My Man Series #1- My Policeman

Chapter 10

“Everything is alright. Your safe Avery.” Cedric whispered as he unwrapped his tight fingers from my wrist.

I pulled the metal cross against my rib cage, holding it tightly, as I looked up at him. My heart hasn't come to the conclusion that I am safe, as Cedric just said. Instead, it's still slamming against my breast, making it hard for me to suck in a good breath.

“Nobody is in here. You're safe.” He repeated, bringing his hands towards me and tugged the metal cross from my palms. Wasn't easy. My fingers were clinched tight. I didn't want to let it go. “Avery. You. Are. Safe.” He growled.

I watched as his eyes darkened the word safe, and something inside my belly settled. I unwrapped my fingers from the cross and let him take it from me.

“Let's go sit in the living room, and you can tell me and my partner here what happened.” Cedric suggested, while checking out the bathroom when I step aside.

My legs are shaking, like I'm walking on jello. I swear I'm much better in a scary situation over than phone. I don't panic. I get the information that I need. I always do.

“O-okay,” I stuttered out, having trouble forming a coherent word.

Someone was inside my house. But who? I don't even know anyone from this town. Just those from the 911 center and the police station. As we make our way towards my living room, I try to remember everything about my first day here.

Did I piss someone off?

No, I don't feel that I did.

I was nice to everyone. Well, not nice I guess to be nice you have to talk to people, but I smiled. That does count as nice. I smiled at everyone that I have seen, maybe even over smiled at times. I just wanted people to like me and not be weary of a new townie moving in.

“What made you call 911?” The man who I now know, is Cedric's partner. He's a little shorter than Cedric. Cedric is about around 6'7 and this man is about 6'3. He has dirty blonde wavy hair that looks to be past due for a haircut. His bangs keep trying to cover his eyes.

That's got to be a hindrance when you're chasing someone.

“What's your name?” I asked him.

“What?” He asked, confused.

“Your name. You started asking me questions without even introducing yourself.” I informed him.

Honest to God? Like, who does that? Cops are supposed to announce themselves. It is unclear to me why this man didn't. Maybe because Cedric called me by my first name, he thinks he could skip introducing himself?

“Lucas Smith” He growled, sending Cedric an annoyed look. “Could you answer the question? The police department doesn't like when people waste our time.”

Did I just hear him correctly?

“Waste your time?” I whispered.

“Yes”

Apparently I did hear him correctly.

“Waste your time?” I hissed, temper flaring.

“Look Mrs.-” The new asshole started, but I waved my right hand up and shut him up.

How dare he even say I was wasting his time? Someone was inside my home. I know what I heard. I heard a loud bang, not like the gunshot I heard while I was on the phone with Rosie. No. It sounded like someone knocked something over, and right after that, I heard the floor creak.

Therefore, I jumped up from the couch and stared at Officer Smith hard, hands on my hips. I spit" Miss!”

“Look Miss-”