Lucy walked out of the toilet and looked at her watch. She had to go back, but then she’d have to pass Cas’ table and she wasn’t sure if she could do that with a straight face. Or she could just go around the building and use the entrance.
“Are you okay?”
Lucy looked up. Another woman, not much older than her, walked up to her.
“It’s alright, I’m a cop” the woman said and she held up a card with her name and where she worked. “Anything you want to tell me? Like what happened in there?”
Lucy laughed and looked away. “Yeah, I don’t really see why that’s any of your business. No offense”
“None taken” the woman said. “I thought I heard you scream. Was he hurting you?”
“Yeah” Lucy said, scratching her hair confused. “But I don’t think he meant to”
“Sweetie, come on, you know that’s a bunch of crap. All man are the same” the woman said with a little smirk.
“No, no, it wasn’t like that. He looked rather upset” Lucy said. “I mean, it was all very nice at first. He’s a good kisser”
“Wait” the woman cut her off. “You kissed with him? You actually kissed him? You let him touch you?”
“Yeah” Lucy frowned. She thought that had been obvious. “Why is that any of your business?”
A furious expression appeared on the woman’s face and she violently forced her arm in Lucy’s stomach. “It is my business,” Lucy’s eyes widened and blood streamed out of her mouth. The woman pulled her arm back, holding Lucy’s insides in her hand. “because Cas is mine”
She dropped the insides on the ground and walked away.
“Are you okay?”
Lucy looked up. Another woman, not much older than her, walked up to her.
“It’s alright, I’m a cop” the woman said and she held up a card with her name and where she worked. “Anything you want to tell me? Like what happened in there?”
Lucy laughed and looked away. “Yeah, I don’t really see why that’s any of your business. No offense”
“None taken” the woman said. “I thought I heard you scream. Was he hurting you?”
“Yeah” Lucy said, scratching her hair confused. “But I don’t think he meant to”
“Sweetie, come on, you know that’s a bunch of crap. All man are the same” the woman said with a little smirk.
“No, no, it wasn’t like that. He looked rather upset” Lucy said. “I mean, it was all very nice at first. He’s a good kisser”
“Wait” the woman cut her off. “You kissed with him? You actually kissed him? You let him touch you?”
“Yeah” Lucy frowned. She thought that had been obvious. “Why is that any of your business?”
A furious expression appeared on the woman’s face and she violently forced her arm in Lucy’s stomach. “It is my business,” Lucy’s eyes widened and blood streamed out of her mouth. The woman pulled her arm back, holding Lucy’s insides in her hand. “because Cas is mine”
She dropped the insides on the ground and walked away.
The next morning.
Jo woke up, because someone was banging the door.
“Mr. Allen? Open the door!” a female voice said.
Jo stumbled out of bed and wiped her eyes. She walked to the door and opened it. There were two inspectors, a man and a woman.
“Good morning, miss. I’m inspector Roberts, this is my colleague inspector Williams” Isabel said, showing her badge. “We need to talk to Emmanuel Allen. We were told we could find him here”
Jo frowned and shook her head. “I don’t know anyone with that name. You have the wrong house”
Inspector Williams searched in his bag and conjured a picture. “Maybe this might help you?” he said. Jo’s eyes widened and she took the picture. “I know him” she admitted. “But his name’s not Emmanuel. It’s Castiel”
Jo woke up, because someone was banging the door.
“Mr. Allen? Open the door!” a female voice said.
Jo stumbled out of bed and wiped her eyes. She walked to the door and opened it. There were two inspectors, a man and a woman.
“Good morning, miss. I’m inspector Roberts, this is my colleague inspector Williams” Isabel said, showing her badge. “We need to talk to Emmanuel Allen. We were told we could find him here”
Jo frowned and shook her head. “I don’t know anyone with that name. You have the wrong house”
Inspector Williams searched in his bag and conjured a picture. “Maybe this might help you?” he said. Jo’s eyes widened and she took the picture. “I know him” she admitted. “But his name’s not Emmanuel. It’s Castiel”