Hello again ladies and gentlemen. Time for another short story! As always this is available as an audiobook either on the audio page or as part of the podcast series on iTunes found here. The two podcast series’ are going great and I would like to thank everyone who is listening, long may they continue!

    Anyway on to the story...

   

Wild

By Daniel .M. Brown

How did it come to this? The thought ran through her head constantly. Since when did she need to be monitored like this? The policeman left the room, although trained not to show emotion it was clear that he was distressed by what he had seen. A young woman, lost in the world.

How is it that somebody can go so far off the rails so fast. He glanced back through the window in the door, the girl had her head in her hands. When was the backup going to arrive, how long could he detain her, what if she got violent? Was she on drugs? The sight of her turned his stomach, she had been walking the streets getting into all sorts of trouble for years. Nobody had stopped her, there was nowhere that could deal with her, now it had all come to a head.

Somebody had paid the price of her downwards spiral of a life. Stabbed twice. One looked like a minor cut to the arm, but the one to the stomach surely must have been serious, the amount of blood made the policeman feel ill himself. He stood still, taking a moment to contemplate the fate of this young girl, his colleagues would arrive soon, bundle her into the van, the trial would be held further down the line and with her record she was almost certainly going to prison. Perhaps that might sort her out he wandered, knowing deep down that she was just the type who would love the prison environment.

His thoughts were interrupted, two more policemen from the station arrived, he told them the details, alcoholic, homeless, history of drug abuse, possibly violent. They looked into the room and instantly looked back at him, a sorrowful almost apologetic look in their eyes a smile wreathed in sadness crossed his lips as they went in and restrained the broken looking girl.

She could barely stand, the blood on her shoes didn’t help her weak legs in their attempts to hold her up. The two men almost dragged her out of the room. As she walked past the officer standing in the doorway they came face to face, nearly touching. Their eyes locked and they both recoiled as if in sudden pain.

The girl stumbled, the two men escorting her didn’t catch her weight, she hit the floor barely cushioning her fall with her hands. She shuffled round to face the officer she had just locked eyes with. She spoke a few words in a broken voice, the words could not have been more painful to him though. Seven words that cut him to the core.

“Don’t let them take me away dad.”

Thanks for reading/listening,

and as always until the next time,

look after yourself and have fun,

dan