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"So how did the two of you meet?"
"Well" Liam started. "I went to a party and he told me that his mother kicked him out of his house just because he told her that he was gay."
"Great" After thinking for a moment. "So are both of your parents homophobic?" I asked to Jamie but Liam still answered.
"No only his mum but his Dad isn't there much and his mum is the more dominant character in their relationship."
"Oh" Now what could I say? But before I had enough time to wonder Liam continued.
"Anyway, I told him that if he needed anyone to talk to then I was here, I didn't know exactly how he felt as both of my parents are very supportive but my Nan and Granddad both abandoned me. I never saw them since my mother told them." He stared into space for a couple of second, I knew this must be hard for him to tell me but I wanted to know so badly.
"He started confiding in me and then one day when he was drunk he told me that his dream would be to live the rest of his life with me." Jamie didn't say anything, he just blushed.
"That is so cute!"
"Amy, Jamie and Liam it's time for us to go" J shouted.
"How comes J knows you?" I asked Liam whilst getting ready to go.
"Even though my parents are not homophobic their friends are so I come to your place for some alone time"
"Even if you're not alone for any of it" Jamie joked for the first time this evening.
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"I'm so adding this photo to Facebook. What do you think Amy?" Jamie asked
"Um yeah that's a nice photo." I said still unsure about all of these technological things
"Do you have a facebook account so that I could tag you in it?"
"No, I don't"
"We should so set up one for her" Liam said to Jamie but meaning me to answer. Why do people here indirectly ask questions?
"Sure" Wait doesn't that mean I'll have to think of a last name? And get a profile picture? What if Thomas finds me? Oh I need to stop worrying about him catching me, I'm sure he's moved on by now.
"Okay, shall we do it now?" Liam asked Jamie but didn't give either of us enough time to respond to the question. "Okay so what's your name?"
"Amy"
"No I mean your full name, like your last name"
"Oh, ha... I'm just joking. It's Wood, Amy Wood." Not too obscure but also not too well known. Perfect!
"Okay now I'll let you set up a password and everything. I've filled in your birthday and your age etc because we already knew that."
I quickly made up some random password and linked the Facebook account with my secret email address which I could still access through my phone. I had to set up another one because Thomas knew the passwords to all of my others. "I'm done"
"That was quick." Jamie stated as he left the room.
"Okay so I've tagged you in the picture now, is there anything else I can do for you?"
"That'll be it for now thanks Liam!" And I ran away into the privacy of my room.
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Thomas' POV
"That's Charlotte, her name is down as Amy Wood but I know it's her." I stated to nobody but myself. But my brain seemed to enjoy going against me in these types of situations.
But she's celebrating her seventeenth birthday; she's not even sixteen yet.
"I know but she looks too happy in this picture. I need to get her back" I nearly shouted at my brain. I really need to get hold of myself. There is no point arguing over her, all I need to do is to get someone to trace the photo and get my Charlotte back.
"I can't believe that she would do something like that to me"
I thought about what my father would do in this situation. Firstly I should find someone to find out where the picture was taken. Oh wait I don't need to find someone else to do that because I can do it much quicker because I am the best at everything.
Apart from keeping your wife from running away from you
"Shut up, shut up, shut up" my brain still wasn't on my side. I started slapping my face and hitting it on the walls.
"Shut up, shut up, shut up" I stopped because I was getting dizzy and I needed my head to get Charlotte back. "Why won't you listen to me?"
I am listening to you, you aren't listening to me
"I'm tired of this" I cried out. "I'm doing this on my own"
Yeah you do that but it doesn't mean I'm going to just stay here
"You are unbelievable"
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"So..." I said quickly to the two police officers. "I'm assuming you haven't found her yet"
"No, not exactly but we found this." He held up a silver love heart locket and gave it to me. I opened it recognising that this was what I gave Charlotte for one of her wedding presents. It was my mother and inside it, it now had a picture me and Charlotte one side and a picture of her mother and father the other side.
"Do you recognise this sir?"
"Yes, this is Charlotte's necklace." I waited a moment looking down as it as of to make it even more obvious that I lost her. "I gave it to her on our wedding day."
"Anyway, you can have this after we've analysed it."
"One question, can you show me where you found it?"
"Yeah sure come with us." I put my brown coat on with some dirty old trainers. This is what I wanted. I don't need to track the photo if these lovely police officers are going to show me where Charlotte was from here and I can do the work from here.
So is Charlotte going to be safe or is she going to be twisting him around her little finger? Any way this book has almost reached 400 views. That might not be a lot for many other people but for my first book I'm happy. So keep the comments, votes, fans and reading going please. (The happier I am the faster I update!)
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Ficción GeneralYou would assume that if you were a princess then you would want to stay one wouldn't you? What if I told you what you have to do when you're a princess, would you still want to be one? I highly doubt it. When all you do is learn different languages...
