Amara's POV
5 Months Later
"I hereby announce Christopher Turner, guilty on all charges. You will be serving 25 years in prison. The court is adjourned." The judge bangs the hammer thing and the tears start again. The feeling of relief washes over me and I felt like I could finally breathe again.
"It's finally over." I cry out and hug Vincent who was on my right side.
"It is." Vincent's rubs my back gently and I stay there until I calm down. "Let's get out of here." He pulls me away and I smile.
The last few months have been so stressful. With A-Levels and the court case I could barely focus on myself. But now I knew things were falling back to normal.
"Can we get ice cream first?" I give my best puppy eyes to Vincent and he grins. "I want a mint choco-chip." His grin turns into a scowl and I laugh.
I slowly thread my hand within his and bring him closer. "The last one to the car is a twat." I whisper and make a run for it.
"CHEATER!" I hear Vincent shout but I don't look back.
Just as I turn the corner I stop.
"Hi, angel." I shiver at his voice. My parents forced me to go to therapy after the whole kidnapping and turns out I was on the edge to developing Stockholm Syndrome. Another week and I would have.
Therapy made me realise that I couldn't justify his actions and that he just had a psychotic mind.
"Christopher." I nod.
"Hey, why did you stop-" Vincent stops mid-sentence when he sees Christopher.
"I see you're still with him," Christopher growls out and I unconsciously step closer to Vincent.
"And I see you're finally going to jail." I retort back.
"Ahh. I've missed your feisty attitude." He breathes in like he was drinking in my words.
"You know I never got to thank you."
"For what?"
"Pairing me with Vincent. It was probably the best thing you have ever done in your life." I give a sugary smile.
"The best I did was you." He smirks and I lurch forward to punch him but Vincent holds me back.
"Just get out of our sights," Vincent growls out and the guards next to him start pulling him away.
"You know you'll always be mine, Amara. These bars can't stop me. I will find you again. I love you." Christopher yells out and my blood runs cold.
"I HOPE YOU FUCKING DIE YOU DICKHEAD. YOU RUINED ME BEYOND REPAIR. AND NOW FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE, I WILL ALWAYS BE ON THE EDGE. I HATE YOU SO FUCKING MUCH." I yell at him and he turns around.
"You don't mean that."
"I hope you drown in your own blood."
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"You haven't even touched your ice cream." Vincent points at my cup and I sigh.
"I'm not in the mood." I push the cup away and stare out the window.
The cars were speeding down the road and people were just being normal. But I know better than that. Probably one of these people has someone tied up in their homes in the name of love. Maybe its the lady with the trolley. Or the man in a suit. Or-
"Babe." I break out of my trance. "Are you okay?"
"No. Not really." He waits for me to continue. "I just feel on the edge now. Like I won't be able to trust anyone in the future because I won't know what they truly want."
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CodeRed
Mystery / Thriller"Guys, I got another note," I say as I sit down at lunch. Vanessa and Xander were here but Hazel was missing. "Where's Hazel?" I question, eyeing her empty seat. "Out with Adam today, it's Friday," Xander says whilst I munch on my sandwich. "Did yo...
