Lights. Camera. Action.

Chapter Nineteen

I woke up sleeping on the ground curled in a ball.

The doors opened, and i was re-handcuffed and dragged to a police car. "Danielle! Danielle! Where is Danielle? Danielle!"

"Danielle went home last night. Dont owrry, you'll see them soon." He didnt sound so sincere.

I rolled my eyes. "Whatever Mr. Know-it-all."

"I do know it all."

"No you dont."

"Yes i do."

"No you dont."

"Yes. I do."

"No you--"

"Argue with me more and i'll run you over!"

I smiled. "My turn to be Mrs. Know -It-All. You cant. You'll get fired for even threatening me."

"Not true." he pulled a gun to my head. "I'll do it. I swear i will."

I shurgged. "Do it." i say.

He looks at me and now i realize his appearance. He looked about my age. Nineteen. Twenty, maybe. He had light brown hair and gorgeous green eyes.

He brings the gun down and kisses me. I want to resist, but i cant. He'll put that stupid gun to my head again, i'll bet.

He pinned me to the cop car, framing my face in his hands.

He pulled away for air, and i smiled. "Looks like you know what your doing." i say.

"No, i really dont." he kisses me again, and this time i feel something. I feel almsot the same thing i get when i kiss Dean, except Dean's is way way way more stronger than this. He tongue licked my own, before he pushes himself back.

"Are you going to take me to court, or what, officer?"

He pushes me in and then we drive away.

I lick my lips.

He's not a bad kisser.

At the courtroom, i was allowed a couple minutes with Danielle.

I ran to her and hugged her. "Dani," i said. "I was put... i was put in a padded room..." I dont know why the tears fell now and not earlier, but they were drowning me.

"Dont worry. They dont have any proof, so they cant--"

"Time's up." says the cop from last night.

"No! Danielle! Please! Come with me!"

I am dragged into the court room and forced in a chair.

"Any proof?" The judge says after the cops stopped accusing me.

"We found her last night at midnight with the same kind of gun that killed Ethan Garnes."

"Did you grab it?"

The cop from last night shook his head. "No, forgive me, please."

"So, you dont have any proof?"

"No."

"Then let this girl go!" she exclaimed.

After the court session, the jusge came to talk to me. "Where did they put you?" she asked. "A cell? WHo was in your cell?"

"Nobody. I was in a padded room. Wearing... Wearing a striaght jacket."

The judge looked at the cops. "How dare you!" she exclaimed. "This little girl? In the padded room? How. Dare. You."

"Ma'am--"

"No. I'm done speaking with you. Leave now."

The judge apologizes, and i told her it was fine. Then i walked out of the court room and hugged Danielle as we walked into the bright sun.

Instantly i was crowded with cameras.

"Why were you accused of killing Ethan Garnes?"

"What were you doing last night with that gun?"

"What were you doing in the padded room?"

I answered some questions, then, exhausted, we finally reached the hotel. I allowed Danielle for the first time into my room as i took a shower.

After a shower, i jumped onto my bed, and curled up asleep.