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."

constant tapping of it against his note pad is annoying me and I breathe in deeply, forcing myself to

and I stare at him coldly, feeling annoyed with him now. A thought flashes through my head and I sit

"What's your name?"

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 knowing he couldn't lie to me whilst she's here. I raise

in his

DC Jones asks, narrowing his eyes

just lied to him. He doesn't have any proof which makes me feel a million times more

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

stayed in front of it for hours. Kids, eh?" She

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

if it wasn't for Jake's Mum shooting me a glare. I shrink back in my seat, mouthing an apology in her direction. She smiles briefly before getting up off her seat to show DC Jones out.

back into the living room, her heels clicking against the floorboards. She sits opposite me and I wait for her to speak

son and will never let him go down for something that he did or didn't do. Unfortunately he's a trouble maker and this happens quite frequently. Hopefully the police should