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“Very well,” the judge answers. “Court dates to be set within a month.” He slams his hammer again and stands and leaves the room.
I sit still, stunned to silence. I’m not going home. I’m in jail.
Cameron and Adrian run to the front of the courtroom to see me. “It’s going to be ok,” Cameron whispers as he puts his hand on my arm reassuringly. “It’s ok, stay calm.”
“It’s ok, Joshua, we will get you out. You just be strong, ok,” Adrian whispers. “We will get you out.”
My eyes flick to Ben as the guards pull me to a standing position. He’s the only one who can help me now. “Find him,” I mouth.
He nods. “I will. I promise.”
I am dragged by my cuffs out of the room and into my own private hell.
Natasha
I sit on the floor in the semi-dark room lit only by the lamp. I have a black eye from being hit earlier today and I think my rib may be broken, but I’m not sure. I have turned the televisions back on silent. If only I could turn them off completely. I’m unable to watch my sister and best friends cry at the water’s edge as the police look for my body. Joshua is in hospital. Who is with him? Who is taking care of him? I can’t stand the thought of him going through this.
The door slowly opens and I cringe, expecting that huge mean man, but instead I see something unexpected. A young sandy blond man smiles gently at me while carrying a tray of food.
“Hello, Natasha,” he says softly. “I brought you something to eat.” He places it nervously on the table and lifts the lid to show me pasta and dessert.
I frown and stay silent as I try to sum up this situation. What the hell is this guy doing here being nice? Am I in the fucking twilight zone?
He wrings his hands in front of him nervously and produces some Advil from his pocket. “I brought you some pain medication.”
I frown in response. I’m so confused.
He stands nervously as I sit on the floor. “Are you going to eat?” he asks as he gestures to the plate.
I bring my knees up to my chest in defence and shake my head.
“Natasha, I have to stay in here until you eat and if you don’t I have to call Carl back in,” he replies gently.
I frown.
“He will hurt you. Please eat,” he urges.
I swallow my fear of the animal who was in here earlier. I have no doubt that he is the one who has been assigned to kill me when they are ready.
“What am I doing here?” I whisper.
He looks down at the food and puts the lid back over it. “Don’t ask me questions.” He holds my arm up, undoes my bandage, looks at the stitches and then wraps it back up.
“Please I beg you. Please help me. Let me use your phone to ring the police,” I whisper.
“Stop it,” he snaps.
I shake my head nervously and stand quickly. “Please, please. My family are looking for me. They are frantic.”
He shakes his head nervously and leaves the room and I hear the click of the lock.
I close my eyes in frustration and slowly sit at the table and look at the food in front of me. I can think of nothing worse than eating right now. I put my hand on my chest. Joshua would not be eating. What pain is he going through?
I need to get out of here. I need to get to him.
Who is doing this?
I look back at the food. I am hungry. I need to stay strong. I slowly eat the food that has now gone cold and I take two of the painkillers with some water. This is a nightmare. I pace through the room for another hour as I wrack my brain for some answers. So there are two men here and I am being looked after. Why?
