Inqueda

chapter 3

The man leaned on the door and studied me for some time. I had no idea what it is he was searching for but his looking was starting to unnerve me. I was trying really hard not to squirm remembering that, that was the first sign that I might not be comfortable or have something to hide.

He moved the sofa closer to my bed and sat without even asking if he could ( how rude). He smiled like he knew it bothered me and said " glad to see you're getting better ", I murmured my thanks. He continued without acknowledging my thanks in any "I am inspector Johnson, hopefully now that you're finally awake, you can answer a few questions for me, for a start what is your name?" 

"Orlaith"

He just nodded " alright Orlaith, you have a last name?"  I searched his face trying to gauge his thought, but he seems really good at hiding them. I sigh and tell him " Lorcan".

I saw him write that down, he continued " do you remember what happened on the night of your accident?" To be on the safe side I just told him no. He said the driver claims I just got out from nowhere, and that it seemed credible because they couldn't find any other type of vehicle or anyone else at or close to the site of the accident. Then it got to the major problem question " what were you doing out there on a lonely stretch of road by that time in the night without any form of transportation? How did I get there?"

I didn't know what to tell him, so Ijust tried to look confused and say " I don't know ". He didn't look like he believed me but then maybe suspicious is a natural look for him ( he is a cop afterall).

Then not like he was bothered either way he said " you have been in the hospital for five days now, yet no family has come to visit you nor claim you, even though we advertised your case on the news frequently. Which begs me to ask, where are your parents?"

I was starting to hyperventilate again at this point. The mere mention of parents brought tears to my eyes and the thought of my picture on the news, where anybody could see, where "they" could see, with an address to find me made me realise just how ridiculous it was to feel safe here. I could never be truly safe.

I felt a hand on my arm and looked up to see Matt's face making me realise that I had forgotten he was still there. He was still trying to comfort me again when there was a knock on the door. We all froze.

Inspector Johnson went to get the door, opening it to reveal a man dressed in a suit if I remembered right. He seems slightly taller than even inspector Johnson's already intimidating height.

The inspector still held the door and asked " yes? May I help you? The man, in a deep voice that seems to rumble like quiet thunder, replied " I'M sorry if I seem to be intruding, my name is Cerball  McConmara, I here to see the girl that was involved in the accident as shown in the news".

At the sound of his name, my eyes snapped to his face, I took in his dark brown almost black hair, he has an unsmiling face that even at first look, you know would be gorgeous if only he smiles. His eyes are also a dark brown

I couldn't really reconcile this unsmiling, unhappy man with the carefree one my father described. But then maybe he isn't the one, after all I've never met him, well that I can remember.

The inspector giving him a distrustful look said " don't tell me you're a relation that suddenly surfaced, or where were you when we were searching for anyone that could identify her?"

The man didn't seem fazed, still with an almost blank expression, he turned to the inspector " close, I'm a family friend and I've been out of state on business "

He then ignores the inspector and started walking to my bedside. I tried to maintain eye contact but for some reason I had to keep looking away. I still can barely believe that this is salvation. 

Then he was beside me and it was impossible not to look at him, because I was looking I saw when an emotion briefly touched his face, but it was gone before I could make sense of it. Then he shook his head and said " god but you look so much like your mother it's almost eerie and just like anytime my parents are mentioned lately, tears run down my face.

And that was chapter 3. Please remember to tell me what you think. And if you liked it please don't forget to vote. Thanks