He's Possessive

Everything just went down hill, I never thought that I would find myself being sold to some man. Who would have ever believed that a parent would ever sell there own daughter?


19. Hiding

Liam left me here in the rain without a problem. I knew that would only mean that if I did ever consider giving him a chance. If I let myself fall for him he would do the same thing. If something went wrong then her would leave me without a second thought.

I eventually pushed myself off of the ground. My bottom was wet from sitting on the grass and so were my head and shoulders. I walked a bit faster than I thought that I would be capable of at the moment. When I reached the driveway of Simon's house I saw police cars parked along with his car and his mother's.

I walked into the house confused see two police men sitting on the couch discussing something quietly and Simon leaning against the wall a few steps away from them. His mother had just entered the room with two cups of tea and set them in front of the men. "What is going on in here?" I asked as I stepped inside cautiously. I closed the door behind myself before sitting next to Simon's mother on the other side of the couch.

"We now know what you have been doing and we are sorry to inform you that it won't help yourself or him." One of the men spoke taking me by surprise.

"I'm sorry but I don't know what you are talking about Sir." I said folding my hands in my lap.

"We know that you have been covering up Liam Payne. We know that you have been lying to us about losing your memory of the situation. We know that you have been in contact with him and we won't allow it anymore." Spoke Simon's mother this time around. "I don't understand why you are doing it. Are you afraid that he is going to hurt you again? Has he told you to lie to us?"

"No." I said quickly, wanting nothing more than to just walk up the stairs and hide under my covers in a comfortable bed. "There was just a misunderstanding and I am afraid that he will get in trouble."

"We will not have you communicating with a dangerous man in this house." Simon's mother spoke. She was always the mother figure for me and it felt wrong for me to be upset with her but I was.

"He isn't dangerous, stop saying that! If he was dangerous then he would have hurt me I am sure." I pressed before I heard one of the officers clear their throat.

"This isn't unusual and there is help out there for you. We will help you find someone that you can talk about this with and help you get better. Some people have feelings for their capturer but it can be fixed, its called stokeholmes syndrome." He explained to me making me upset.

"I have no problem. I don't need therapy I am not crazy." I said frowning at the man. "How did you find out about this?" I asked frustrated.

"Someone told us anonymously." The other officer said. I immediatly turned to Simon he was looking at me with a bit of guilt taking over his expression.

"Why would you do this?" I asked him frustrated. I stood up walking to him and gripped onto his shirt even though I was a lot smaller than him. I seemed to somehow keep him in place anyways. "Do you have any idea what you have done?" I asked him a bit loudly. He didn't seem to have any response.

A/n: Sorry If it is short. I will start writing when I reach 335 comments.

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