Chapter Six

Not wanting to waste her time in L.A, Mindy had arranged to meet with another studio executive. She flew to L.A on December seventh. She had a meeting with a studio executive that night. The executive worked for
Storm Productions. It wasn’t a big company by any measure. And Mindy felt she had a better chance of getting on with them. Her appointment was at seven. Which Mindy thought was kind of late. But the executive said that was the only time he could squeeze her in. So she arrived in L.A that afternoon. She stopped to drop her things off at Tom’s guest house. She had told Colby she wasn’t coming in until the eleventh. But that was actually the day she planned to fly out. She would stop and talk to Colby, but that was it. As she walked toward the building warning bells went off in her head. She had the overwhelming sense that something bad was going to happen to her at this meeting. She wondered if she should turn around and leave. But she had no idea what the bad feeling meant? Most likely it meant that she was going to be turned down. She decided to ignore the feeling, and continued inside.
As she entered the office of Brett Myers, her instincts told her something was wrong. There was no secretary there to meet her. But before she could go a young man walked out of his office and smiled.

“You must be Mindy, I’m Brett Myers. Come on in.” He said guiding her to his office. A shiver went down her spine as he put his arm around her to guide her into his office. “Have a seat, I’ve been looking forward to meeting you.”

“Thank you.” She replied she had the distinct urge to run. She didn’t like the way this man was looking at her.

“I’ve been looking over the screenplays you wrote for Disney. There very good.” He told her still smiling. “Why stop writing for Disney? It appears you’ve made quite a lot of money working for them?”

“I want to move away from kid stuff.” She told trying to get a hold of herself.

“Yes, I took a look at the script you sent me. It’s pretty good.” He said. “But the love scenes are pretty weak.”

“Oh.” Mindy said. She had been afraid of that. She had written the script in question before she started fooling around with Colby. She had stayed away from writing love scenes because she didn’t want to think about Colby. It hurt too much. “I could work on those.”

“Could you? I get the impression from reading this script that you don’t have a lot of experience in this department.” He replied.

“No.” Mindy admitted with a blush.

“That’s going to be a big problem. Sex is a big seller in the movie business.” He told her with a frown.

“I realize that.” Mindy said with disappointment.

“You need to get some experience in that department, if you’re ever going to make it in this business. I could help.” He said with a smile his eyes moving over her.

“Thank you, but I’ll just stay with Disney for now.” She replied feeling a chill move through her. “Thanks for taking the time to see me.” She quickly rose to her feet.

“Wait where are you going.” He said grabbing her arm as she tried to leave. “I’m offering you a chance. It would be wise to take me up on my offer. I’ve got a lot of influence in this town. I can help you, or I can hurt you.”

“What do you mean?” She choked out. He had turned her to face him.

“Simple, work with me and I’ll help you in ways you couldn’t imagine.” His hands slowly rubbed down her arms.

“I’m not interested but thank you.” She said with a shudder. She gasped in outrage as his hand slid down her blouse to cup her breast. “Get your hands off me, I’m leaving.”

“No you’re not.” He grabbed her kissing her. Mindy struggled against him. She couldn’t believe this was happening. His hand grasping her breast while his other hand grabbed her ass. “Let go of me!” She said fighting to get free. She cried out as he grabbed a handfull of hair and wrenched her head back.

“Stop fighting, I’m gonna help you.” He told her shaking her.

“I don’t want your help.” She cried reaching up her nails clawed down his face, drawing blood.

“You bitch he shoved her back causing her to fall against his desk. The back of her head hit the desk. Sending a shooting pain through her head. She was momentarily stunned. He tore her blouse open, pulling down her bra he fondled her naked breast. Her vision had blurred and she felt dizzy. Her mind screamed out for help. He was pushing her skirt up, she felt him remove her panties. He’s going to rape me she thought finally coming out of her daze. He was on top of her, his mouth on her breast. He bit down on her nipple. As she started to struggle again. He tried to kiss her. She bit down on his lip.

“You bitch.” He sat back, and slapped her hard a crossed the face. He tried to catch her flaying hands. And when he leaned forward she brought her knee up into his groin.

“You bitch.” He said groaning. She managed to push him off her. She scrambled to her feet. She had lost her shoes in her struggles with him. She didn’t care she ran bare foot from the room, holding her blouse closed. She bumped into a startled woman in the hall but just kept on running. She had grabbed her purse on the way out. She raced from the building and jumped into the car she had borrowed from Tom. She could hardly see she was crying so hard. She quickly locked the doors. But her hands were shaking so bad she couldn’t get the key in the ignition.

Acrossed town Colby was playing cards with Matt, Doug, and Bill a fellow intern and friend. He was staring at his cards. When Mindy’s screams tore through him. She was in trouble, he could feel her fear. But that was all, she was closed off and hard as he tried he couldn’t reach her. Dropping his cards he grabbed the phone from the counter and dialed her cell. But there was no answer.

“What’s wrong with you?” Doug asked with a frown. The color had left Colby’s face.

“Matt call Mindy’s cell.” He said hanging up the phone when he got her voice mail.

“Why?” Matt asked already pulling the phone from his pocket.

“She’s in some kind of trouble.” He answered.

“There’s no answer I got voice mail.” Matt said after a moment.

“Dammit! Why isn’t she answering?” He said he was pacing the floor in the kitchen.

Mindy had finally gotten the car started and was driving toward Colby’s. Her head hurt really bad, but at least her vision had cleared up. Colby would be able to help her she knew. Her back ached from her fall. Why do these things keep happening to me? Of course it was partly her fault; her instincts had warned her something bad was going to happen. But she hadn’t listened. Yet another hard lesson learned.

“Somebody attacked her.” Colby told them he was sitting in a chair with his eyes closed.

