"Well Skyler, will you tell us your side of the story?" The other officer asks
"You see that basterd lying on the floor unconscious?" I ask
"Language" The officer warns
"How old do you think I am?" I roll my eyes
"Like twelve" One of the police officers joke
"Yeah, i'm four foot eleven, but i'm seven teen" I shout
"Continue your story" The first officer says
"Okay so, I woke up cause my parents were... loud, so i went to get my phone to drown the sound out with music, but before I could, I heard this dick trying to break in. I went and grabbed my little sister, and we hid in my closet, but he didn't see her, so hear I am, screaming at the top of my lounges while some horny bastered shoves me into his trunk, then good old Vic here, saved me, the end" I say
A Maybank and A Cameron? It's almost like a modern Romeo and Juliet. It's forbidden for them to be together. Could be the end of the world.
The stolen glances, the hidden feelings, the unspoken words, the secret meetings and the obvious hatred towards each other followed by constant conflicts and some hidden past that threatened them but there are always invisible strings tied and pulling them together no matter how hard the tides trying to pull and part them away from each other.