“The whole night?”
“Yes,” I said.
“Brooke I’m telling you he sent this horrible email. He threatened me.”
Another round of tears fell from her eyes. They appeared real, but it was hard to tell with her.
“I’ll call him now, but I’m sure he didn’t do anything.”
“He’s not going to admit it,” she complained.
“Maybe not, but I know him well enough to tell if he’s lying to me or not.”
She sniffed twice then wiped her eyes with the back of her hand.
I pulled out my phone and called Austin. He answered on the second ring.
“Hey, beautiful. You missing me already?”
“No,” I said, not knowing how to bring up the accusation. “Did you send any emails last night?”
“What do you mean? I was with you last night. You don’t remember?”
“I remember, but I need you to answer me.”
“Um, no. Why are you asking?”
“It’s nothing,” I lied. “I’ll call you later, okay? I need to take care of something.”
“What’s going on?”
“I’ll talk to you later.”
“Okay…”
I ended the call then turned my attention to Jocelyn. While I believed Austin, I had never seen my roommate so upset before. Maybe she was attacked by someone else and thought it was Austin? If something had happened, we needed to report it.
“Come on,” I said, offering her my hand. “We’re going to report the attack.”
“No, I don’t want to get the police involved. I’ll be okay.”
“See…” I shook my head. “I knew you were making this up. You’re sick.”
“I’m not making it up,” she said, the waterworks starting again.
“Fine. We need to report it then.”
“I’m afraid, Brooke.”
“I’ll go with you,” I said. “If we don’t report it, whoever this is might harass someone else.”
“I don’t know…”
“Let’s go. I don’t have all day.”
“Don’t worry about it.”
“Look, if you were really threatened last night, you need to report it. Show me the email.”