I continue staring at the officers in shock. We all were. It’s like we were all frozen, not believing what was going on.
It wasn’t until they were done cuffing her and had begun dragging her that Trevor and Kate unfroze and moved into action.
“What the hell? You got the wrong person!” Trevor shouted, but the cops just gave him a dirty
They stop and turn to look at him. Emma looked like she was in a dream. It’s like she’d detached somehow, and a look of unbelief was plastered on her face.
“I’m sure we didn’t,” the blonde answered. “She told us herself that she was Emma Sharp and that’s who we were sent to arrest.”
Emma didn’t move, and she didn’t struggle. She was frozen in place, her eyes lost and confused. I get her, though. I was also confused as fuck. Why would they arrest her? Why would they think that she was responsible for my attempted murder?
“There has to be a mistake. Emma wouldn’t try to kill Ava no matter their issues,” Kate pleads, but her pleas fall on deaf ears.
“We are just following orders, ma’am,” the other cop said. “I suggest you start looking for a lawyer.”
They start dragging Emma away, with Travis and Kate shouting profanities at them. The rest of us are left there, stunned, and completely out of it.
It happened so fast, or was it so slow? I can’t tell because I was having a hard time wrapping my head around everything that was happening. Emma couldn’t be the one to order my shouting, could she?
“Why did none of you do anything?” Trevor comes back and shouts at the rest of us.
“And what were we supposed to do?” Gabe fires back.
He was right. This was beyond us. This was something that none of us were prepared for. And what the hell did he expect us to do? Fight the police and get arrested too. We are a lot of things, but stupid isn’t one of them.
Trevor then turns and glares at Rowan. It’s only then that I realize that Iris isn’t with him. He most likely left her with my parents or my friends.
“Is this your doing?” he grounds out with disgust coating his tone. “You had her arrested last time; I wouldn’t be surprised if you’re behind her arrest today.”
“I suggest you tread carefully, Trevor; I’m not going to let you spill baseless bullshit while you’re in my house.”
Rowan’s eyes turn cold and dangerous. He was pissed, and it wasn’t hard to take a guess. Unlike Trevor, whose anger is all up in your face, Rowan’s anger is different. Rowan’s anger fills a room, and it always feels like a cold chill down your back.
Kate comes back, crying. She was about to speak when Rowan’s phone rang and interrupted what she was about to say.
He excuses himself and answers. The duo, on the other hand, turned and left, not bothering to say anything to me or Gabe. When the door locks behind them, I sit down, already feeling a headache coming.
Five minutes later, Rowan comes back with a puzzled look on his face.
“What’s wrong?” Gabe asks him.
I twist on the sofa so that I can get a good look at him. For some reason, I just felt that I wasn’t going to like what he was about to tell us.
“Brian,” he begins and I look at him with confusion, not really knowing who that was. “The chief of police called. He asked if we could come by the station.”
“Why?” I asked curiously.
“He didn’t go into details because he said he’d rather tell us in person, but it has something to do with your case and why Emma was arrested.”