Hunt'er, Chapter six
How could anyone be so sick and do this. How could anyone live with themselves after they have done this? I lead in this cold room for hours after the ordeal when suddenly the door burst open. ‘It’s going to happen all over again,’ I thought but no it was a police officer. He barged in and ran to me. I burst into tears.
“Come on, your safe now. I know this is hard for you but do you think you could come to the police station for a talk?” He asked kindly, I nodded. After he unlocked the shackles he helped me to my feet and led me away. I was shaking so much I could barely walk, tears were pouring down my cheeks and I was panting. Sat in the police car I thought about these past few days. So much had happened, so much to regret, so much pain, I couldn’t take it all in.
Before long I was sat in the police station with a glass of orange juice being interviewed. I explained all that had happened and what he was wearing when he kidnapped me. I explained what they did to us and the rooms we were in. I described the evil men as well. But there was one thing I still couldn’t understand. Was this the same person that had murdered my sister but why didn’t they kidnap her like they did to me and most importantly where was she? I asked the officer all these questioned while crying and he explained.
“We believe the man that killed Lilly was part of this operation. We found Lilly’s body and she is having tests done looking for evidence. You will be able to see her soon but not quite yet. None of the men have told us anything yet but evidence links them to the scene of the murder.” I wished we would stop referring to it as a murder, I knew that it was but I just hated the word. It was just so cold and brutal. I nodded and moved my chair back ready to leave but he stopped me and grabbed my hand, he held it gently and said
“Listen none of this is your fault so don’t think it is. We will find out why they did this and who! Don’t worry; is anyone here to pick you up?”
“Yes,” I lied; I gave him a forced smile before leaving. I know it’s odd but I didn’t want to go back home, I didn’t want to go and see my mum, she would be so disappointed in me for walking off at night like I did so instead I decided I would go to my Lucy’s house. I knew she was someone that I could talk to and I to be honest I doubted she would have known about me missing as it was only a day or two. I walked out of the police station when I suddenly started shaking and the thought kicked in that they might not have caught him; that he might still be out here looking for me. I walked out of the grounds hesitantly and down two lanes. Lucy’s house wasn’t far from the station but it felt like I was going to be walking for hours. I peered round every corner before turning and I was constantly looking over my shoulder to make sure no one was following me. Just as I turned on to Barker Gate, a hand gripped my shoulder.
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