"Kayla! It's so good to see you!"
My mother squeals as she pulls me into an embrace which is making me feel physically ill.
"Yeah....."
I mutter trying not to push down the urge of wanting to punch her in the face. This is all her fault I can't even stand to be around her.
"So how are you? What's been happening? Who's this new boy I've been hearing about!"
She raves on as I listen in annoyance.
" I don't have time for you right now just leave,
I mean that's what you do best right?."
I reply coldly when she finally shuts up.
Her face suddenly regains its business-like sharpness and her cold unforgiving stare pierces me leaving a small part of me trembling with fear but I have to be strong.
"What's happened? Where's Prim?"
She asks straight up, her kind motherly figure gone. It's like she's Bi-Polar one second the perfect mother the next a business like robot. Not that I've seen her since she left but, ill never forget the scornful way she would look at me when ever I did something wrong.
"Prim's not here."
I manage to get out before I absolutely loose it.
I look around and spot a knife on the kitchen bench grabbing it I spin and lunge towards my mother in rage.
"YOU BITCH!!"
I screech swinging my hand towards her. I feel two powerful weights on my arms as Kyle drags me back. Breathing heavily I Finnaly realise what I was about to do. If I had killed my mother I would be no worse then her or Blair.
Dropping the Knife in shock I push past her and, forgetting the Keys, just start all out sprinting down the street.
KYLE'S P.O.V
Shaking my head I try to convince myself that Kayla will be fine she just needs to let off some steam.
"Can I offer you a drink?"
I say feebly trying to pretend this poor lady's daughter didn't just pull a knife on her.
Jaw Still hanging open Kayla's mother nods weakly and collapses onto the nearest chair.
"What happened to Prim?"
She repeats the question yet this time she's directing it at us.
After exchanging a glance with Annie I leave the room so she can explain everything to Kayla's mother.
KAYLA'S. P.O.V
Pausing Finnaly I manage to squeeze in a few lungfuls of air before sprinting off again.
She will not catch me
I will do anything it takes to get away from Her and Blair.
Anything.....
Suddenly an idea pops into my head like a lightbulb and I'm no longer running without meaning.
I know where I need to go.
Stopping finally I hunch over gasping for breath.
I stare up at daunting building towering over me.
"Police station"
I brace myself before pushing the doors open.
The second I enter its as though a wave of shame and guilt washes over me. My face goes red and I can feel my ears and palms steaming as I step backwards trying to conceal myself against the wall. After a couple minutes of pressing up against the wall like a complete freak I realise that no-one in this room has noticed who I am. I don't need to be scared.
"Ok you can do this"
I mutter to myself before walking up to the front desk.
"Hello dear. How can I help you?"
A woman who looks to be in her late fifties asks me with kind faded blue eyes surrounded by neck high chestnut brown hair.
"I want a witness protection program..."
I manage to say despite my doubts. This woman's motherly feel just has
an effect on me.
"After giving me a strange look she holds her hand up motioning for me to wait while she picks up the phone.
"Um yes? This if officer Wilkins. I have someone requesting a witness protection program?"
............
"Yes I understand I need another witness I know."
......................
"Ok......ok thank you"
"Ok dear before me and my partner take you to the back room I'm going to need another witness."
She says in a strange authentic authority accent. Somehow still containing that kindness.
"Um I don't have a witness right now but I really need to get a witness protection program."
I reply starting to get a bit worried.
After analysing my expression for what seems like the longest minutes of my life she nods and points me to a room out behind her desk.
I sit down in the chair and look around the room nervously.
"Go on honey tell us what happened"
The lady prompts me
"Ok wow. Where do I begin?..............."
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Sorry that took so long guys and I know it's terrible and short but yeah :)
I will try to update more often!
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