The Chase

Chapter 3.

"Oh my god...They think I supplied drugs...They are going to put me in jail."

I paced in the kitchen, the kettle boiled and the toaster on from where I had been making my breakfast only minutes before.

I heard a knock at the door and looked at it for a few moments. Was it the police? Was it my landlord? Was it-

"Alice open up!"

I breathed a huge sigh of relief as I heard Ellen's voice. Ellen was not only my sister but she was also my best friend. I could go to her whenever I needed to and she'd always be there for me.

I ran to the door and opened it. She had a small smile but something was obviously on her mind. I moved aside and she walked in and sat on the counter top. I sighed and began to tell her how I hated her sitting on the counters.

"Sis, how many times have I tol-"

"Shut up! You are all over the papers!"

I froze and stared at her, suddenly more interested.

"What? Why? How did they get my picture?"

She sighed as if it was obvious and got off the counter top, walking to the fridge.

"They don't have your picture...yet. But all the headlines are screaming about 'the girl who supplied drugs to the UK's leading actress'. Relax, I know you didn't."

My eyes widened and I grabbed onto the counter. I never supplied drugs to anyone.

"Before you know it, paparazzi will be outside shouting at you for interviews. You are the one they want right now."

As if on cue, I heard my name being called by many people and I heard the clicking of cameras.

"What do I do? I can't stay inside forever!"

She smiled before leaning in close. Almost whispering, I could hear the passion in her voice.

"You go outside and you run past them. All they want is your story so you get away as fast as possible. They are all predators and you, my darling sister, are the prey."

I nodded as she pulled away and I took one more look out of the window.