note : Fanfiction won't let me do those little star things to let you know when i've changed scences, so i've written in where they are. I hope it's easy to understand, sorry for the trouble.
The wrong kind of comfort
Chapter 7
Vulnerable: part 1
At Josh's
Everything was so hazy. Kit's head lolled from side to side. The man across the room seemed angry and scared.
"I'm ok" She whispered
He rubbed his face
"What am I meant to do with you"?
"I need a drink"
Josh laughed maliciously "aching for your precious alcohol are you? well there's none here sorry, actually I'm not, you deserve all you get" he folded his arms
Kit shook her head from side to side. "I don't mean that, I need some water, please"
Josh froze, suddenly realizing that the whole time since she had been here, he had given her no food and no water.
At the DIC
He silently cursed and headed for the kitchen, closing the door behind him.
"Mrs. Hunter is there anyone you know that might have a grudge against your daughter"?
Beth placed her face into her shaking hands. There weren't many people in Summer Bay, who liked her daughter, but she had come such a long way, and well it was possible that someone still held something against her.
"It could be anyone" she whispered
The officer looked at Rhys "Maybe you should take her home"
Rhys nodded and helped Beth up "We'll call you of any new information we receive" the officer added as he watched the couple leave the room."
"Now, I'm afraid I'm going to have to interview each and everyone of you privately" He turned to Scott "You first"
40 minutes later the officer returned looking quite overworked and stressed. He gestured to Noah. Noah stood up and followed the man into the back bedroom.
"Right lets see if we can get this done quickly"
"Have you found out anything"? He asked hopefully
"I ask the questions here Mr. Lawson, but no I haven't" he answered sympathetically
"So how do you know Miss Hunter?"
"I'm her counselor"
"How long have you been counseling her "?
"2 months"
"Would you say that your close"?
"We're friends"
"So she feels comfortable sharing things with you"?
"Yes"
"In any of your sessions did she mention anyone who didn't like her"?
"She felt that way about everyone, but it wasn't true"
The officer raised his brow "I see"
He took a sip of his coffee "Let's continue"
At Josh's
Josh watched Kit in disgust as she yet again spilled her glass of water; she had yet to even attempt eating the toast. Josh yet filled the glass up again but this time he helped her sit up and he held the glass to her mouth.
"Sip" he growled
After she had polished off 2 more glasses of water, she reached for the toast, and slowly ate. Josh meanwhile soaked up the spilt water with a mop. Once she was finished she lay back down and was soon again asleep
Josh placed the mop against the wall and leant over her to brush the falling hair away from her face; he mentally shook himself after doing so. Wiping his hands against his shorts, as if he had been contaminated
"What the heck did I do that for"?
A/n : doges any thrown objects I'm sorry I take so long in updating , and it's not just with this story , but my other one as well. But please know, I will finish this story, I won't abandon it.
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