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The following story contains dark themes that may be sensitive to certain readers i.e. domestic abuse. You are warned now that if this subject material is offensive to you do not read further. It also contains themes of drinking depression and adult content. If you or someone you know is in an abusive relationship seek help immediately. Being the silent victim will never help.

Chapter 1 - Decisions

Minnesota is a unique state. Metropolitan cities and then suburbs of boonies Chespin Bay say on a river that flowed into Lake Superior.. I grew up in this town. Born and Raised. My grandfather raised my little sister and I and we both ended up putting her through college. I went myself but my kid sister was still in high school at the time. And than my grandfather passed away and I was left working to put her through. But I have lost touch with her since she graduated from out local community college and we've since had a falling out. I also lost touch with my best friend, a bunny named Chessi. We were inseparable as kids, and got along great. The trouble we both got into. I missed those days But After high school she drifted apart, met a guy and slowly we lost contact. Well not entirely she djust stopped talking to me. Was it something I did or said?

But I digress. I went into our Radio Broadcasting program. Majored in it and had a minor in sound engineering. And I wound up working for our local radio station. We had do do on air broadcasting with them as part of our classes in the middle of the day and they liked what they heard and a job was waiting for me when I graduated. I got so good at what I was doing I ended up taking a primetime slot. Friday to Sunday at 8pm to Midnight. For the most part I loved it. Everything from rock and punk to news discussions and overall goofiness. And yet I still owned the house I was raised in. After every show I spent an hour at the local watering hole Rock Rocks Tavern. I had become a minor and local celebrity but most people left me alone. And at this tavern at this hour you got a lot of terrible and rough housing people. But tonight wasn't prepared for what was about to happen.

I was sitting there with my drink, nursing it as I was going to have to bike back home. I cycled to and from work as it was good to do. I stared up as the screen watching a recap of the Twins game when I heard a voice I hadn't heard in a while come up to me and say "....Hey.." It was Chessi. "Hey yourself," I said, "So what brings you to my doorstep?" I asked. She looked down at the floor "Nothing just thought I'd reconnect, I guess I left our friendship drieft and I don't mean for that to happen. So howse life now that you're a famous on air personality?" Famous? Only to this town, parts of the county. Larry King, Famous. Mancow. Famous. Me? Barely. "It is what it is." I said "So howse you're boyfriend? Has he proposed yet ?" Chessie got involved with a boy I didn't like. He sent me creepy vibes and I worried about her safety and that back in the day made her so mad she stopped talking to me. But before she could answer we were interrupted by him and this is where he began to show his true colors and confirm my suspicions.

"HEY!" boomed the voice of this coyote. Viktor her b/f stood with an angry scowl on his face. "I thought I told you not to talk to any boys unless I was present?! What are you cheating on me?!" Chessie looked nervous as Viktor grabbed her muzzle and forced her to look at him. "N-No I ugh...." She stumbled for words as he raised his other free hand . Now something you should know about me, Gr4owing up my grandfather raised me because of my abusive father. He went drunk driving one night and got my mom killed and than beat me senseless because I stood up for my little sister. I detest violence, especially this kind of violence. I reached up and grabbed his hand by the wrist and hit a pressure point that brought him to his knees. "So...you finally show you're true colors. Let me give you some advice, try it and Ill snap your wrist" I stared forwards not putting eyes on Viktor. He half growled half winced in pain as I put his wrist down.

He growled and huffed dragging Chessie by the arm "Let's go...." My heart cried silently for my former friend, no one deserved that. I went back to drinking before I called it quiets and headed back home. I took the long way back on my bike which took me down a few desolate raods before heading back into town and approaching my house. It was a quaint downtown, small town America feeling, but I liked it. It was a garage loft I clicked my garage door opener and prepared to roll my bike in And that's where Life threw me on this winding path. I got slammed into hard. Knocked to the ground. Chessie slammed into me bleeding bruised, you name it. Now it had been an hour since I met her in the bar but there I was on the ground it's around 1am and the tears in her eyes fell with pleas of "Help"

I got up pulling her up with me as I said , "Dear god...did he do this to you?" She nodded but she said "It's never this bad but tonight..." I was getting angry and my blood was boiling, but anger gets you no where especially in this situation. :Please, help me, if he finds me I'm as good as dead!" The fear and panic in her voice was real, her bleeding trying to clot but the anxious fear causing it to reopen Viktor beat her bad for interacting with me I found out I became the reason for this......no he wanted me to be the reason the justification for his deplorable actions I simply helped her int o the garage and shutting it. As far as I knew Viktor didn't know where Lived but it seemed seconds after I closed my garage door, his car speed around the corner, drunk as a skunk and calling out her name demanding she show her self. I helped her up the stairs and to the living room as I told her to sit on the couch and went into my room and than the bathroom to get the first aid kit I began treating her wounds. "My god, Chessi if this has been going on for over 5 years why do you put up with it?" "I-I don't know I just remember being angry at everyone for saying he was a bad guy. I wanted to believe you all were wong and now I have nothing left....." "Not true," I said "I''m Still here." I admit deep down I was hurt, she broke off contact with me and nwo she comes crawling back when she needs it but everyone deserves a second chance and this wasnt her fault, She had been through enough. Once I got her patched up I reminded her, "You're going to have to make a decision now. If you stay with this maniac it's going to continue." she hung her head "He'll apologize tomor..." I cut her right off and sanpped "And it will continue when he does. You know this. Look jus..... Ill sleep on the couch, you take my bed and rest and heald these wounds before you decide on anything.. But remember you can be a victim or you can be your. Chessi, you have the power to make this stop." She said nothing as she walked into the bedroom door. And I layed there on the couch crying softly to myself, hurt that i couldn't do anything to help her. Eventually I fell asleep.

