Hidden Love

Chapter 3

My head is slightly throbbing and I feel a little dizzy but I have a high pain tolerance and I have been through much worse, so it's fine.

A nice mid aged woman named Rosalie was just in here cleaning the wound above my eyebrow.

The wound isn't that deep so it doesn't need stitches. It may leave a small scar though, but I don't really care.

But I do have a concussion, it's not my first time with a concussion but it still sucks.

They did take off the handcuffs though, so that's good.

But now they have left me here in this room for more than 1 hour, they're probably chilling and drinking coffee.

I'm so bored, I've already made up like 20 different scenarios in my head. Most scenarios were about me and Theo James. If it weren't for the fact that he's 23 years older than me, I think we could really happen.

Just saying, Ruth Kearney you should watch your back.

It's 2 am in the night and I just want to go home and sleep but I can't so I'm currently watching the clock on the wall ticking.

Tick, tock, tick, tick, tock, thick, tock, tick, tick, tock, thick, to-

Me watching the clock is interrupted by the door being opened.

Officer Woodbrook is stepping in and taking the same seat as before.

"Melanie, since you're a minor I'm going to have to call your parents, I couldn't find anything about them. What's your parents name?  Can I have their phone number?" Officer Woodbrook says.

Well this is going to be awkward.

"I don't have any parents" I say.

"Oh sorry, who is your guardian?" He asks.

"Don't have one of those either" I say awkwardly.

"Who are you living with then?" He asks confused.

"That is a very good question" I say while scratching the back of my neck.

"Are you living by yourself?!" He asks stunned.

Fuck.

"Maybe" I say.

"You're 16 years old you can't be living on your own. I'll get someone here to do a DNA test on you to figure out if you have any relatives that can take you in. If you don't you are probably gonna go in the foster system." Officer Woodbrook says with pity in his voice.

Suck my dick.

They're not gonna find someone to take me in. Foster system here I come.

If I only know how wrong I was.

Officer Woodbrook leaves and a few minutes later Rosalie comes back to take my DNA test.

It's just a swipe on the inside of my cheek and then it was done.

It's going to get tested and see if it gets a match.

I ask Rosalie if I can make a phone call, and she just tells me to go ahead.

So after she exits the room I take out my phone and call Alex, he picks up instantly.

"Are you alright?" He asks.

"Yeah I'm good, how are you and Nate?" I say.

"We're good. Now explain what's going on. I'll put you on speaker so Nate hears too" Alex says.

"Yeah well, I got arrested and they took me to Los Angeles police station. I'm currently sitting in an interrogation room. They have already figured out that I'm living on my own so they took a DNA test on me to see if I have any relatives that can take me in and if not then I'm going into the foster system. And that's about all" I say.