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."

was your step father." He replies, playing with the top of his pen. The constant tapping of it against his note pad is annoying me and I breathe in deeply, forcing myself to calm

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

"What's your name?"

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 my eyebrow at him, knowing

last name. I see the glint of fire in his eyes as

"Where were you tonight at around eight?" DC Jones asks, narrowing his eyes at

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

"Can anyone confirm that?" He asks me, lips twitching in amusement. Crap. An alibi completely slipped from my mind. I rack my brains, thinking who I could use as a witness. My mind is

it for

towards her. She never glances back at me, instead

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

down. Michelle walks back into the living room, her heels clicking against the floorboards. She sits opposite me and

Emily. I love my 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