His Girl

The Truth As Told By You...

"Why am I even here?" I mutter to myself looking around the white walls littered with police notices and leaflets whilst trying to avoid the eyes of the over friendly Sargent behind the white counter, his wrinkled face supporting his head full of grey hair that seems to sprout everywhere.

"I should of listened to Danny when he said Blake was pissed off, just causing trouble because he's jealous. But no once again my curiosity gets the better of me." I berate myself out loud. The barely dressed woman asleep on the bench doesn't even twitch. That cannot be comfy.

I wriggle trying to find comfort in the blue, plastic chair that protests and creeks making the creepy grandad looking man smile a sickly sweet smile. After 15 minutes of sitting here under the watchful eye of the eye raping pervert I am about to leave, maybe this was a bad idea anyway. Blake chooses that moment to make his appearance and any thought of leaving is gone. If nothing more I want to explain - I need to explain - about my nightmares at least. I am not a cheater, I hate cheaters.

"Ms Vega." He retorts with a cold, dark expression that looks so foreign on his usually charming face and I stiffen noticeably at the formality. I don't say anything but follow him through the heavy looking door into the unknown.

"Blake..." I try as soon as we are alone in the corridor only to be cut of by his hand raised in the air.

"Detective Frost to you." He sneers and I can't help bit feel hurt at the coldness but I carry on regardless, I deserve to explain myself.

"What you walked in on yesterday was just Dann...."

"I don't care Madeline, it's nothing to me anymore."

Wow that's cruel. I sit down in a room that has nothing but a table with two chairs either side and one wall is made half of mirrored glass. I am in an interrogation room, well shit this is bad. I have never been in one before and they really are as gloomy and intimidating as they look on Law & Order.

"I am glad you came Ms Vega, you might be smarter than you let on. However what I am about to show you is highly confidential and any breach of that will result in criminal charges being brought against you. You can walk away before I show you anything and carry on your pathetic life with your precious Danny or you can stay and learn the truth about that life. The choice is yours." He explains his cold eyes never straying from mine.

"I will stay. It's also Ms Rosa." I whisper in fear, the voice in my head telling me to leave - run far away as fast as I can. I dont know why my name matters tight now but it does.

"Very well. Ms Rosa." He smiles but its a cruel smile that doesn't meet his eyes as he walks towards the chair opposite me and takes the black folder from the middle of the table opening it as I take a deep steadying breath I didn't realise I needed.

"Harry Stape." He says placing a picture in front of me of a man I do not recognize.

"Michael Baskings." He says placing a picture of another unknown male in front of me and I still have no idea why they mean anything to me. I have never met these men before. I would remember the first one looked scary as hell, with a face full of hair and peepy eyes.

"George Cotton."

"Rosa Sanchez."

"Antonio Marnio."

"Edward 'Eddy' Deluiz."

"Isabella Jones aka Isabella Frost."

"I don't understand?" I say truthfully. What is this suppose to mean to me or Daniel.

"You will..." He mumbles cryptically before going through the same motions again however this time bile rises to my throat and horror consumes me as the pictures are now some of the same people only...dead.

"STOP!!" I scream as my breakfast forces its way up and I have no choice but to empty my stomach content on the floor. Someone enters the room but I am to occupied to take notice as the dry heaves rack my trembling body. Those people are now dead! But Isabelle.... Bella? He said he didn't know. Where is her picture? I can't handle another look to see if she is there. It's too much.

"There is water for you if you need it." Blake says with a hint of sympathy and in my current condition I cannot refuse no matter how much I hate him right now. Yes I let him down and spent the night cuddling Danny but to put me through this as revenge?!

"You disgust me." I spit out when I recover. The picture of the Rosa woman still in front of me. Her cold dead eyes seem to burn into me, she is really beautiful - was - other than the obvious yet small bullet whole in her forehead you would never guess she was dead. I want to but I cannot seem to take my eyes of her. She can't be much older than me.

"She was 26. We believe she got into a sexual relationship with Mr Cortez and...."

"You think DANNY, MY DANNY did this?!" I yell in outrage. I have known him all my life, he would never kill anyone. "You are taking this well to far now Blake. Yes I hurt you but if you would just let me explain..."

"Shut up Madeline and listen."

"Daniel Luis Cortez born 20 December 1987. Suspected of armed robbery, assault, grievous bodily harm, extortion, drug dealing, smuggling and last but very not least murder. There is probably more but you get the drift. Cortez took over the Vega Crime Family almost ten years ago after previous Boss Silas Vega dissappeared..."

"Papa?" I whimper but he just carries on, can he not see what he is doing to me. He is destroying my world with his sick little lies. Do I really deserve this? I thought a broken nose was harsh.

"Cortez and Vega have been in contact ever since and Cortez frequently visits Vega in his home town in Mexico. Your Father is alive Madeline in case you were wondering but I am sure Daniel told you this - stopped your suffering." He raises an eyebrow with a smirk on his face knowing full well I know nothing and he is enjoying this torment a little to much.

"I need to leave." I manage to stutter out over the rising panic taking over me.

"We are not done." Blake says confidently.

"I am!" I say moving towards the door only to be pulled back by my wrist and forced back into the seat. I know it will leave a bruise when it throbs after he releases me. Clutching it to my chest I stare up at him in horror.

"We.Are.Not.Done." Blake says through his gritted teeth, his face a mask of cold fury. A face that now repulses me to the core. How could I not have seen this? I ignored the red flags before with his mood swings. I can't believe I was so stupid. And Danny, my sweet Danny. Could he really do this?

"Let her leave Frost." A new voice demands and I get up and rush past a man with a sympathetic gaze in his eyes, I run towards my freedom.

But am I free...

Where do I go from here?