Opposites Attract

Serious Talk

*the photo above is of detective Janet Moore*

•Emma Hayden•POV•

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My eyes fluttered open lazily as I took in the view of my boring room. It was darker then usual, my eyes glared out of the window, the snow casted a grey colour on the streets and the room.

I allowed my eyes to close again and have sleep engulf me once again before I realised my head was softly rising and falling at a slow pace. The surface beneath me was hard and smooth. The rhythm of a steady heartbeat calmed me. The smell was intoxicating me and I loved it, it was woodsy and strong.

I heard gently snores escape the parted lips of a young boy. And that's when I realised it was Noah, I smiled to my self and gazed up at his beauty.

His eyelashes were softly grazing against his cheeks. Every so often his nose would twitch, making him ten times more adorable. I reached up to touch his jawline, loving the feel of his soft skin under my fingers.

Before I had even managed to touch him so soft that a mouse would be jealous, his body fell beneath me. Crumpling before
my eyes. Disappearing into thin air like dust His soft snores no longer to be heard, his strong build no longer beneath me. I was alone.

I jumped and sat up on my bed as it fell from me, crashing into the floor. My eyes searched my room in panic, but came up short when I realised I was not in my room anymore. Surrounded by metal bars closing off my every exit. My breathing increased as tears filled my eyes threatening to surpass the brink. What is happening?

I scurried to my feet and span around searching for any answer. I was alone. In a cell. A blow to my head was thrusted upon me and I collapsed to the grey concrete. The stinging sensation was oddly familiar. I clasped my hand to my left cheek.

Soft scraps of heavy footsteps were getting louder and louder. Slowly approaching me from behind. I turned around and was came eye to eye with black combat boots, more specifically, Bert's black combat boots. My gaze slowly trailed up, dark denim torn jeans, white shirt with dirt marks here and there. Then a silver lip ring, and pink parted lips. Parted with anger.

I continued my way up and was greeted with piercing green eyes.

"Hello Emma." He spoke menacingly. My heart rate picked up loads and the tears finally started to fall.

"Recognise this?" He threw a piece of clothing at me. It was the very same small rip of my camisole that he ripped not twelve hours ago. I swallowed the ever growing lump in my throat.

"So your going to turn me in huh? Haven't you forgot what I told you would happen, to your oh so perfect boy toy? to you. Why don't I make things interesting... You don't seem to mind getting you boyfriend beaten up, but what about your little brother Jacob? Or what about little Olive? Will you listen then?" From behind him I could see Jacob and Olive.

"NO! PLEASE, PLEASE GOD. I SWEAR I'LL KILL YOU IF YOU DO SO MUCH AS TOUCH THEM." I screamed, my tears now uncontrollably running like a river.

"Oh but you see... I already have." Lights were switched on and I cried out in disgust. Behind him was my baby brother and my baby sister beaten and bruised.

"NO! PLEASE GOD NO." I fell to the floor in a panic and cried. I ran at them trying to save them but he shoved me back forcefully. My back crashed against the floor.

"Your too late! You should have listened to me when I told you to. If only you knew... I will kill you. I could kill you so quick it ain't even funny."

"LET THEM GO!" I cried.

"I'm afraid I can't do that."

"BULLSHIT! LET THEM GO!"