The rich boy's girl! COMPLETED!! (Unedited)

Chapter 18: Sometimes listening can go a long way

I walk in to the room and it's suddenly cold in here as id somethings died in here. I look at the little girl who doesn't even look up or flinch when I come in. I understand why it may feel like something's died as the look on her expressionless face says it all.

I sit down in front of the little brunette and she still doesn't look up or anything.

I look towards the mirror but I can only see myself but I know she's watching me and giving me the thumbs up.

"Hi I'm Anna and I'm not a police officer. I'm just here to talk to you. No one is here it's just me and you. I'm not a social worker or anything like that. I'm just.....a mummy" I finish and wait but she stays quiet but I can see that she's listening as she's stopping fidgeting. Although her eyes and mouth isn't willing to talk or look at me her ears are.

 I write down the words 'turn off the microphone. Please' and show it to the mirror.

Then I realize that I can't tell if she's turned it off or not so I write another message. 'Knock if it's off. Please'

It's silent for a moment so I write another. 'PLEASE'.

It's silent and then I hear a knock and I smile at the mirror with myself smiling back at me.

"listen you may not want to talk to the police officers because your afraid or your just in shock or you don't want them to know anything but I'm not a police officer and if it makes you feel better about talking to me I'll take everything off me so there's no microphones and I'll put my folder over there so I can't write it down" I tell her and she lifts her head up and looks at me for the first time. I see she has Green eyes and she is beautiful.

She looks at me for a moment and then nods for me to do what I said I just would.

I take my folder and place it down in the corner of small room then I take the small microphone off me that was for asking for help if I needed it but I promised and Racheal can still see us, she just can't hear us.

"Ok I've placed everything down" I tell her and she stands up slowly then walks towards me and stands in front of me and I try and remain calm but I don't know what she's going to do.

She takes my hands in hers and there warm and soft like a baby's. She leads me towards the floor and then ushers me to sit down on the floor. It's dirty but what ever it takes for her to tell me what happened.

"Are you ready to tell me what happened?" I ask when were settled down on the floor.

She's about to say something when there's a knock at the door.

"One second" I tell her and she just watches me walk to the door.

"These are for you and the little girl to sit on. Racheal requested them for you. As your sat on the floor"

"Oh thank you" I tell the young police officer as I take the bean bags from his hands.

I bring them in and place one down where I was and ask the little girls. She stands up and I place it behind her. She sits down and we get comfy again.

I mouth Thank you to the mirror before I turn to her again and begin. Again.

"Are you ready?" I ask and she whispers a very quiet

"I don't want to talk about it" she curls up slightly but remains looking at me.

"I tell you what, Would you rather write it down instead?" I ask and she hesitates then nods.

I grab my writing pad and make sure it's on a clean page and I write the first question on it.

'What's your name?' she takes the pad and the pen then waits, looks at me then writes it down before handing it back to me.