Broken Sparrow

Verity is young nineteen year old girl, with her life laid out before her, but her life seems to have already ended. The boy she was with since she was fifteen has made her life a living hell, however, her heart belongs to another, but the feral punishments that will follow if she goes with him are unimaginable. People thought London was a city of dreams and prosperity, filled with promise, but now the only promise she is filled with is a nightmare.

***Not appropriate for people under 15***



11. Jay

I wasn't even gone five minutes, and I came back to an empty table.

My heart stopped. 

Where was she? She wouldn't just up and leave me, she's too scared. Something wasn't right. I walked towards the counter, and the waiter smiled at me.

"Morning, Sir." He said far too cheery for my liking. "How can I help?"

I stopped and looked over my shoulder, to make sure that she wasn't there. "Have you seen the girl I was with? I went to the bathroom, and she's not at the table."

"The pretty one? Oh yes, I know her, you're a lucky guy." He gave me a wink, wrong move. I leaned over the counter and gripped his collar, the material made a ball in my fist as I squeezed tight. His face dropped as I pulled him close. "Did you see where she went?" I growled. 

He pointed to the door and gulped. "She left with some guy." He stammered. 

"Who was he?" My heart pounded in my chest, my mind spinning. It can't be him.

"He was tall, black short hair." He started to perspire on his upper lip, and was struggling to form his words. "He had a sleeve tattoo, it was like some celtic symbols. That's all I know dude, I swear!" He started grabbing at my hands, and I let him drop to the sticky tiled floor. 

"Thanks." I slammed a £10 note on the counter and left. The cafe went silent and all eyes followed me out the door.

I will not let Kian mess with her again.

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