Tangled Love

"Emily, the police are here."

Police? Why? What have I done?

I wake from my hazy sleep and roll over, finding myself falling through the air. I let out a small yelp and land hard onto the cold floor with a thud.

"Urgh, that hurt." I groan, turning to look up at an amused Jake who was chuckling quietly, stood in my doorway.

"Get up Muffin, they want to speak to you," he says, running a hand through his hair.

"What do I say Jake?" I whisper loudly at him, panicking. Jake shrugs as if it's obvious.

"Tell them the truth."

"I thought we were going to take care of it?" I ask, confused.

"Yeah, we are going to take care of it. The police can't provide you with much safety Muffin, they're useless. Tell them why you moved here, say you don't want to press charges against Trevor and that you refuse to go back. That should do it."

He holds out a hand and I gratefully take it, groaning as Jake helps me to my feet.

"You'll be fine" he whispers, before kissing the top of my head. I nod against his chest, feeling panic and worry settle inside me. I run a hand through my hair in an attempt to make myself look more presentable.

"I'll be five minutes" I mumble, heading for the bathroom. Jake nods before quickly grabbing hold of my arm, stopping me in my tracks.

about us." Jake

try to warn you off me and possibly say I influenced you in your decision to leave him." Jake scratches the back of his neck awkwardly before giving me a reassuring smile. I nod silently, trying desperately to remember his words.

Okay Emily, don't screw

*****

years." I say quietly to the two female police officers who are looking at me, waiting for an answer. One of them with blonde hair tied back into a small bun is writing everything down in a little notepad and I keep glancing at her warily.

over at Jake who was sat on the arm of the couch silently, his jaw clenched tightly in anger. He gives me a small smile, urging me

he bruises my entire body beside my face." I answer weakly, feeling tears prick my eyes. I stand up off the couch and lift my top,

I comment, glancing at the officer who are examining them with

to say the words. Admitting your step father abused you for years without anyone batting an eyelid wasn't an easy thing to do. It makes me feel weak, helpless. I now know I should have done more to stop it but I'm still classed as a child, home is home. I didn't have anywhere else

The

don't want to press charges." I respond firmly.

I suspiciously. It's the first time she's spoken and I know she doesn't believe my truth.

don't want to press charges, that's my decision. I'm safe here." I gesture around

what's your relationship with Jake Melvin?" She asks, totally off

my friend," I respond confidently, my head

can see straight through me. I hear Jake cough and turn to see him stand up, his hands in

asks coldly, tilting his head at the officer. Jake knows

tightly, lying through her teeth. Her jaw is clenched and I sense her and

"So what's the need for that question?" Jake continues. Helen sighs, admitting

choose

face and I narrow my eyes

me safe. He's done

my eye at my response. Helen's face is now raging, her jaw clenched firmly. She definitely isn't happy with my response. The other