Blaze Of Glory
PikaDarkness
Chapter 13
Locking Up The Innocent.
Recovering was a hard process because you have to know your limits. Like you have to know the rules of a sport and follow them lest you get sin binned, recovering was like that your following these things like you play a few games or walk around for a little bit then take it easy for the rest of the day.
Jeff and Emma were finding that hard, they didn't rest as much as they were now, they were pretty active people.
"God! How much longer do we have to do this?!" Emma burst out angrily, sitting on the lounge watching boring documentaries. Jeff jumped; he had been going to sleep.
"Uh well the doctor said to take it easy for a week, Emz it's only been three hours." Jeff laughed,
"And yet you've managed to fall asleep three times in a documentary that's only been on 15 minutes,"
"Can you blame me? Their talking about saving the insects! And how many flaming species of insects there are! If that's not boring I don't know what is" Jeff defended himself.
"Well at least stay awake! I had to hit you more then three times to wake you up!" Emma shook her head; these were rare spats between them it happened when they were bored. "This may be boring but you don't see me falling asleep."
"Your playing with your nails or pulling stuffing out of the lounge- stop that!" Jeff cried realising what she was doing; Emma smiled and kept pulling it out. Jeff whacked her playfully on the arm; this was the start of a little punch war.
"I win!" Jeff cried as Emma gave up. "God now that's getting boring urgh!"
"Insects are like people… different in size texture and colour."
"Racist bastard." Emma commented throwing popcorn at the TV. Jeff broke out in laughter. "What he is! He's being racist to his own race and the insects! Just coz some of them are green doesn't make them any different!" Emma yelled at the TV. Jeff was heaving with laughter.
"Oh oh wait the spider is gonna get him! I seen the commercial to this once this is what- YEAH! WOOOHOOO! NO MORE DOCUM- oh man!" Jeff groaned as another one intercepted it.
Emma laughed, this was a memorable day to be sure, and this was the few times a day they got to sit down without the phone or the door going off.
"Why not change it to something else?" Emma asked.
"This is the only thing that's on unless you wanna watch some Dracula movie."
"Just check what's on" Emma sighed.
"Dracula movie… Criss Angel Mindfreak."
Emma jumped up and down in her seat. "Put it on Mindfreak!"
"No way."
Emma lunged on Jeff to get the remote; Jeff laughed and turned to the side blocking the remote from Emma.
That didn't stop Emma she was still trying to get at the remote from him. Jeff playfully kept pushing Emma away, but that didn't stop her. This turned into a miniature wrestling match, Jeff roared with laughter as Emma fell onto the floor but yelped as she jumped back on the lounge receiving a hit to the head, he started laughing again as she started tickling him and to poor Jeff's misfortune, there was nowhere to go.
"Gimme the remote." Emma knew it was a matter of time before he caved. And he did, quickly getting the remote and holding it out to her begging for her to stop the unbearable torture.
Emma had a smug look as she settled back down.
"I don't think this is what they meant of recovering." Jeff said and they both went into laughter they couldn't stop because of their hyper mood.
"Oh god… we should do this more often," Emma told Jeff grinning. "This is so much fun!"
"I know what you mean! Why does it have to be Mindfreak?"
"Because I watched the documentary." Emma was watching Criss Angel levitate off a building.
"I did too!" Jeff cried laughing incredulously.
"What the 10 minutes you were awake for it?"
"I was up longer then that!" Jeff pushed Emma, who pushed back.
Emma nodded. "10 minutes and 59 seconds, I'm sorry for miscounting."
Jeff pushed her with an insulted grin. Emma laughed.
"This is bullshit! It's fake Emz." Jeff threw popcorn at Emma, who pulled them out of her hair and threw a hand full back. Jeff threw more back before Emma got the bowl and tipped it over Jeff before taking off upstairs with Jeff following closely behind her. Emma ran into her room, legs shaking from the effort, and locked it just a second before pounding came from it.
"Emma get out here! I'm gonna kill you!" Jeff shouted jokingly, banging on the door Emma was a bit frightened.
"Good reason for me not to come out Popcorn boy!" Emma teased. Jeff growled. Emma heard and was dreading if he was going to knock down the door or walk away.
The window slid open; this masked figure was climbing through it. Emma turned and screamed rushing frantically to open the door. Jeff was surprised to see her run out and hide behind him.
"What's the matter?" he asked seriously. Emma pointed to her window. Jeff looked at it. Suddenly the figure lunged at Jeff knocking him back into Emma. The man pulled a fold out knife from his back pocket.
