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know her well enough to know her reasons for mistreating her for the very first time. Diana had yelled at her a few times in the twelve and a half months that they‘d been together, but she‘d never called her any names or gotten physical with her.
Crying, Kayla responded, “I‘m not going to press any charges against you, Diana Bentley,” she said to Diana and sniffled, “but I am going to firmly declare that I can‘t go home with you tonight. If I was accustomed to receive this unjustified abuse from you, I would‘ve taken this chance to press charges in order to finally escape from the claws of an evil tigress; but this is the very first time that you‘ve ever abused me, physically and verbally. Therefore, I don‘t think you‘ll be able to adopt anyone until you get over whatever trauma or emotional problems you have, Diana, because it‘s clear that something‘s wrong with you. I don‘t know what that something is, but…”
Officer Levine interrupted Kayla and said, “I‘m a cop, and not a shrink, but I daresay that this is an undiagnosed case of borderline personality disorder. Madam, being that Ms. Brown refused to press charges, rather than going to prison, you‘re going to a psychiatric ward.”
“I agree with Kay. I think that I do have a mental problem.”
“Very well, then. All that I need to proceed is some form of ID; a birth certificate, an ID or a driver‘s license, and a medical-insurance card.”
“I don‘t have medical insurance.”
“If it was legal for her to use my medical-insurance cards in order to pay for her treatment, I would gladly give them in,” Kayla said.
The man put her down and let her sit on her wheelchair once again. Then he said, “Being that the woman can‘t afford the medical treatment that she desperately needs,” and pulled out his wallet, “I authorize you to take my credit card with you and pay for her mental-institution stay with it. After all of that, I‘ll see what I can do to help the lady.”
Officer Levine took his card from him as gently and kindly as he gave it in, read the name and the number on the card and said, “Very well, Mr. Bennett. Officer Jenkins, Ms. Sterling and I appreciate this that you‘re doing. I‘ve never known anyone that‘s willingly given his or her credit card to a total stranger.”
“Hey, what more can I do to show the young lady how deeply I care for her?” he said, referring to Kayla. “I think that the only thing that I can do is to help anyone that‘s directly linked to her the best way that I can.”
Kayla smiled and said, “That‘s so sweet of you.” “His name is Robinson Bennett,” said Officer Levine.
“Thank you, officer,” Kayla said and stretched out her hand to salute Robinson. “It‘s an immense pleasure to meet you, Robinson.”
“I say the same, Ms. Brown.”
“Let‘s get on with it now that we got what we needed, shall we?” Levine said. In less than ten minutes, Diana was in the ambulance. The paramedics closed the doors and the driver was ready to pull out.
Horrified and in tears, Kayla asked, “Where am I going to go?” “You‘re going to go to a hospice for a few hours.”
“...To a hospice?” Kayla said, outraged. “Do you have a clue as to how horribly I was treated in the last hospice that I lived in?”