
“Should I bring up the other similar factors?” the officer retorted.
“What factors?” Star asked with another shake of her head.
The officer took a deep breath, “well for one, in both cases, the victim stated that the two of you were... engaged in a certain activity prior to the incidents happening.”
“What?” Sky choked on the word.
“Cassie and Alana both claim that they caught the two of you having sex minutes before the rest of the events unfolded. Obviously, you're both minors, so that’s not a crime in itself. But it is a pretty strange similarity, you must admit” the officer told them with a raised brow as he looked over the files in front of him.
Sky scoffed, “you’re questioning us for having sex on a night when two girls got hurt? Not sure how that suffices as evidence of anything except maybe shitty timing on our parts.”
“And there’s the other factor” the officer stated as he looked at them warily.
“Which is?” Sky asked as he and Star both felt their breath catch.
“We wrote it off when Cassie said it. I mean she was drunk that night. And it was pretty ridiculous. But now a girl who was completely sober, and who you two technically were trying to help rather than harm, says the same sort of thing. We have to look into it at this point” the officer stated with a heavy sigh.
“What exactly are you referring to, now?” Sky made himself ask.
The officer sighed once more, “I’ve never been much of a believer in any kind of ‘psychic phenomena’ bullshit; but I’m really trying to find some other explanation for two skinny goth kids being able to overpower a quarterback, from twenty feet away, without even touching him, apparently.”
Sky and Star felt both their hearts sink as they were immediately flooded with all those reawakened fears of the possibility of being locked up in some lab to be studied again. Especially after they had finally, after so long, found a world where they thought they might actually be able to have a chance to be happy together, at last.
But their expressions were not the only ones that showed a million emotions that night as Brie and Connor just looked on in shock, from the other side of the window of the interrogation room, having no clue how to even feel about any of what they were hearing about their children doing or even being capable of doing right then.