The Car Park

I decided to let Solicitor deal with it. On Tuesday night Solicitor told me that he was going to do some background checks on Bradley and find out as much as he could. In the mean time I had to promise not to go anywhere alone just in case.

I arrived early to work yesterday and I decided to tell Gay Boss everything. I walked into his office hoping for a friendly chat.

"Tell me your here to talk about Sanyo."

Sanyo? Shit! The presentation. I hadn't even started it. The presentation is Monday morning.

I told him about Bradley, the emails and the phone calls. I wasn't expecting him to be sympathetic but what he said really pissed me off.

"Jeez Elise. Some guy's calling you? Lets all stop the globe from spinning!"

I lost it. I called him an asshole and turned to leave.

"Don't get all hormonal on me." He reached in his pocket and pulled out a pound coin. "Here's a quid. Go buy yourself some chocolate."

God I really hate him sometimes! I stalked up to my office and paced around for a few minutes. Two hours later I had finished the Sanyo presentation. For the first time in months I had been completely focused on my work.

Gay Boss came up soon after armed with a box of Roses chocolates. He emptied the contents on to my desk and he sat opposite me. For the next hour we ate chocolates and talked. He told me that he didn't mean to sound like an idiot. He was just making a point.

I've never viewed myself as a victim of anything. A few phone calls shouldn't get me down. Gay Boss told me its better to be pissed off at a friend than scared of an asshole. Odd concept but I agree.

I left work late. I called Solicitor just as I left my office and told him I'd meet him at the gym. The car park was unusually quiet. My car was the only one there. I quickly walked towards it and fished my keys out of my bag. Just as I got to it I heard a voice behind me.

"Elise-Babe."

I froze. I hadn't heard footsteps. He was waiting for me! Before I could move he grabbed me from behind and pulled me against him. His arm trapped both of mine in an uncomfortable iron grip against my body. I couldn't move. Even if I wasn't too scared to move, I wasn't strong enough to break away from him.

"Unlock the car."

I dropped the keys instead. If he wanted them he'd have to loosen his grip. There was no way I was going to open the door. He swore under his breath. He pushed me against the car door trapping me.

I felt his hand on my leg pulling my thighs apart. I could feel his arousal through he clothes as he pushed against me. I knew what he was thinking and I panicked. I struggled but I couldn't move.

The more I struggled the more I could feel him getting hard. His breath was heavy and hot against my cheek. I felt sick. Tears ran down my face as I tried to fight a losing battle.

His hand savagely pushed my skirt up and groped me. My tights ripped as I struggled. He suddenly pulled me away from the car and pushed me onto the cold hard floor. Before I could think about getting up he had pinned me down with his body. My arms were twisted painfully underneath my body.

I screamed as he touched me. I thrashed my head around to avoid his hand coving my mouth.

"For fuck's sake! Shut up!"

He thumbled around with his jeans as I tried to wriggle free. He pushed himself between my legs. I begged and pleaded with him to stop but he wasn't listening. He was so intent on what he was doing.

A voice from across the car park startled us both.

“Hey!”

Bradley sprung up and ran. The security guard ran after him as I sat up and tried pulled myself together. My hands and elbows were filthy from the floor. Blood slowly oozed from small scrapes on my legs and hands. I scrambled for my car keys.

I don't quite know how I managed to drive but I somehow made it to Solicitors work building. I parked on the double yellow line outside and ran in. Solicitor was on the phone when I burst into his office. He hung up immediately with a shocked look on his face.

He held me close as I cried. I couldn't speak. I could feel him shaking with anger as I cried.

I couldn't manage many words but I shakily told him that Bradley waited for me in the car park. Solicitor was livid. He wrapped me in his coat and led me to his car. He drove home in silence.

He made a few phone calls while I sat still on the sofa lost in thought. I needed to have a shower I felt dirty and humiliated. Solicitor stopped me as I moved to the bathroom

"We have to go to the hospital."

I didn't want to go. I don't know why but the whole idea of going to a hospital and waiting to be seen was too much to handle. Solicitor insisted. He said that even thought Bradley hadn’t managed to go all the way I needed to be checked out.

Solicitor has Bradley's home address. The phone company has faxed over a log of phone calls that Bradley made to my number. The emails have been saved. Solicitor called the car park security and found that incident had been recorded. There's a witness. And after a long exhausting wait at the hospital I have a full medical report.

Should I decide to file a complaint Bradley hasn't got a leg to stand on.

Late last night Solicitor paid Bradley a visit. I don’t know the details but when he came home he held me close and said that he’s taken care of it.