Running as fast as i could away from that place was the hardest thing that i have ever done in my life. I knew that she needed help and she had told me where i could go to get it and that i could trust those people. The lady with brown eyes and the brown hair was my only friend that i had at the moment.
I had met her 6 weeks ago when they took my from my home. They must have took her too because when i reached this house and was shoved down in to a dark room which i suspected was the basment, she was curled up in the corner trying her best to hide away. She looked ina bad shape with her bruised face and busted lip, but she gave me a friendly smile and allowed me to cuddle up in to her side. Over the next few weeks that i was there she protected me, whenever the bad men came down the stairs she would shove me behind her and take all the punishments herself.
I dont know why she chose to help me, i had nothing to do with her. However in the time when we were alone she would talk to me about her life, her friends and then about the man who she was in love with. Being 15 and in such a aweful place she helped me realise that what had happend to me was'nt my fault and that once i was out of her i could go back to my old life, the one i hated. It took me a few weeks in to finally realise that i was taken because my dad had lent a lot of money of this ''loan shark'' what ever that is, and thats when i gave up hope of ever getting out of the place. My family did'nt care, they treated me as if i was a pain in their arse as if they could'nt wait to get rid off me. Well i guess they finally got there wish. The lady with the brown hair and eyes told me that they took her because she was a police officer and she accidenlty walked in to something she should'nt of and they wouldnt let her go. To me i dont think that she looked like a police officer, she seemed to nice. Maybe it was because i had only ever had bad run ins with the police but Andy (the lady with the brown hair and eyes) helped me realise that they do have some caring people on the force.
We had been there for 6 weeks before we realised that one of us had the chance to escape, i told Andy that she should go. She has more waiting at home for her than i do and i didnt want to get in the way of her living out the rest of her happy life. However she promptly told me basically ''Get your bloody arse out that stupid window and don't stop running you feel safe'', how could i tell her that the only place i felt safe was with her? so i didn't, i listened to what she said. I ran.
Safe was always such a strange concept for me, i hadn't known what it was like to feel safe until i was ironicly shoved in to a basement with a stranger. So when Andy suggested not stopping until i felt safe, i had never felt more lost. I tried to come up with a range of different idea's of where i could feel safe, places like Home or the Hostpital but neither of these place bought me any comfort, so i thought about the places that Andy told me made her feel safe. However i didn't know where she or ''Sammy'' lived, so i chose the next place on her list, and that placee happend to be 15th division.
It took me about 2 hours to run all the way to 15, and after asking plently of strangers i had suddenly felt very nervous. How could i go in to this place and tell them i knew where Andy was? Would they know who i was on about? Would they listen to me? i had to push my self forward and limp in to the place that my friend had told me she felt safe. I was Out of breath so i thought that before going up to the counter and trying to struggle through what i wanted to say, i should take a breather and catch my breath and then try to find out why my stupid leg hurts so much.
Isat down on the first chair that i could see, as i looked in to the place Andy called a home away from home i realised why she could feel safe her. No one looked threathening, no one was shouting or running about all the time. It had a very serene and calm as well as a family feel about the place. Looking at what i assumed was the front desk i studied the yound cop that was working their. He looked no older then 20 and even that could have been pushing it, he was talking to a young lady who must have been reporting someting and he kept his voice very calm and would always look at her in th eye. When the lady turned around to leave she had a small smile on her face. i studied him again to make sure thta he was making no other gestures behind her back but eh just sat down and then started typing on a keyboard.
I stood up and made my way over, rather slow tring to work out what i shoud say, As i got about 5 steps away from the desk the man looked up, i realised his name badge read 'Epstein' and he was giving me a warm smile, like the ones that Andy gave me telling me everything would be fine.
''You okay there?'' His voice startled me out of my thoughts and i didnt know what i shoudl say so i just shook my head and willed for the words that i needed to speak to come out of my mouth.''Want to tell me what the problem is?'' his kind voice again broke though but i still didnt speak but this time i nodded my head.
''Okay then, but i need to come closer and then tell me whats up, is that alright?'' i stepped up toward the desk which as i got closer got bigger, and when i reached it and i just ended up shouting ''ANDY NEEDS HELP PLEASE!''. Epstein looked shocked to say the least and then a few other cops turned around the see what all the comotion was about but i could'nt stop the onslaught of tears that i found my self over welmed by. ''Please officer you have to help her, sh etold me to come and get help so please.''
The young cop didnt know what to say so he pressed a buzzer on the door and then nodded his head towards it as if telling me to come through, so thats what i did. As i stepped through he met me on the other side and just said '' Come on, lets go find someone to help us''
He took me up to an office that had all glass windows around it at the top of some stairs, and inside sat a older looking man in a white top with a black tie on. As we knocked on the door he looked up from his paper work and issued us inside.
''Whats up epstein?''
''Um Frank, this girl has knowlege about McNally, im positive about it''
i looked at the pair of them completly confused, what th ehell is a McNally and why the hell would i have knowledge of it! I cam ehear about Andy not something called McNally, Should have known not to trust cops.
''Mcnally? Shes been gone 6 weeks, this girl cant posibly have any knowledge about her?''
That clued me in, they where talking about Andy, Oh her last name must be McNally or maybe it is a nickname.
''Excuse me, but you guys are talking about andy right? Because if you think that i am lying about knowing where she is then you will be NO help at all. she told me she could trust you guys. Please help, she has got brown hair and brown eyes and a boyfriend named sammy who is a cop or something else as well.'' I just Rambled on, i was'nt even sure that i was meant to talk and i was being rude to some pretty supior cops but at this point i didnt even care, i had to get help to my friend.
