Tangled Love

I hear the door faintly open and I jolt awake, my head swaying a little from the sudden movement. I'd fallen asleep sat up with my head on Emily's bed and my neck throbs from the uncomfortable position. I turn towards the door and immediately stand to my feet.

"What are you doing here?" I say, my fists clenching tightly. I stand in front of Emily's bed, guarding her from anyone who can hurt her further.

"Jake please, she's my daughter. I just want to see her." Emily's mum responds quietly. Her eyes drift over to Emily and one hand shoots up to her mouth in shock. I scoff at her actions.

"She's been in here almost two weeks and you decide to show up now. You're a terrible mother."

She doesn't respond from my harsh but truthful words. Instead her head falls forward in shame. She looks like a little kid being told off and I shake my head angrily. She doesn't care for Emily at all, in my eyes she's just as evil as Trevor. No mother should stand back and watch their child be beaten senseless by a thug twice their size.

"Jones shot her," I say angrily, remembering the night that haunts me every day. The way the gunshot filled the room, echoing loudly. I can feel myself losing control and I inhale deeply, forcing myself to stay calm.

father.” Emily’s Mum

"She knows," I respond, fists clenching tightly in anger.

"Does she?" Her tone is shocked. Her eyes widen at me and I nod, clenching my jaw. She rubs her forehead, shaking vigorously. Her hands are trembling as she takes a seat near the door before opening her

appears to calm down, her posture relaxing

"You're a drug addict," I scoff, recognising all the symptoms. Her head snaps towards me and

and I hold my hand up,

bluntly, sitting back down into the

do you want? You should leave," I say firmly as I watch Emily. She looks so innocent, so caught up in a world

"I just want to see my daughter."

ago! How can you call yourself a mother?

bag before popping out another two pills and swallowing them. I

head and run