"Mum! No! Please, don't take her away! Please, officer, no! It's my fault! Take me! Please, she was just trying to help! OFFICER! Please!!! You're supposed to help us! Please, you're the good guys! Give me my mum back!" the little boy yelled.
His green eyes blurred from the tears, and the light from the cop car merged with everything around him. He hit and slapped as hard as he could at the hands restraining him. He blinked rapidly, trying to clear up the tears as he saw his mother's head being ducked into the cop car.
"I love you," she mouthed to him before the man closed the car door.
"I love you too," he whispered. The car was driving away and then the cop's hands were off of him and he broke out running. "MUM!" he yelled after the car. "Mum..." he breathed as he lost his breath. There was a warm hand on his shoulder.
"We'll get her back," his sister whispered. "She loves us, but she can't take care of us anymore. We have to take care of ourselves. Now we have to make her proud," she said louder. The little boy wiped his tears and his sister pushed his curls back and kissed his forehead.
"I'll make her proud," he said determinedly. He held his head high and listened as the sirens faded away along with his only parent. Left with only his sister at only 7 years old.
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Tales of a Writer
FanfictionWhat if Louis Tomlinson, a journalist, investigates the Highwayman, a robber who donates dirty money to the poor, for his piece in the 'Modern Times'? He'll find more than one story, that's for sure. or a crime au where louis is a journalist who in...
