He went to go look for Jason and Scott. He saw them over by the refreshments table. As he walked up, he saw a look of concern on their faces.
“You guys find Emily and Shelby?” He asked
“Yeah we did, and we both did not like what he saw” Jason said, “Emily was dancing with Jeremy, and the entire time I watched them, he kept trying to suck on her neck. She kept trying to get away from him, but he kept pushing. I didn’t watch long, but from what I saw, I will have to get her away from the hotel quickly.”
“What about you, Scott?”
“I saw Shelby. She was not acting her self. Her date had his arm around her and kept trying to pull her onto his lap. She was not having any of it, but as I was watching, she reluctantly got onto his lap. I could tell from on the look on her face that it was not going to end well for him tonight” She replied
“You remember the plan, right?” John asked. His two friends shook their head yes
“Lets enjoy this party for a while, then we will sneak out and go wait at the hotel
The three of them enjoyed prom. They managed to get to know a few more people, mostly sophomore’s, and they actually made a couple of new friends. They didn’t dare try the punch. They had all seen movies where some clever guy in a slick suit pours vodka or some other clear liqueur into the punch bowl to get everyone drunk off their ass’s.
About 10, the three of them walked out. They got into their respective cars. John was in an Orange with black racing stripes 2005 Dodge Charger, Scott was in a 2004 Chevrolet Impala, and Jason was in his own car, a 2003 Volvo. They pulled out and went to the hotel, parking next to each other. They killed the lights on bot the outside and all interior lights as well. They had a clear view of the hotel rooms, and they made sure that they could get out of the parking lot as fast as possible.
Around 10:30, the jocks and their dates started to arrive. One of the first to arrive was Jeremy and Emily. It looked like she was having a better time, but this might have happened because he somehow got her drunk during prom. Next was Derek and Kelsy. Kelsy still looked a bit worried as they walked to their room. Shortly there after, Shelby and her date arrived. Pretty soon, everyone was there and there were jocks everywhere. It looked like that the Varsity guys got some of the freshmen to do lookout duty, probably in exchange for a case of beer or something else like that.
Around 11, Emily came out bolting the room she and Jeremy were in. It looked like she was in tears. She knew which car she had to go to and ran straight for Scott’s Impala. As she was opening the door to get in, Jeremy ran out as well. He said some words and a couple of the freshman dashed towards the car. It was for nothing though, because as soon as she got in, Scott started his car, put it into drive, and peeled out of the parking lot, getting Emily out of there as fast as possible. Jeremy looked like he was not happy at all and John could here him swearing like no tomorrow. He pushed on of the two freshmen on the ground out of anger, and then went back into his room, slamming the door shut.
It was a few minutes later when Shelby ran out as well. However, John noticed that her dress was torn and it was exposing on her breasts. She tried in vain to hide it. He was amazed when no one came chasing after her. She made a beeline for Jason’s Volvo and got in. I didn’t know if he noticed that no one was chasing after her, but I could tell that he was going to make sure that no one was, and he pulled out of the parking lot like a bat out of hell.
Now it was just John. The minutes were ticking by. He wanted to pass the time by listening to the radio, but he knew that this would give him away and the jocks would force him to leave. It was almost midnight and there was no sign of Kelsy. Maybe he was wrong about Derek and he was being a gentleman towards her.
At 11:50, his thoughts were proven wrong. Dashing through the parking lot, basically completely nude was Kelsy. She was running as fast as her legs could carry her, and Derek was right on her heals. She was screaming at him to start the car. John turned the key and the Hemi roared to life. She just barely managed to get into the car before Derek caught up, but before he could reach for the door handle, John put his foot to the floor on the pedal and raced out of the lot.
As he was peeling out onto US 67, He could see Derek getting into his own car. A few seconds later, Derek also peeled out, right behind him. He was in a 1989 Camaro.
“Hold on Kelsy” John yelled, “I am going to have to break some traffic laws!”
Kelsy didn’t say anything, and he could sense the fear she had. Derek must have done something very bad to her to put her into this kind of state, because he had never seen her this way before
He sped up, driving north on US 67, passed the train station and through historic down town Kirkwood. The speed limit here was only 30, but he was doing 55 to get away from Derek, who was sticking to his tail. A minute later, they raced through the intersection with Manchester Road. He ran the red light, hoping that cross traffic would stop he pursuer, but at this time of night, it was almost empty. They were now on a divided part of US 67 and he floored it, taking his speed up to almost 90, and to his surprise, Derek’s old Camaro managed to keep the pace.
A few minutes later, he got to Interstate 64. He made a hard right doing 40, making the car fish tail as he turned and roared up the on ramp. Derek had to slow down to 20 to make the turn and even then he almost lost control of the car. He quickly managed to catch up and kept on his tail. John tried to shake him by slamming on his breaks then speeding up. He weaved in and out of the light traffic. He thought to himself as they raced underneath Kingshighway of why head had not yet seen any police.
John was reaching of speeds up to 105, 50 miles over the posted 55 MPH speed limit. He was slowly getting away from Derek, but the distance that was between them was still too close for comfort. He looked over to see Kelsy holding on for dear life and he could tell she was also crying at the same time.
John reached into cup holder and grabbed his phone. He was approaching Poplar Street Bridge that would take them into Illinois. He pressed speed dial button 3 and put the phone on speaker.
“Deputy Reynolds” Aaron Answered
“Aaron, its John, Kelsy and I are headed your way, let your partners know whats going on, I am in an orange Dodge Charger with black racing stripes, we are being chased by Kelsy’s date in a dark colored 1989 Camaro. It looks like he tried to rape Kelsy” John yelled into the phone
“OK, thanks John, I am in position, I will be waiting at the I-55/I-64 split.”
“Thanks, please let your dispatcher know”
“Already have” He said before hanging up.”
John raced across the Poplar Street Bridge over the Mississippi River and into Illinois. It was only a couple of miles to the split, and the distance was covered in no time. Derek was still on his tail when they came to the split. He could see Aaron in his patrol car waiting for us. There was also another patrol car there as well. Aaron most likely had expected it to be a high speed chase between Derek and himself and wanted to make it look like that they were not notified well in advance.