Chapter 4

“Leah, it’s alright. You’re safe.” His words began to calm me once again.

There was a gentle knock at the door; my head snapped around, looking at the door. It opened slowly and in stepped an older lady in a pant suit. Her long blonde hair pinned back into a neat ponytail. She was carrying a notebook under her arm. Her expression changed as she saw the startled look on my face, the water on the table, the knocked-over chair, and Logans hand on my arm.  

“Amelia,” Logan stepped away and outstretched his hand with a smile.

“Logan,” she smiled back, “what happened here?”  

“There was a loud noise that startled, Leah.”

“I see. Excuse me a moment.” She nodded and exited the room.

A few moments later she returned with an officer who apologised for the noise and cleaned up the water. Logan picked the chair back up and went to pour another cup of water. As he handed it to me, it was only then that we all realised how much I was shaking. Logan placed the cup on the table in front of me and headed towards the door.

“Wait, please don’t leave.” My voice was filled with fear.

“It’s Leah, isn’t it?” Ameila asked me.

I nodded, looking at her.

“Leah, I’m Amelia Clarke. I need to take your statement about what happened this evening.”

My eyes pleaded, locked with Logan’s before looking back at Amelia.

“It’s alright, I can stay if you want me to.”

My body relaxed as he spoke.

“Are you sure Logan?” Amelia asked.

“Yes, but you should know, you are going to need to get my statement afterwards.”

Amelia’s face changed, “You’re involved?”

“I’ll let Leah explain.” Logan said, taking a seat next to me.

I watched as if I was the only one still standing. Slowly, taking a seat and wrapping my hands around the cup. I took slow sips of the drink, attempting to steady myself.  

“Alright, Leah, please talk me through the events of this evening.” Amelia asked.

I started to recall the evening. Recalling the events took more of a toll than I thought they would on me. Having to stop and start several times, taking sips of water to clear my head. I was asked to supply all my details. Questions were asked throughout by Amelia. At one point she stopped and disappeared from the room for a while before returning.  

“Leah, I have sent officers to your address. They will collect evidence and clear the property. Do you have anywhere else you can stay this evening?”

I looked down at my hands wrapped around the cup. Keeping my eyes fixed on the cup, I shook my head slowly.

“No family or friends you can stay with?”

I shook my head again.  

I heard a change in Amelia's tone of voice, “We can keep you here until your home is clear for you to return, but it might be worth considering staying in a hotel for the next few days just to be sure.”

“I’m hundreds of miles from family and friends while I finish my work placement and business course. I have no one close to me, I can call on or anywhere else I can go. Please just let me go home.” I sighed.

“I’m going to get a sketch artist to come and sit with you while I take Logan’s statement.” Amelia explained.

Amelia and Logan left the room when a young gentleman came in. I wasn’t sure why I was doing this as I didn’t get a good look at anyone. Around an hour later the sketch artist left and Amelia reappeared without Logan. A twang in my gut appeared when she closed the door behind her.  

“Now, Leah, I need you to be honest with me.”

My eyes widened at her.

“Is there a reason you chose Logan?”  

“Chose?” I questioned.

“Why did you choose Logan in the street?”

“There was no-one else around!” Defensiveness built inside me.

“Why did you choose to kiss him?”

“I don’t know, you think all of this was my choice!” I snapped.