Out of hand

"Trust me, Robby, i didn't do it on purpose. I don't even know the guy. Santos invited me over to his place that night and offered me drink. While having the drink, i smelt burnt ashes in it, but i chose to ignore it. After taking few sips from ths drink, i began to feel dizzy, until i passed out."

Lydia explained with tears streaming down her face. Robby already knew what Santos did to her. He spiked her drink with one or two pills of Jolly weed.

"I believe you." Robby uttered with his two fists clenched.

"Really? Why?" Lydia questioned with a surprised expression.

"Because Jolly weed smells like ashes." Robby responded, clenching his two fists tightly. "He drugged you that night and made the guy rape you so he could get it all on tape, and now that he's got the tape it's easier for him to blackmail and make you not break up with him. That scoundrel."

Robby stood up from his seat and began to walk forward with clenched fists.

"W-where are you going?" Lydia questioned with a worried