I woke up the next morning and knocked on my closed bedroom door. "Chessi?" I asked as I knocked. I listened closely for sounds or movement. "Chessi? I'm coming in if you don't say anything." I called. After a few more knocks I opened the door only to find the room empty "Oh no" I said out loud. I checked the bathroom and nothing. She had to have left And that made me more frantic Apparently she went for a walk at the park down town when she had run into Viktor who of course pulled the whole sorry and it won't happen again routine all abusers use. I searched around town before I walked across the bridge over the river and saw Chessi I overheard her talking but she didn't seem to notice me as she sat on the ledge, "What use is there, I"m not storng enough, he keeps pulling me back, no friends, no job nothing he's taken my life from me, What point is there to living?!" the tears flowed from her eyes so I doubt she saw me walking up and sending next to her "Point is you can make a choice to to end your life or you can end your relationship with him and rely on your friend to help you through this rough spot in life. " I may have been calm on the outside but inside I was screaming in pain. "Can always stay with me. I'll keep him off you i have all day to hang out with you, he can't start shit ." "Really? and do what when you're working? That leaves me wide open and vulnerable." I scoffed a bit at her response, "So hang out at he station. Friendlt people and that late at night no one's going to care." I was doing my best to talk her dow, trying to tap into our lost friendship,. I think I cracked her mood because she began to climb down off the ledge. I could see she was trembling and I hugged her, almost like a parent as I aid "It is going to be okay, I promise you." "Don't make promises you can't keep " came her response. But I assured her we're going to make it over this hurdle and get her life back on track. The way it was meant to be, the way it was. All those years ago. I helped her text Viktor and end it, telling her what to say that would incite a riot in the least possible way and saying that She would go to the cops if he tried anything beyond the message. and I walked her back to my place promising her breakfast.

With the morning partially over I made a brunch of frozen Eggo waffles and we sat at the table and ate. "Chessi you have anywhere safe to go?" she shook her head at me. "Well now you do.: I expect a split on bills but that won't start until you get a job, for now you can help me keep the place clean." I think for the first time in her life her eyes lit up like they did when we were little. Her parents moved years ago and that much I knew so since than she finally had a real home again. Things began to settle over the next couple of days as she started to gain some relief and when her wounds began to heal I could see she began to feel a little bit better. But she knew he was still in the area. And it was my mid week shopping trip and She was afraid being left alone. Even more so she was afraid of going out. It was if she knew she'd get pounced on by him. Now that I think about it, we should have gotten a restraining order yet we didn't. Hey I never said I was thinking straight. It took some convincing but I talked her into coming with me.

I tried to get her to relax but as we walked through the grocery store she kept looking back behind her shoulder as if she was waiting for a monster. Personally I was a bit afraid to but someone had to be the brave one. Bagged, tagged and out of there we were but as we pushed the cart outside she kept insisting someone was following us and upon exiting I continued pushing the cart but she stopped a few feet behind me frozen in place like a deer in the headlight. I turned around at the sound of her gasping "What are you doing here?!" It was Viktor. He actually tracked her down. The asshole. "I just wanted to say I'm sorry for what I've done to you, I had issues I need to seek help . Please just one more chance, it'll never happen again." I was completely pissed off, every abuser out there says that and leopards don't change their spots, even though he was a coyote. I was about to say something when Chessi responded, Viktor standing between us, "I...uh...I guess...." She started falling for the lies again but with out warning I heard her demeanor change, " N-no......NO....NEVER. I'm through with how you lie and manipulate me and treat me like property. You fuck up in your life and take ito ut on me I was a fool for getting involved with you and I'd be foolish to continue. Now that I got someone to push me in the right direction, I'm taking it. No more lies, no more ab use, no more belittling!" She shoved him so hard he lost balance and fell to the ground. Chessi stormed past him as he shot me dagger eyes. I didn't know what hell I had unleashed but I don't abandon my friends. Chessi was visibly shaking as she helped me load my groceries into my Sport Trac. Yes I had a vehicle I just rarely used it. When the cargo was loaded and the cart returned to the stall I put my arm around her and whimpered in her ear "I'm proud of you."

We got in and drove home. That was the first 5 days reconnecting with a friend who broke it off because she thought she was right. And this was how this winding path we set foot on brought us closer than friends.