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"Watch your head." one of the police officers guided Bina, Latrelle's sister into his car. Her partner in crime, Mallory was already sitting.
"Can someone tell me what happened here?" I snapped my attention back to the police oficer in front of me, holding a notepad, ready to take notes. I squeezed my mom's hand and tried my hardest not to think about the cut slapped across my back as the story spilled out for the officer.
:Flashback:
"Taylor, get the bat from the closet in my room." Mom almost growled at me as the door attempted to open again. "Hurry!"
But I was stuck in place. The pain in my back was making its way to my feet. "I... I can't move. Mom, they're in the house!" I screamed. Another crash came from my room.
:End Flashback:
"How much is missing?" The officer continued to scribble notes.
"My pocketbook is gone." Mom offered. She looked to me. I was too afraid to check.
:Flashback:
Mallory trudged down the hallway towards us. "How could you do this to Latrelle?" I could tell she was only there to talk, and not murder us as I kept telling myself they were. "She didn't do anything to you." Except stab her, duh.
"Please," Mom breathed, "just get out of my house."
:End Flashback:
"You know the rest." Mom sighed, running her hand lightly across my back. The cut was fresh and sensitive and I jumped under her touch. "So what's next? I really just want to move on."
"For right now... we're going to have to stay on the crime scene." the officer winced. "Which means..."
"That we have to leave?" Mom asked simply. "Of course. Taylor, pack your things, you're staying with Gabriella." Things were happening so quickly, I really didn't have the chance to analyze everything that was happening.
I slowly turned to the front door across the street to see a pocket knife protruding from the wood of the door. The cut on my back suddenly stung, thinking about that weapon actually breaking the skin.
Gabriella kept her gaze on me as I turned to the next page of my text book in study hall. "What do you want?" I whispered. "Stop looking at me."
"It was on the news, Taylor." she shook her head. "It was on the local news. Aren't you a little worried?" she silently shut her notebook and shifted towards me.
"It's none of your businiess, Gabriella." I snapped at her. When would she learn to concern herself with... herself? "You think I don't worry day in and day out? Gosh, Gabriella, take a look at my mother! Take a look at me! Just... stay out of my issues." I shook my head and waved her away.
"You show up on my front step at eleven in the evening with a duffle bag, Taylor..." Gabriella's voice raised a little, "and you say it's not my issue? This is my problem just as it is yours."
"How?" my voice kicked up a notch. "Explain to me how this is your problem. My mother was in the hospital, Gabriella. My father showed up as high as a kite. And my home was broken into. Not yours." I pointed to her. "So lay it out on the table for me. How is this your problem?" I found myself shouting. The room was dead silent. Gabriella held her gaze,
"Because I care about you, Taylor." she said quietly. "That's how it's my problem. Do you know how much you're hurting Chad?" she crinkled her eyebrows.
I didn't even want to hear that name. I jumped from my seat, running from the room in a flurry of tears and loose leaf paper.
"You know, I saw the strangest thing on the news last night." Chad smiled to me as I pulled books out of my locker. I had cooled down from the heated argument I had had with Gabriella, and I actually found myself happy to be with Chad. Until that exact moment.
"Look, I have to go." I quickly closed my locker, but Chad was right at my heels.
"Was that your house with the pocket knife stuck in the door? I mean, I heard the last name, 'McKessie' and the house is in our area..." he explained.
"I need my space, Chad." I ordered him through gritted teeth. He grabbed my free wrist and spun me around. "Let go."
"What's been with you lately?" he gave me a playful smile and pulled me close. I squirmed away from his grasp starting down the hallway. "Where are you going?" he called after me.
"Why can't you just take a hint? Leave me alone!"
Another slow chapter... I just don't know where to pick up... I've got the plot down perfectly and everything... just executing it is the hard part. Any suggestions? I know this chapter seems to make no sense, but you can stil review! Please?