"Are you scared because your dad is the sheriff?"
"Why do you keep on asking me that?"
"I won't stop until I get a proper answer."
Lana Jane Willson, just a depressed and misunderstood geeky teenager because of her glasses and her dad being the Sher...
Walking out of the station my face was drained of colour. Detective Kale and my dad are working together to find not only James but Jack too! After Detective Kale told us that, he said we might come in for a few more interrogations. The creepy thing is, he kept on looking at me the whole time.
The last thing we told him was what James said when he walked away. He mentioned two names. Mike and Christo. I know that Mike was the one in my room but I didn't know Christo.
Glancing up I saw Blake walking ahead of us. He was pissed the minute Detective Kale entered the room. I looked over to my shoulder to see Axel and Keene watching him.
"Aren't you going to talk to him?" I asked looking at Axel.
"Do you really think he'll listen to me pumpkin? I might be his brother but he doesn't listen to just anybody." Axel replied as I sighed.
I turned back to Blake to see him walking across the road. Keene placed a hand on my shoulder and motioned me to follow him. I rolled my eyes as he gave me a supportive smile. Pushing my glasses up I followed Blake.
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"Blake!" I called out as I crossed the road. Once I reached the other side he stopped at the corner of a coffee shop. There was a bench in front of it and he sat down.
As I walked over to him I let out an unexpected sneeze. He looked up as I approached him and sat down. Keeping a fair distance we sat on each end of the bench.
"You really hate Detective Kale don't you?" I asked after a while.
"What gave you that idea?" he sarcastically asked as we stared at the station opposite us.
"When I got arrested he would always look after me. He would also talk to me because he knew my father died." Blake said then let out a dry laugh. "I thought he felt sorry for me but apparently he had a thing for my mom."
My eyebrows rose as I turned to him. I watched as he took a cigarette out and put it between his lips. Man it's gonna be really hard to stop him, it's only Monday and he's already on his third one.
"He didn't just talk to me Lana. He didn't like that I was a delinquent so one Saturday night it was just us two in the building and he beat me up." Blake mumbled as he exhaled the tobacco.
"Why didn't you tell anyone?" I asked as my eyes widened.
"Who could I tell? No one would believe me," he stated. "Then one day I was drunk as sh*t and knew where he was patrolling so I went there and beat him too."
"What happened?" I asked lowering my head.
"I got sent to juvi for beating a cop obviously." He answered as he offered me his cigarette but I kindly declined.
