Tangled Love

I glance at Michelle and notice the worried expression in her eyes. If I run, it will make Jake and I look guilty as sin. For the sake of keeping us both out of prison, I plaster a fake smile onto my face and take a seat away from the police man. His eyes follow me as I sit down and I have to stop myself from shivering with chills. He takes out a notepad, clearing his throat.

"I'm going to ask you some questions Emily."

I crease my eyebrows in confusion which is all part of the act. I have to make myself appear innocent.

"About what? I've already spoken to someone about why I left home." I reply, my voice quiet. I watch his jaw tense as if he knows I'm playing dumb. There's a glint in his eyes is dangerous and I have to avert my gaze away from him, staring at the floor instead.

"I'm not here about that. There was an assault taken place today, a serious one."

I raise my eyebrows meeting his eyes again. "Oh yeah?" I ask. He nods, clearly annoyed at my reaction.

"I don't see what that's got to do with me."

of it against his note

his eyebrows and I stare at him coldly, feeling annoyed with him now. A

"What's your name?"

My eyes never leave his and I watch as his face flashes with surprise at my sudden confidence. He takes a few minutes to reply, carefully thinking about his next move. He sighs, glancing at Jake's Mum

glint of fire in his eyes as he stares me down, hating that I've pulled one over on him. I smile sickly sweet at

narrowing his eyes at me. I respond

calmly. His eyebrow's shoot up, knowing I'd just lied to him. He doesn't have any proof which makes me feel a million

rack my brains, thinking who I could use as a witness. My mind is blank but thank god, Michelle decides to

"I can. They were both watching TV when I got in from work and stayed in front of it for hours. Kids, eh?" She laughs falsely and my head

a sigh of relief feeling extremely grateful towards her. She never glances back at me, instead keeping her eyes focused on the officer in her living room.

up and heading for the door. I could have scoffed if it wasn't for Jake's Mum shooting me a glare. I

my shoulders slumping down. Michelle walks back into the living room, her heels clicking against the floorboards. She sits opposite

something that he did or didn't do. Unfortunately he's a trouble maker and this happens quite frequently. Hopefully the