I woke up sweat tickeling down my face. I was breathing deeply as I thought of the dream. I looked to my clock, 7:56 a.m. I stopped my alarm that was set for 8:00 and got up to go shower. I finished getting ready than went to the bus stop and waited for her to get on.
There was Avery walking with her husband and holding onto her belly. Travis bent down and kissed her stomache than kissed her lips. They were such a sweet couple. I imagined Tanner and I, than remembered the dream and focused on Avery. However when I turned back to Avery she was gone as well as Travis. I shrug and get up from the bench and start walking to the park.
I was halfway there when a police car came rolling down the streets. I watched as it pulled over I was thinking they were going to go check out the alley I was near but two police man came up to me.
"Excuse me we need you to come with us." They were both men but they were stupid enough to not surroned me. I looked around for the quiest escape I decided to go back into the alleyway. I guess they noticed I was examing to make a plan because one yelled, "Get here!" and they jumped forward to get me but I was to quick. These are the times I'm glad I'm in track.
I ran down the alleyway and jumped the fence. It opened up ti a new street with another police man I looked behind me and saw the men still chasing me. I looked back to see a hand grab me I tried to fight but the hand wouldn't budge.
"You'll be free soon." The voice was familiar but before I could figure it out everything went black.
____Sometime After_____
"Alright Claire you know what we want to know..." The bag got ripped off my head, "Now tell us!" The man talking was the head of the police, he's been trying to find my dad for a long while now. He never knew he had a daughter though, well until now, and I have no idea how he found out.
I rolled my eyes, "What is it that you want to know again?" There was another man in the back writing notes. The police guy, Arnold, slapped my cheek.
"Tell us!" It was like good cop bad cop. Arnold was the bad cop and Note Guy was the good cop.
"Arnold... Maybe she doesn't know." I must say I like Note Guy much more than Arnold. Arnold turned around to look at Note Guy, his face full of rage, "What did you just say?"
I started laughing, "Awh... Arnold... Getting mad because note guy is better than you?" I said in a tone you would use if you were talking to a baby.
Arnold looked at me and frowned I smirked and he slapped me again. Bring it on! I've been through much worst. Note Guy spoke up, "Your dad tell us about your dad."
Arnold lost it, "That's it! Max! If your so smart why don't you handle her? Hmm? You're in charge of this case now! I am done with this bastard!"
"Awh... Love you too Arnold." I said sarcasticly.
"Gah!" With that he raged out of the room and you could hear him yelling at everyone in his sight.
I started giggling as Max sat down, "Well that was something." I nodded quieting my giggles.
Max looked at me with a stern face, "Now, tell me of your dad." He got his pen and paper out ready to take notes. I shrugged, "I'm a street girl. No family, no love, pain free life."
Max nodded as he wrote down what I said, "Hmm... Where do you sleep at night?"
"I move around here and there."
"How do you get your food?"
I was confused with these questions when I realized he was trying to get me to say something he can use against me. I did the first thing that came to mind and that was, change the subject.
"What is your favorite kind of cheese? Mine's American Cheddar but who doesn't like that kind? What about you?" I blabbered.
Max's face stayed emotionless as he looked at me with annoyance in his eyes. I sighed, "Who do you think my dad is?"
He bought it, "He goes by many names but his real name is George Hopper."
George Hopper! What kind of name is that? Wait a minute! George Hopper! That's my dad's name! I'm Claire Hopper! My last name is Hopper! My dad's name is actually George! Oh my god! Tell me more, tell me more!
I calmed myself down, "Tell me more."
Max sighed, "He is a very bad man who rapes woman. His receant woman was able to escape his hands and come report everything that happened to us, before he was able to knock her memories."
"Wait a minute! Knock her memories?"
He nodded, "The woman said he grabbed a steel pole and smirked at her saying he doesn't want her remembering the time they had together. That's when she was able to steal the pole at hit him with it and get away."
So that's how he does it... I was thinking he did something much worse. I nodded, "Who is she?"
"The mother of your friend."
I gave a confusing look, "Who?"
Just than a woman came walking in the woman 'George' threw into the cellar/sex room the other night. She glared at me.
I shook my head, "I don't know this woman..."
Max replied sternly, did he even have emotions? "No, but you know her child."
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Dun Dun Dun! Who do you think the child is? It might not be the person you think it is. Anyways! Comment!
