Prince Charming // L.T (On Hold)

Chapter Nineteen

"Can we enter?" The younger guy asks.

"Uh w-what i-is this about?" I ask them. I am not about to let two random men enter my house without answering some of my questions first.

They bot pull out badges and show them to me. "This is Detective Cooper and I'm Detective Hofstadter. We're here regarding on a attack that happened on Friday night. Can we come int?" I step aside and let them through. Did someone tell the police about Lottie's attack. Is that why they are here?

"Where were you that night?" Detective Hofstadter asks. He look so scary and intimidating.

"I-I w-was h-h-eere at home." I reply.

"Do you have anyone that can prove your alibi?"

"Uh y-yeah my s-step father." I cringe as I call Nate that.

"Just relax kid. We just want to get some answers about Thomas Calder. Do you know him?" This is about Thomas?

"Sorta. W-why are you asking m-me about him?" I knit my eyebrows together in confusion.

"He was attacked on Friday night and Mr. Calder is saying it was you?" My mouth slightly hangs open. I wasn't even at that party. Why would Thomas say that I attacked him? Then I remember Ella's words. "Don't worry, I took care of it." This is what she meant by 'taking care of it.' I should of known she did something horrible to him.

"Well I wasn't there. A-and if he's trying to pin this on me. H-he's lying." I try to sound confident but my own voice betrays me. "What exactly happened to him?" I question. I'm curious to know what Ella did to him. He might of deserved it but it's still so wrong.

"He has a small cut on his throat and I big gash across his cheek. Are you sure you don't know anything about that?" I shake my head no.

"Well we'll keep in touch. Have a nice evening."  Open the door for them and I am glad they have left. I run my hands through my hair in frustration. If Ella did this to Thomas then why is he trying to blame it on me? I didn't even think that Ella was capable of doing those kinds of things.

I don't know what to do but I need answers and I am going to get them from Ella or Lottie. I let out frustrated sigh. None of this would be happening if my mum wouldn't have remarried and moved us out of Doncaster.

I get my phone and text Ella but after fifteen minutes there's no reply so I text Zayn.

Me; Do you know where Ella is? Is she with you?

After a minute that I sent the text he replies back.

Zayn; No I'm at work. She's most likely at home.

Me; Okay thanks.

Work? Zayn is at work? I thought drug dealing was his job? Ugh. I guess there's nothing else to do than to take a shower and wait to see if Ella ever replies. God what a day. Ella runs around school being high, I get a football to the face, and I get accused for attacking Thomas. I rather not deal with any of this.

When I reach my room I enter my bathroom and turn on the shower. I toss my shirt into the hamper and I wait for the water to heat up. I stare at my nose while I wait. The swelling has gone down and it looks so much better than it did before. I'm so glad that it didn't break or something. Once the mirror starts fogging up I trip from my shorts and boxer and through them inside the hamper as well.

I step into the shower and I let the warm water relax my tense shoulders. I tilt my head back letting the water soak my hair. I lather myself from head to toe and when I'm finished I wrap a towel around my waist. I check my phone to see if Ella has texted back but there's no new messages. I let out a sigh and decide to put on some pajamas.