~Daniel~
This place is gross. Im sitting on this nasty decrepit couch in this shit-hole of a drug house. Its not my first time going undercover but it is one of the biggest busts ive been apart of. This woman, Clara Parran, was a slippery dealer. We have been trying to get her for a long time but she has a keen eye and could usually spot out cops. She was already looking at me funny so I had to play it cool.
The sound of a door closing made the whole room look to the sound. A girl with white blonde hair cringed when she saw that we were all looking at her. Who was she? She came out of a room does that mean she lives here? Her beautiful blue eyes focused on a door in the kitchen and she strode purposfully and quickly toword it.
"Hey" Eric slurs to the girl. "Eric" she responds nodding looking uncomfortable. She tries to walk past but he grabs her by the arm. I have to stop myself from getting up and ripping his arm off her. He was in jail a few weeks ago but got out because the girl he was accused of raping dropped the charges. Most of my fellow cops believe that he had a buddy of his threaten to kill her if she didnt drop the charges.
"Where are you going Suzanna?" he says to her. Suzanna? Is that her name? "Away from you!" she shouts at him while ripping her arm aways form him. She seemed really freaked out, but soon she put on a plain face even though her gorgeous eyes had many emotions swimming in their depths. I didnt have much time to ponder that thought before a voice spoke up from across the room.
"Hey girl, dont be rude to my friends." Clara tells the girl, Suzanna. Suzanna's face looks completly blank but I can see fear and discust run threw her eyes before she squelches the emotion and her eyes turn as blank as her face. She nods to Clara too and escapes threw the door in the kitchen.
Clara and her companions talk buisness that I really should be listening to but all I can think about is that girl. How old is she? Eighteen? Nineteen? She doesn't seem like shes in on the dealing. She seemed more discusted than anything.
Then the door in the kitchen opens and I find im the only one faceing it and the only one who noticed that Suzanna has made a return appearence. She stops when she sees me looking at her and stares back. I can now see her eyes. They are the most mesmorising and stunning color of ice blue I have ever seen. They seem fathomless.
Her eyes are scanning me much the way I am looking at her. Her slim build was in worn in looking sweats and a plain white t-shirt. Then she kept walking and shut herself in the room she first came out of.
The file didn't say anything about someone living with Clara. I have to wonder if she is apart of all this crime. Why else would she even be here? I need to find out who she is, for the investigation. Ya sure thats why, for the investigation.
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Trying To Get Away
Teen FictionSuzanna is just trying to get good grades, save up for some kind of collage, and keep her home life a secret. Of course life can never be that easy.