Once I got home, I headed to my room. I knew what I needed to do. Pulling out the card I got from the police officer I mustered up the courage to make the call. As soon as I heard the dispatcher answer the line, "I need to speak with Officer Frank please." I was so upset about what he did to Jake, and I worried that he might hurt me with everything that had happened. So really he gave me no other choice but to file a formal complaint against him.
"Hello? This is Officer David Frank!" I hear his soft firm voice answer the line.
"Yes hello Officer, this is Makena Kindel. You came and ushered several boys off my porch a few weeks ago," I say into the line.
"I remember, has anything happened?" he asked, and I could hear the concern in his voice.
"Yes, he just attacked one of my friends tonight, and he has cornered me a few times, grabbing my wrist and not letting me leave until someone forces him. He is scaring me and I don't know what to do." I confess. Even telling him this much scares me, as he has informed me a few times that the cops would not stop him from doing anything to me. To make matters worse, he has a history of violence, and I am genuinely afraid of what he may do if I refuse to comply with his demands.
"Really, so do you want to press charges against him?" he asks.
"Won't that piss him off?" I ask.
"It might, I'm not willing to lie here Makena... it sounds like he might be obsessed with you, and believe me when I tell you that these things can get dangerous. I would definitely recommend filing charges, but ultimately it's up to you," he explained. I took a deep breath as I thought about what I needed to do. I can't let any of this continue. "That being said, I think the best course of action is to take precautionary measures, even if they may seem a little extreme," he advised. "It's always important to prioritize your safety." With that in mind, I decided that filing charges was the most effective way to ensure my safety and follow the necessary precautionary measures.
"I agree, so I think I need to do something," I responded to him. I made up my mind. I knew what I had to do. I had to act now before it was too late.
" I'm glad to hear it. Come to the police station before school and we will get them started. As soon as I file them, I will tell you what will happen." he says. I let him know I will be sure to show up in the morning before hanging up the phone. I head back to the living room. Mom had been trying to get me to watch her favorite scary movie from her childhood, so I pull up the movie SCREAM and pop some popcorn. I grab a small blanket and head to the couch to settle in and enjoy my movie. As I watch the opening scene, I hold the blanket up to my shoulders as I watch the girl slowly walk to turn on the light. My phone rings off just like hers does, and I jerk my body, letting out a shallow scream. I laugh nervously as I realize what I just did. I take a few deep breaths and shake my head, trying to calm my racing heart. I turn up the volume of the movie and settle in, determined to make it all the way through without any more surprises.
After I calmed myself down, I grabbed my phone and opened it to read the text. Reading the words sent shivers down my spine. - Movie time? I love the movie Scream! Which sent me sitting straight up staring at the open blinds. I felt like someone was watching me. I could feel the hairs on the back of my neck standing up as I looked around the room. Clutching my phone, I slowly got up to make sure I was alone. As I approached them, I looked out into the darkness wondering who was watching me. While ignoring the creepy text, I closed the blinds and sat back down turning the movie back on. I took a deep breath and tried to focus on the movie again. I heard a loud noise outside, which made me jump and I quickly ran to the window to check what it was. Seeing nothing, I shook my head and returned to the couch, determined to finish the movie. Hearing the phone chime again, I reluctantly grabbed it and read. -What, are you trying to just ignore me now?
I started to get nervous. I felt a knot in my stomach and my heart began to race. I had no idea what to say. I looked at the phone, my fingers lingering over the keys. Why was this person texting me like this so late on a Wednesday night? It had to be someone I knew, so I decided to respond this time. - Who is this?
-Oh you know who I am! This was the response, and I began to think, who would do this to me? I was so confused, I had no idea who this person could be. I felt scared and uneasy. I knew I had to find out who it was, so I kept texting them, trying to get more information. I sat up straight on the couch and sent another reply.
-Suri, this isn't funny! Stop it
-This isn't Suri!
Feeling scared I typed another response! - Then who is it?
- It's Jesse! Reading that caused me to jump up off the couch. I quickly looked around the room to make sure I was alone. I felt my heart racing and my palms sweating. I was so scared I couldn't move. Suddenly, I heard a loud crash and my body went rigid with fear. This is because her parents in the movie found her dead body and began to scream. I rush to my room, close the door and throw myself on my bed. How the hell did he even get my phone number? I wondered as I tried to think of how to reply to that. I was completely taken aback by this sudden and unexpected turn of events. I had no idea how to react or what to do, and my mind was racing with questions. At that moment, I felt a wave of fear and vulnerability wash over me. Then my phone chimes again and I read it. -So what, you're just planning to ignore me now?
-No... you just caught me off guard is all.
-I see, is that why you ran to your room?
How the hell did he know where I was in my own home? -How do you even know that? I ask and stare down at my phone waiting for his reply.
-That is for me to know. You are never going to find out. LOL
Receiving his response only confused me even more. I threw the phone down on my bed and ran into the bathroom to catch my breath. I felt like my head was spinning. I took some deep breaths and tried to think clearly. I knew he was hiding something from me, and I was determined to find out what it was. The fact that he knew what I was doing in my own home really freaked me out. I stared at my reflection in the mirror after I splashed some cold water on my face. I was determined to get to the bottom of this and find out why he was acting this way. I decided it would be wise to just go to bed. So I headed to the living room to turn off the movie and the lights before walking back to my room and hearing another chime from my phone. - Going to bed? Sweet dreams sweetheart! After I read those words I decided to turn my phone on to silent. Without responding, I climbed into my bed and tried to drift off to sleep. As I settled into bed, I hoped that my silence would be the best response to him; one that would make my point understood and, at the same time, make it clear that I was done with the conversation.