"Please let go of mee!! Please don't touch me!! I'll scream. I'll let them all know I'm here!!" "Ms. Taylor, calm down. It's me. I'm Mr. Smith, a police officer. Calm down. I'm here to help you," a voice shouted into her ear, and she looked up. The sneering face of Stephen looked back down at her, and she cried, her arms reaching out to hit and claw at him. They were stopped and she watched as multiple different shades of hands held her down as the face before her slowly changed from Stephen to the face of the officer from before. His green eyes peered down into her hazel ones, his heart pumping adrenaline as he fought the urge of dropping the girl to go beat the son of a bitch sitting in the back of the car to a pulp. Fear had looked up at him as he had tried to calm her down and the screams after he had asked her to, had given him an instant migraine. Rielle had stopped screaming and her body felt weak, almost limp. The officers and the crowd of persons around made her feel claustrophobic and boxed in, a feeling she had just felt free of, returning and she swallowed. Her eyes once again found the green of Mr. Smith's and she gave him a teary grimace before a wave of nausea swam over her and her head fell back as she entered a state of no conscious.Todos los derechos reservados
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