The Trouble With Love Is You

Chapter Twelve- The Trouble With Love Is You

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~*Twelve*~

>Trey’s POV<

It was kinda cute watching her panic. I leaned against the doorframe watching her as she whirled around the attic looking for the knife.

“You could at least help?” Her voice came out pissed and she still managed to catch my breath.

I let out a yawn sinking onto the ground deliberately. She stormed over whacking me on the head with more force than necessary. I complained rubbing my head while she kicked me on the side screaming.

I stood up and wrapped my arms around her tightly so she couldn’t move her arms around. She could move her legs though and they kicked at my shin but I ignored the pain.

“Let me go!” She shrieked the sound clawing my eardrums.

“Calm down,” I muttered to her so hanging on.

She continued to kick me screaming abuse until she began to tire out and fell limp in my arms. It was starting to become scary. I’d never seen Jordan lose control like that before.

“Your mother’s already down at the police station, princess.” I whispered into her ear. “The police went through your conversation with you dad and decided to investigate.”

I let go of her and she spun around hitting me in the chest wincing at contact. “And you kept it from me! You freaking jerk! Did you enjoy watching me go crazy trying to find that thing?”

She hit me once more before scrambling down the ladder so I couldn’t get a word in. I chased after her but saw the front door slam and her engine started. Damn that girl can run.

*

My mobile rang blaring out its song. I groaned, my mom must have gotten her hands on it again. It was still singing ‘Barbie Girl’ when I took it out grinning at the caller.

“Hey favorite nephew!” My uncle Robert sang then his tone turned serious. “Is your lady friend there? Her mother gave me her mobile but it won’t pick up.”

“Her mother took it from her,” I frowned. “Why?”

“Well can I talk to her?” He demanded all business-like.

“She’s not here; she barged out an hour ago. Shouldn’t she be at your prison by now?” I replied.

“Well there’s no sign of her. If you do see her tell your girl that her mother confessed. The trial’s being held soon although we have pretty good evidence. I had police search the house and indeed found the missing murder weapon. In fact, it’s being fingerprinted right now and the doctor’s who’d examined the body had been summoned. Apparently the mother bribed them, a huge mess up.” I could hear him roll his eyes.

He cut off the phone call and I grabbed my jacket. I was gonna go find Jordan.

<Jordan’s POV>

I was chewing my lip off as I circled around the place horrible lost. Stupid me had forgotten to change the batteries on my GPS and I forgot my mobile was taken.

Then luck struck me when I saw pay phone. I knew the reverse charge number and I punched in the number of someone I knew was the only person who could help me despite the fact I was supposed to be very pissed at him.

“Hello?” Trey’s confused voice was a bit fuzzy.

“Trey,” I grunted annoyed at myself I had to do this.