cuffed • g.d

13.

The aroma of sweat and gun powder burned my nose. I wanted to get out of that cop car so bad. We arrived home and I didn't even bother going inside. I got out the car and made my way downtown.

"T, you're not gonna come home?" Dad asked as the officer adjusted his ankle bracelet and forced him in the house.
I ignored him and continued on my journey to solve the mystery that was Grayson Dolan. I go to the Black Dragon Café hoping for the best. I peek inside and see unfamiliar faces. Shit.

I had no idea where he could possibly be, I knew nothing about him but yet I was determined to know everything. And the only way to do that was to talk to someone who did, his brother. I had only been gone a good 10 minutes but I was already ready to go back to the police station. I run back home to see that the officers had just gotten in their cars. I sprint towards one of them and ask for a ride.

"I think I forgot something back at the station." I lied. "Can I get a ride?"
"Sure thing get in." He says unlocking the door.
We drive there and I run inside to see the sheriff talking on the phone. I knew he was tired of me so I tried to find the nearest officer I could find.
"Uhh excuse me." I tap his shoulder, he turns and I see 'Powell' written on the name tag. "Hi um officer Powell I'm here for my visit with the Dolan." I say hoping he doesn't ask any questions.

"Visiting hours ended for Ethan, did no one tell you?" He asked looking concerned. "Please Mr. Powell it's actually really important and no one told me any hours." I say whimpering hoping he would get sympathetic. and he did. He looked around to make sure no one was watching. "Fine, only for a couple minutes." He sighed he led me to the visiting center and there I waited for him. A sudden rush ran through my body, I was going to be face to face with the devil himself... again.

The clinks of the bars banged as the officer brought Ethan to me. I was losing my breath I felt butterflies. There he was. I felt uneasy, but I tried to hide it. "5 minutes!" Powell yells.
"Um... hi Ethan.." I say quiet.
He looks me up and down and raises an eyebrow. "Who are you?" He asks.

"I'm Taya. I'm the girl from that party where you-" I tried to motion what happened because I could bring myself to say it. "Be more specific." He says cocky with a smirk.
"Last night. You tried to... well you know but then you got pulled of me by Grayson...?" I explain slow.
"Ooooooohhh yeah. Hey princess." He laughs. I roll my eyes.
"Listen I want to talk to you about Grayson... do you know where he might be at this point or any of his common hang outs?" I ask tweedling my thumbs back and forth. "Why should I tell you? I barely know you why should I tell you where he'd be?" He says leaning back against the chair.
"Not knowing me wasn't a problem for you last night." I snap back.