Thinking Teal (Wentworth Fanfiction)

.:Chapter 1:.

(Hey guys! First chapter! I write two chapters a day, sometimes more if I'm motivated. So, I will post two chapters a day! Thank you ♡)

"What the fuck?" A loud muffled shriek echoed from the staircase outside the room. I walked to the door, swinging it open and noticing my neighbour being pushed against a door. Adrenaline was one thing, fear, maybe, was another. I stepped back, quickly gazing to my right and at a dancing trophy.
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"Get off her!" I shout as the predator turned around. With a quick and strong swing, I struck him in the head with the metal trophy. Instantly, he fell onto his ass, holding his head. I blinked, watching him taking his hand from his head. With another swing, I bent over and struck him in between the eyes, over.. And over..

"Delilah!" I was pulled off by Emma. She threw me forcefully into the wall as I drop the trophy. I look to my shaky hands, blood splattered them widely. I look to my left toward the intruder and Emma, she stared at dead-looking body.

"You killed him." She whispered, shocked. I shook my head, sliding down the wall.

"No. No i was defending you!" I answered, my hands cover my face as tears stroll down my cheeks.

I heard Emma leaving the hallway, as I look up. I heard her talking, and instantly knew what was happening.

"Emma fucking stop!" I shout as I torpedo through the door. She quickly turns to me as I push her and me onto her large couch behind her. I pin her down, feeling the air being whipped from under her. "Give me.. The phone.."

Emma glanced to the phone in her hand, her thumb pressing the red button. "They're on their way."

I stood up, my hands raising to my head. "Fuck!"

"I.. I'm sorry." I turn back to her, her gaze meeting mine. I shook my head as I turned away.

"Its fine. It was defence." I respond as I stare at the man's feet outside the door. Suddenly, I feel arms wrapped around my stomach. My heart drops, feeling Emma's head resting on my back. I turn to face her as she pulls her head back.

"I'm sorry." She whispers, her blue, piercing eyes latch onto mine. I let off a small smile, occasionally glancing to her lips.

"It's okay. Don't worry. Stop."

She shook her head, before I planted my lips onto hers quickly.

"Police! Shit.." a deep male voice could be heard from the hallway. I turned around, gently pushing Emma off of me as I walk toward the door.

I saw two men in blue police uniforms talking to a Walkie Talkie and investigating the body. "Did you call?" I look to my right to a tall dark skinned bald man in a black uniform.

I shook my head. "I did that." I respond. "Err.. Uhm.. Defense. He was attacking my.. Neighbour." Emma approaches my side, examining the officers with me.

"Is this true ma'am?"

Emma nodded as she stared at the male.

"He's alive, chief."

"Alright. Come with us." The man ordered as he quickly grabbed my arm.