Chapter two

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"Ma'am I am going to have to ask you to come with me please. I am Officer Ava Miller, ma'am. Can you hear me?"

I blankly stared back at the fair skinned gorgeous woman before me. The very last thing I wanted to do was move from where I stood in my living room. Did she not realize that I had just lost everything? After the two officers who had stepped out of shadows had made sure that the murderer was not going to be getting back up, a flock of other police officers had swarmed into my living room. I understood that they had to do their jobs and I was only standing in the way but I was too weak to move.

Officer Ava Miller gently grabbed my arm and led me out of the apartment. Despite having been out here in my main hallway so many times it suddenly looked so different. My neighbors who had exited their apartments, most of them in evening robes, were wandering about as some conversed quietly with some of the police officers that were littered around.

I locked eyes with my neighbor Mrs. Carson, she was possibly the kindest hearted person I knew. I'm not quite sure what she saw because soon after assessing my face she let out a rather loud gasp that garnered a bit of attention. Part of me wanted to break apart in her arms. She was the closest thing I had to an actual mother but Officer Ava continued to lead me further down the hallway and into the elevator.

Not much after that quite registered in my mind. I found myself at the police station where one of the detectives asked me an array of questions. He was a rather large man who had a large yellow stain on the left breast pocket of his white shirt. He had a rather odd accent that was accompanied by a loud voice that I couldn't quite place. The look upon his face was one of barely concealed sympathy. He tried to speak softly as if afraid of scaring me off. I was barely holding my tears at bay but once the first tear began flowing down my cheek the flood gates were opened. The detective allowed me a few minutes to collect myself but I couldn't get my tears under control. When he attempted to leave in order to give me some privacy all it did was increase the amplitude of my wails. After a seemingly defeated sigh on his part he informed me that the intruder had died after having been shot by one of the officers on the scene.

I was tempted to ask why they waited to shoot the man after he had ripped Matt away from me but I could barely mutter anything coherent through my tears.

This all felt like one never ending nightmare but the gut wrenching pain reminded me that this was all very real. After the detective had gotten his answers he let me leave and informed me that he would be in contact if there was anything else.

I'm not quite sure what I expected the police to do but letting me go without telling me why that man had been in my home seemed absurd. Sure they had to investigate to be sure of their suspicions but I had no qualms with them sharing whatever little information they had.

I felt confused and lost. Matt had supposedly been missing for three days before be turned up beaten and terrified with a gun in his face in my home.

What was I meant to make of all this?

Matt's roommate had contacted me yesterday asking if I had heard anything from my brother but I hadn't. Apparently he had taken a trip down to the supermarket and never returned. Then he suddenly shows up in my home covered in blood? It made no sense. I had been sure to inform the detective of all this and he assured me that he would call down to get more information on Matt's disappearance.

After finishing up at the police station I took a cab to a hotel. I just didn't feel safe heading back to my apartment and I didn't feel comfortable calling up any of my friends. They would bombard me with questions and right now I just wanted to retreat into myself in order for me to be able to digest what I had just seen. I just wanted to sleep and forget any of this even happened but I doubted I would be able to catch any sleep.

Never before had I felt so alone.

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-How is everyone doing today. Hope you are all well and doing great.

-Sending out lots of love to all those who are stuck in their homes due to quarantine but have unsafe or unloving households. What is currently happening is terrifying and i am proud of all of you for continuing to hold on.

-Also sending out a large thank you to all those working on the front lines to save us and our loved ones. You are putting yourselves in danger to keep us safe and we are all incredibly grateful.

-The picture above is how i envision Officer Ava Miller. I would love to hear from you guys whom you envision as the characters.

-Welp i hope you have a fantastic day

     lots of love!

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