The door burst open, ''i heard someone knows something about Andy?''
I had met her 6 weeks ago when they took my from my home. They must have took her too because when i reached this house and was shoved down in to a dark room which i suspected was the basment, she was curled up in the corner trying her best to hide away. She looked ina bad shape with her bruised face and busted lip, but she gave me a friendly smile and allowed me to cuddle up in to her side. Over the next few weeks that i was there she protected me, whenever the bad men came down the stairs she would shove me behind her and take all the punishments herself.
I dont know why she chose to help me, i had nothing to do with her. However in the time when we were alone she would talk to me about her life, her friends and then about the man who she was in love with. Being 15 and in such a aweful place she helped me realise that what had happend to me was'nt my fault and that once i was out of her i could go back to my old life, the one i hated. It took me a few weeks in to finally realise that i was taken because my dad had lent a lot of money of this ''loan shark'' what ever that is, and thats when i gave up hope of ever getting out of the place. My family did'nt care, they treated me as if i was a pain in their arse as if they could'nt wait to get rid off me. Well i guess they finally got there wish. The lady with the brown hair and eyes told me that they took her because she was a police officer and she accidenlty walked in to something she should'nt of and they wouldnt let her go. To me i dont think that she looked like a police officer, she seemed to nice. Maybe it was because i had only ever had bad run ins with the police but Andy (the lady with the brown hair and eyes) helped me realise that they do have some caring people on the force.
We had been there for 6 weeks before we realised that one of us had the chance to escape, i told Andy that she should go. She has more waiting at home for her than i do and i didnt want to get in the way of her living out the rest of her happy life. However she promptly told me basically ''Get your bloody arse out that stupid window and don't stop running you feel safe'', how could i tell her that the only place i felt safe was with her? so i didn't, i listened to what she said. I ran.
Safe was always such a strange concept for me, i hadn't known what it was like to feel safe until i was ironicly shoved in to a basement with a stranger. So when Andy suggested not stopping until i felt safe, i had never felt more lost. I tried to come up with a range of different idea's of where i could feel safe, places like Home or the Hostpital but neither of these place bought me any comfort, so i thought about the places that Andy told me made her feel safe. However i didn't know where she or ''Sammy'' lived, so i chose the next place on her list, and that placee happend to be 15th division.
It took me about 2 hours to run all the way to 15, and after asking plently of strangers i had suddenly felt very nervous. How could i go in to this place and tell them i knew where Andy was? Would they know who i was on about? Would they listen to me? i had to push my self forward and limp in to the place that my friend had told me she felt safe. I was Out of breath so i thought that before going up to the counter and trying to struggle through what i wanted to say, i should take a breather and catch my breath and then try to find out why my stupid leg hurts so much.
Isat down on the first chair that i could see, as i looked in to the place Andy called a home away from home i realised why she could feel safe her. No one looked threathening, no one was shouting or running about all the time. It had a very serene and calm as well as a family feel about the place. Looking at what i assumed was the front desk i studied the yound cop that was working their. He looked no older then 20 and even that could have been pushing it, he was talking to a young lady who must have been reporting someting and he kept his voice very calm and would always look at her in th eye. When the lady turned around to leave she had a small smile on her face. i studied him again to make sure thta he was making no other gestures behind her back but eh just sat down and then started typing on a keyboard.
I stood up and made my way over, rather slow tring to work out what i shoud say, As i got about 5 steps away from the desk the man looked up, i realised his name badge read 'Epstein' and he was giving me a warm smile, like the ones that Andy gave me telling me everything would be fine.
''You okay there?'' His voice startled me out of my thoughts and i didnt know what i shoudl say so i just shook my head and willed for the words that i needed to speak to come out of my mouth.''Want to tell me what the problem is?'' his kind voice again broke though but i still didnt speak but this time i nodded my head.
''Okay then, but i need to come closer and then tell me whats up, is that alright?'' i stepped up toward the desk which as i got closer got bigger, and when i reached it and i just ended up shouting ''ANDY NEEDS HELP PLEASE!''. Epstein looked shocked to say the least and then a few other cops turned around the see what all the comotion was about but i could'nt stop the onslaught of tears that i found my self over welmed by. ''Please officer you have to help her, sh etold me to come and get help so please.''
The young cop didnt know what to say so he pressed a buzzer on the door and then nodded his head towards it as if telling me to come through, so thats what i did. As i stepped through he met me on the other side and just said '' Come on, lets go find someone to help us''
He took me up to an office that had all glass windows around it at the top of some stairs, and inside sat a older looking man in a white top with a black tie on. As we knocked on the door he looked up from his paper work and issued us inside.
''Whats up epstein?''
''Um Frank, this girl has knowlege about McNally, im positive about it''
i looked at the pair of them completly confused, what th ehell is a McNally and why the hell would i have knowledge of it! I cam ehear about Andy not something called McNally, Should have known not to trust cops.
''Mcnally? Shes been gone 6 weeks, this girl cant posibly have any knowledge about her?''
That clued me in, they where talking about Andy, Oh her last name must be McNally or maybe it is a nickname.
''Excuse me, but you guys are talking about andy right? Because if you think that i am lying about knowing where she is then you will be NO help at all. she told me she could trust you guys. Please help, she has got brown hair and brown eyes and a boyfriend named sammy who is a cop or something else as well.'' I just Rambled on, i was'nt even sure that i was meant to talk and i was being rude to some pretty supior cops but at this point i didnt even care, i had to get help to my friend.
The door burst open, ''i heard someone knows something about Andy?''