"Move!" Jeff cried as the man went to stab them. Emma rolled to the left and Jeff to the right. The man had no interest what so ever in Jeff, he wanted Emma.
Emma screamed and Jeff shouted "Oh no you don't!"
Jeff leapt up and punched the man with all the strength he possessed, the man stumbled.
"Emma get out of here! Get outside!" Jeff shouted, dodging the man's punches with ease and retaliating with his own. Emma obeyed and crawled a few feet before getting up and bounding down the stairs. Emma opened the front door and ran out. (If your confused over why this is being put in here just don't worry it'll all be explained.)
She could hear shouting and things being smashed from the second storey. She waited several agonizing minutes, the door swung open without her noticing. Emma screamed as someone grabbed her and she fought viciously.
"Emma stop! It's me!" Jeff shouted, Emma stopped fighting and grasped him in a hug, Jeff returned it. "Are you alright?"
"I'm fine… are you?" Emma asked, shaking. Who was that man? Why did he try to kill them?
"I'm fine, the man's dead, he stabbed himself the idiot." Jeff shook his head. "His last words were 'the worst is yet to come' but with him dead I don't think the worst is coming."
"He could have been sending a message from some organisation." Emma suggested "Maybe killing himself was some self destruct message."
"Maybe…" Jeff trailed. "Well we have to get his body out of the house."
"Dad what if we are charged with murder?" Emma squeaked. Jeff held up his hand.
"Don't worry, you wont be charged but I might." That didn't help, Emma didn't want Jeff to go to jail.
"Maybe we should call the police." Jeff suggested. "To explain what happened, maybe they'll believe us."Emma nodded. Jeff went into the spare room, Emma went with him, still terrified.
When the police arrived they carried the man out in a body bag.
"Now," said a mean looking police officer, looking down at Emma and Jeff as they sat on the lounge. "what happened?"
Emma decided to explain what she knew.
"Well me and dad were sitting here throwing popcorn at each other," Emma started, the officer nodded. "I threw the bowl over Dads head then ran upstairs, we had a few teasing words before I heard my window creak open. I turned around and screamed when the man was climbing through the window, I ran out and hid behind dad.
"Dad protected me, fighting with the man, Dad told me to get outside so I did, and until dad came out I don't know what happened."
The officer looked at Jeff. "Explain what happened when this young girl left the house.
"I was fighting with him, he had a fold out knife and was trying to kill me with it. I punched him and he fell over. He then said 'The worst is yet to come' I punched him a few more times before he put the knife through himself, then I went out to see if Emma was ok."
"Sir why would the man stab himself if he was their to kill you both?"
Jeff shook his head. "We don't know sir. We thought it might be a self-destruct message; if he was unable to kill us, he'd deliver the message and kill himself."
The officer considered that. It did seem to fit.
"We have to take you both down to the station, and get you to repeat your statements while on a lie detector, if your story changes or seems out of order you will be arrested."
The officer pulled out handcuff's. "This is just in case you get any smart idea's of running, you're a suspect, and we take suspects out like this."
Emma got enough courage to say. "Innocent until proven guilty."
The officer looked at Emma with shock. "That's right, but there are no other witnesses to back up your story."
The handcuffs hurt Jeff, steel rubbing against flesh wasn't a good feeling. It felt like his skin was coming off. Emma wasn't put in handcuff's, she was given the choice of staying or coming with them, Emma chose to come for fear of this happening again without Jeff's help.
Jeff hit his head as he was forced into the car, Emma climbed in next. Glass separated the backseat from the front, when the officers talked you couldn't hear, and it was likewise for Jeff and Emma.
"These handcuff's kill!" Jeff complained. "I never thought they could hurt so much!"
Emma grasped the cuff's and pulled them further up Jeff's wrists revealing red, irritated skin.
"Ouch…" Emma commented. Jeff nodded. "Thank goodness they don't put the innocent woman in handcuffs."
"You? A woman? That'll be the day." If Emma wasn't in a police car and if Jeff wasn't able to defend himself, she'd hit him.
Getting to the police station, Jeff was dragged out of the car, stumbling a bit as his feet found the ground. Emma got out after, trying to stay beside Jeff, but the pace the Officer was dragging him at it was impossible to even jog to keep up. So Emma fell behind 10 feet then had to run when they yelled at her to hurry up.
Jeff was happy to be released from the handcuff's once they were inside the station, he rubbed his wrists to get the blood flowing again.
Then he was taken into the interviewing room. Emma was sitting in the waiting room for an hour before he was back out in handcuff's tears strolling down his face.
Emma got up. "What's going on?"
