N.B. sorry about the wait… again. It's been hectic… hopefully you like this one -. it's a bit short, but any longer and I'm not sure how it would have turned out. Still haven't gotten to the part that involves the Criminal Minds parts but that should be within the next couple of chapters or so. And just so you know why I'm taking so long to post all these, I've been writing the other chapters too, so there may at times be like three posted at once… however this is not one of those times sorry - you'll have a long wait again.
Lost
Her mother quickly pushed something into her hands and ran to the living room just as the front door opened and was slammed shut. The words "Honey I'm home!" resounding off the walls of their house.
Emma couldn't make out the muffled words her mother replied with, but she could determine the tone; her mother was scared.
"Why did you just drive off like that sweetheart? You know I was supposed to come with you right? And you, you just LEFT ME THERE LIKE AN IDIOT. What do you have to say to that, you know I ju... ju... just don't like it when you do stuff like this, you always do it, you always do it, you always do it. AND I DON'T LIKE IT."
Emma wasn't prepared for what happened next. The bedroom door, where Emma was concealed banged open. She could hear two sets of footsteps enter.
"This is our bedroom" the man said, "now who has been in it, has someone else been in it that you haven't told me about, now TELL ME THE TRUTH. Or I swear, I swear to god I will kill you right here and now."
There was silence
"You're not telling me Grace, you know what that makes me think? It makes me think that you have had someone else here, in our bedroom. How could you Grace? How could you?"
Grace frowned "H... how do you know my name?"
"KNOW YOUR NAME?" the man screamed "Dear dear grace, I've been watching you for so long now, I know what we've shared, you know it too, you can't deny it.
"I don't know what you're talking about…"
All Emma could hear now was heavy fast breathing.
Followed by a loud bang reverberating in her ears
A gunshot
Silent tears started forming in her eyes; she knew she couldn't make a sound.
She heard the front door opened and slammed shut, car start and drive away.
Emma wanted to move, but she couldn't. The silent tears turned into violent sobs and she couldn't stop shaking. Not for what seemed like hours.
