A Boy Asked Me to Dance at Prom Because No One Else Would Due to My Scars – The Next Day, His Parents and Officers Showed up at My Door

“You had fun tonight?” he asked.

“Yeah,” I admitted. “More than I expected!”

He smiled, but something about him seemed distracted, as if there were something he wanted to say but couldn’t quite get out.

Everyone kept staring at us, but I didn’t care.

When we reached my house, we stood awkwardly on the porch steps.

“Thanks for tonight,” I said.

Caleb shoved his hands into his pockets and nodded.

Then he looked at me seriously and said, “I’ll see you.”

We said our goodbyes, then he walked away.

***

The following morning, loud banging shook the front door.

I came downstairs half asleep and immediately froze.

We stood awkwardly on the porch steps.

My mom had answered, and I saw her talking to the police.

I walked closer and saw that beside them on our porch were Caleb’s parents.

Everyone turned towards me.

A knot formed in my stomach.

One of the officers stepped forward. “Cindy, when was the last time you saw Caleb?”