“Hi, are you Amelia Waters?” The officer asks.
“I’m Officer Ramon, Officer Brian sent me to ask you a few questions.”
“Oh, now he wants to hear what I have to say?”
“Never mind, what do you want to know?” Amelia murmurs.
“For starters, do you have any idea where your mother might’ve gone?”
“Um, no,” Amelia replies. Like I would tell you.
“Don’t lie, Amelia, tell him where she is,” Leona chimes in.
“Could you not talk to me?” Amelia snaps. She looks at Officer Ramon and says, “Leona is the person you should be arresting. She’s the criminal.”
“Your mother is the one on the run. So I would like a little cooperation, please. Now does anything come to mind?”
Yes, that you’re just like the others. “Sorry, I honestly don’t know.” Tears run down Amelia’s face as she realizes that no matter what she says, her aunt will come out the victor. Leona glares at her furiously, probably wishing she could claw the skin off her body. Amelia takes a deep breath and says, “Is there anything else, Officer Ramon?”
“If you happen to hear from her, I suggest you tell her to turn herself in. I assume you realize she’s looking at an attempted murder charge if your father survives.”
“Yes, I’m well aware,” Amelia mumbles.
“Ma’am,” he says to Leona and heads towards the lobby.
Once again, Leona wins. Amelia ponders how she can fix the situation. She figured things would turn out fine somehow, but now everything is a colossal mess. She bites her nails and then nibbles on her bottom lip. Oh mom, I hope you’re somewhere safe. She knows her dad wouldn’t want her mother to go to jail.
Looking at the three of them sitting there without a care in the world makes Amelia desperately wish she had a bucket of boiling water. Leona gets out of her chair and sits next to her. Amelia jumps up when Leona grabs her arm and slams her back down.
“This is how things are going to go. You will be staying with us from now on, and don’t even think about contacting your grandparents or they’ll have to deal with me. So if you value your mother and her family, you won’t put up a fuss,” Leona demands.
“I’m not staying with you! You psycho! Besides, there is no way I’m putting up with you and your evil trolls for any extended period of time. I’d rather wrestle a bear,” Amelia barks.
Leona snatches Amelia’s chin with her cold hands and warns, “You are fifteen years old and are not legally able to stay on your own.”
Amelia grits her teeth and pushes Leona’s hands away from her face. “That’s right, and I have every right to go and stay with my grandparents.” She feels good about standing up to her aunt, but being this close to Leona’s demonic presence is making her body shiver. She rubs her arms to rid the goosebumps.
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