"We don't believe the story, and seeing as he was inside with the man while you were outside, he's being taken to jail."
"No!" Emma cried. "For how long?"
"Four weeks."
Emma's mouth fell open. "A month!? B-but he's innocent."
"Miss please, you have no proof of that." The officer said. "I'll give you guys a few minutes." and Jeff was let out of the cuff's.
"What did you say?" Emma demanded an answer, her voice emotional. More tears fell from Jeff's face, rolling down his chin, tickling his sensitive skin.
"The truth… but to them… it seemed far fetched."
Emma hugged Jeff, Jeff hugged back, it was the most firm and loving hug they had had for a very long time.
"You'll have to move in with Delia for the month… make sure she doesn't hate me for this." Jeff choked. Emma gently parted from Jeff.
"Don't worry she wont, your innocent. She'll believe us."
"Alright you," Jeff had the handcuff's put back on him. "Time is up."
"Goodbye, visit me will you? I love you" Jeff quickly said. Tears cascaded from Emma's eyes.
"I will! Goodbye daddy I love you too!" With a smile from Jeff, he was gone in a blink.
Emma wrapped her arms around her stomach and sank to the floor, crying hard. It was only a month… but seeing your father being taken to jail was something Emma never thought she'd see, and if she was correct in her assumption people that went in the jail doors never came out the same again.
"Excuse me miss… are you alright?" This policeman looked close to nineteen. He had dull blue eyes and jet black hair.
"Oh yes I'm fine, my father was taken to jail for being innocent and I'm just peachy!" Emma snapped not caring if this guy could also send her to jail.
"Miss I'm only trying to help." This guy was patient, understanding, not like the cop that sent Jeff away.
"My name is Emma."
The officer nodded. "I'm Mitch."
Emma nodded, this Mitch was friendly. "Look I'd love to stay and chat but I have to find a place to stay for a month."
"A month isn't so bad… I mean its not a life sentence or anything. Where's your mum?"
"She died seven years ago, from that house fire in Pallet Town on Mother's day."
"I heard about that, so you were the seven year old stuck inside the house with her?"
"Yes I was"
Mitch's brow furrowed "Why are you speaking in past tense?"
"I've changed since I was seven, I'm not that little girl any more Mitch, and I never will be."
"Don't you have anywhere to go?"
"My dad's girlfriend might take me in for the month, but if she cant I don't know what I will do, my family on Mum's side stopped contact with dad and me and family on Dad's side are completely wiped out. I don't have living cousins Aunties or Uncles on his side."
"I know it seems sudden but… if you don't have a place to stay… your welcome to move in with me. I'm a cop, I wouldn't make any sudden moves."
Emma smiled. "Thank you."
Mitch nodded. Emma got up Mitch showed her to the phone, and Emma rang Delia.
"Hello?" Delia's cheery mood was about to be dampened from the news Emma would bring.
"Delia…"
"Oh hi Emma how are you?" Delia was missing the sorrow and despair in Emma's voice.
"Not good…" Emma sighed, she heard this crackling noise that was Delia's breath quickening.
"What's wrong?"
"Dad he's-he's…" Emma couldn't say it. "He's been taken to jail."
"WHAT?!"
Emma cringed and held the phone at arms length before she put it back to her ear. "This man broke into our house and dad fought him off, but the man killed himself and now dad's in jail… only for a month though which is good. He asked me to tell you not to hate him, he needs us right now Delia, now more then ever."
"I-I don't hate him…" Delia muttered audibly. Emma was relieved.
"Delia… I also need a place to stay. Could you help me out?"
"I'm sorry Emma, we're filled. With Misty and Brock staying here I cant fit anyone else in"
"That's fine Delia I understand, I have to go now I'll be running up a bill at the Police station. Bye"
"Bye"
Mitch was standing with his back to the wall, his eye raised.
"Their full, cant take anyone… looks like I'm with you."
Mitch smiled.
Well there was a small ray of sunshine breaking through her storm clouds.. If only she had the sun for real.
To Be Continued…
I keep throwing surprises at you don't I? Throwing my favourite character in jail isn't something anyone could expect. Next chapter (CHAPTER 14 OMG!) will be in Jeff's point of view of the month sentence I gave him!!
To all of the Jeff fans who completely hate me for this I am terribly sorry, it was either him or Emma and I chose him coz of age. Imagine sending a 14 year old to jail for suspected murder? Weird isn't it? Anyways I have chapter 14 to write and you might find I have written and uploaded the whole story up, coz I'm anxious to write the sequel (then I have got the third to write then the two prequels I might be done with them all sometime next year if I'm lucky.)
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