Daisy is the soft-hearted mother of one with a dark past and an ex husband she's running from. She's spent the past six months building a new life for her and her daughter, Hope, trying to blend into the world around them. Her memories are tainted...
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As soon as Amanda mentioned the police I knew I shouldn't of said anything. I just presumed she'd told her already, or would at least want to. Amanda was right though, she did need to go to the police. They needed to at least be aware of the situation. Maybe there wasn't much they could do, but if he is here - and is watching her - then things could turn ugly.
The thought of him hurting her, laying a finger on her, makes my blood boil. It's a good job I'd finished my dinner, because my appetite had vanished as soon as she stormed out the door.
"So you were right then" jack spoke, but I had no idea what he was on about.
"Huh?"
"You said to me that night, you were worried she had reason to run the way she did the first time you met." He explained. "You were right"
I nodded, then leaned back, exhaling.
"Did she ever go to the police? Before like" he clarified, whispering so she couldn't hear us.
"No. Would you?"
He winced. Logically the answer was yes, but realistically it was no. What he did to her was terrifying, especially when Hope was involved. If there was no proof, then it would of only pissed him off more. She could of possibly ended up dead.
"They won't do anything you know" he said, trying not to piss me off.
"I know that, but at least if she talks to them something can be done if he's here"
"Yeah, but there's still no proof"
Who's side was he on here?
"Look Jack I know where you're coming from, but something needs to be done. He's dangerous"
Snapping wasn't the ideal thing to do right now, but the truth hurt. It broke me inside to know he could take her and Hope, hurt them, and god knows what else.
I was about to go find her when Amanda walked back through the door.
"She's upset, she needs you" she gave me a sympathetic look then went to check on Hope.
I stood to go speak to her, but not before apologising to Jack. "I'm sorry, it's just hard"
I left before he could respond.
When I reached the door, Daisy was stood - shivering to death - watching the cars below.
"Baby?" I called, hoping to god she wasn't crying.
But when she turned, she was.
I pulled her into my arms, and sat on her my lap on one of the balcony chairs.
"Shh it's okay. I'm sorry" I mumbled into her hair as I stroked it to calm her.
"You don't have to be sorry." She said, speaking into my chest. "You're both right though, I do need to go to the police. I'm just so scared"