“Who?” Matt wanted to know. They were all still sitting at the kitchen table.

“I can’t tell, but she’s hurt.” He said grimly his eyes finally opened.

“Maybe you’re just imagining things.” Doug muttered. This whole thing was making him very uneasy.

“What?” Matt asked when Colby turned to stare at the door leading to the garage.

“The garage door is opening.” He rose from his chair and headed toward the door leading to his garage. He was relieved to see Mindy enter the house. His relief didn’t last as he took in her appearance. Her blouse was torn and she was holding it closed. Her feet were bare. She had a large bruise developing on the left side of her face. Where someone had hit her. “What happened?” He asked her.

“The executive I went to meet tried to rape me.” She cried rushing toward him. She wrapped her arms around him clinging to him.

“Take it easy, you’re safe.” He said holding her close, as rage tore through him. Whoever had done this would pay. She wept against his chest her tears wetting his shirt.

“We need to get her to the ER so they can examine her.” Doug told his brother coming up behind him.

“No, I’m not going to a hospital.” She said her face still buried in Colby’s chest.

“We need to call the police as well.” Matt told them he was standing by the kitchen table.

“I’m not reporting it.” She told them stepping back to wipe her tears.

“What? Mindy this has to be reported.” Doug replied.

“No.” She told him firmly.

“You’re hurt.” Colby said lifting her chin. He studied the bruise on her face. His eyes moved down to the shirt that gaped open. His eyes settled on the bite mark on her exposed breast. “Your breast.”

“He bit me.” Mindy replied with a shudder. She quickly pulled her blouse closed.

“You’re head?” Colby said reaching up to feel the back of her head. A large bump was forming on the back of her head.

“Ouch.” She complained.

“You need to be examined.” Colby told her dropping his hand. He was gonna kill the guy who had done this to her.

“I’m not worth going to jail over.” She said quietly brushing tears from her face. Her shield was down and she could hear his thoughts. Her head hurt too bad to raise the shield.

“Yes, you are.” He replied quietly.

“I’ll go get my bag.” Doug muttered.

“I’m gonna take a shower. I feel dirty, I want him off me.” She told them.

“After Doug examines you. Bill get my kit from the truck.” Colby said turning around to guide her further into the kitchen. Bill nodded moving past them to go into the garage.

“What do you need you’re kit for?” She asked.

“To collect evidence from you.”

“I told you, I’m not filing charges.” She repeated shaking her head at him.

“I know. It’s just in case you change you’re mind.” He replied gently. “Come on, Doug can examine you in my room. Then you can take a shower.” He took his kit from Bill. Doug was back with his kit.

“Fine.” She said with a sigh. She followed Colby into his room.

“You’ll need to take your clothes off.” Colby told her.

“What?” She asked pulling the blouse even tighter.

“I need you’re clothes.” He replied gently.

“I’m not taking my clothes off.” She said backing away from him.

“It’s all right. You can remove them in the bathroom. Then wrap a towel around yourself.” He replied gently not moving toward her.

“Okay.” She said finally. She felt so vulnerable with them all crowding into the room. “Are you all gonna watch?” Matt and Bill had come in behind Doug.

“No, they’re leaving.” Colby said nodding his head toward the door. Matt and Bill quickly departed at his look.

Mindy hesitated, but finally walked into the bathroom. She closed the door, locking it. After a moment she started removing her clothing. The buttons had been torn from her blouse. Her bra was bunched up under her breast, leaving them exposed. She examined the bite mark on her nipple. The nipple hurt, but he hadn’t broke the skin. She then removed her skirt and garter belt. Her panties were gone, she had left them on the floor of the office. Along with her favorite pair of high heels. Rolling down her stockings, she removed them. She wrapped a bath towel around herself. Taking a deep breath she opened the door. She left her clothes on the floor. If Colby wanted them he could pick them up. She walked slowly into the bedroom. Her head was starting to pound.

“Sit down here.” Colby instructed indicating the kitchen chair he had brought in.

“Can’t you turn the lights down a bit.” The light was hurting her eyes. Every light in the room was on.

“Doug needs to be able to see.” Colby told her as she sat down slowly. She was clearly in a lot of pain.

“Does anything hurt.” Doug asked he was sTering in front of her.

“My head, and back.”

“How did you hurt them?” Doug asked.

“He shoved me causing me to fall backwards onto his desk. I hit my back and head.” She answered. “What are you doing?”

“I’m gonna take scrapings from under your nails.” Colby told her, he was kneeling and took her hand gently. He used a small file to clean under her nails. He noted the presence of blood, she had scratched the guy pretty good. He slowly used the file to clean under each of her fingernails.

“What are you doing?” She asked when Doug strapped a blood pressure cup around her arm.

“Taking your vitals. Put this under your tongue.” He replied handing her a thermometer.

“What for?” She grumbled, before sticking the thermometer into her mouth. She waited why Doug took her blood pressure. He then removed the thermometer, before taking her pulse. “What are you going to do with that?” She asked as Colby removed a digital camera from his kit.

“I’m going to take pictures of you’re bruises.” He answered.

Great she thought, just what she needed. She sat still as he took pictures of her face and arms. Doug had moved behind her to examine the bump on her head. “Ouch! Don’t do that.” She cried as pain shot through her.

“We need to get some ice on this.” He told Colby with a frown. He walked around her to her front. He took out a light and shined it into her eyes. Her eyes are dilated. How many fingers am I holding up?” He asked holding two fingers in front of her.

“Two.” She said her head aching. She felt sick to her stomach. “Oh god!” She said getting up. She ran into the bathroom, leaning over the toilet she vomited. Colby reached out to hold her hair back as she vomited again. She spent the next ten minutes throwing up. Finally her stomach settled down. “Sorry.” She said.