Focus On Me

chapter four

3 weeks later

I walked into my small living room to start cleaning since it was a real mess. I worked a lot past week and it was shown in my living room. Cups laying everywhere since I was too lazy to bring them to the dishes. Some old newspapers laid on the table and ground. Man it is just the right time to clean i suppose. 

I decided after a few minutes that it was time to put on some music. And I chose Be My Baby since it is a great song, really.

´The night we met I knew

I needed you so

And if I had the chance

I'd never let you go

So won't you say you love me?

I'll make you so proud of me

We'll make 'em turn their

Heads every place we go´

I have always had something with old songs. Most people nowadays are into rap and pop, I mean I also like a few songs in that category, but I prefere songs like Voulez-vous from ABBA. The hype is just amazing in these songs.

While cleaning I turned on my tv, hoping for some news on the hostage of the Royal Mint. It is awful that these things happen. All those people inside, man I am really sorry for them. It has been a few days now. And not much did happen besides that the police did shoot a hostager. New site are 24/7 broadcasting what's happening outside of the Royal Mint.

Not only a few minutes later a reporter appeared on the screen.

´The police just reported that they have two names of hostage-takers inside the Royal Mint´

I moved into the direction of the tv to get a closer look.

´The two are named as Silene Oliveira and Aníbal Cortés and have a police record and are searched by interpol.´

Two pictures appeared on screen. A young woman and boy showed up. 

No..

My eyes got wide and my hand shoved up to my mouth. This can't be true. This can't be Rio and Tokyo, right?

I started to panic slightly 

Do I need to report that I know them?

No. no i am not going to do that.

Many questions shot up in my head. Who are they really. And what about the rest of the group I have spent the day with? I was walking towards my bedroom not knowing if this was really real until my front door bell rang.

I stiffed

´Police here, open up!´

What. they don't know that i know them right. No that can't be. I only spent one day with them. Maybe i sanged to loud?

I quietly walked to my front door seeing two armed men standing in front of my door. I grabbed the handle and opened my door.

´Hello miss Cleas we ask you polied to step outside your house and follow us into our car.´

I froze. 

´We asked it one time nicely, if you dont come with us  now we are forced to handcuff you.´

One of the policemen placed his hand on his hip right on his gun. At that moment I decided that it was time to step outside, still not knowing what was going on.

´May I ask why I am being taken by the police?´ I am still in a bit of shock.

The door got open and right when I sat down in the police car a began to speak.

´You are suspected of taking part in the hostage-taking of the Royal Mint´

Right when these words got in my head I couldn't hear the man anymore. I am suspected of something I don't know anything of. What did I get myself into?

The police car drove of with me inside who dont know what´s about to happen.

Hi guys, sorry for not uploading I was sort of busy trying to learn for my last tests since I am in my senior year. But I proud say that I got good grades, party time for me !! :)  I know this chapter is a bit short, but I hope in the next days to write a bit more to get a greater storyline so stay stuned yall :)