Without A Trace(Luke Hemmings FF)

Twenty-One

Zoey's POV:
I stand to my feet and look her in the eyes. I don't have any reason to fear her anymore.

"Hello, Maya." I reply. We're close. Dangerously close. Our chests are puffed out and they're almost touching.

"So, I see you've decided to stick with Luke. Don't worry. That won't last long. He can't resist me. All I have to do is text him and he'll be at my house and ready to fuck." She says and I scoff.

"He's rejected sex from you before and he'll do it again. Just back off, okay? Jealousy is ugly and you're not ugly, Maya."

"Who the hell are you to tell to back off?" She's shouting now.

"His girlfriend." I say calmly.

"He was mine first." She snaps.

"Well, a word of advice, you shouldn't get your boyfriend shot if you want to keep him. Just saying." I groan and she pushes me. I laugh at her slightly.

"Don't put your hands on me, Maya. I'm warning you now." I tell her.

"Oh, yeah? What are you going to do about it, bitch?" She pushes me again.

"Maya, I'm not going to keep warning you." I still remain calm. She pushes me again and I lose it.

"Okay, now you've done it." I say, then push her hard enough so that she falls to the ground. I dive on top of her and punch her in the face repeatedly. I notice a car pull up and a quick police siren, but I don't pay attention. As you can tell, I'm a little busy. I hear the car doors slam shut. She claws at my face, trying to get me off, but I punch through it. Next thing I know, I'm being pulled off the girl and arrested.

...

I'm sitting in a holding cell waiting for my mum. I would have told them to call Luke, but I don't want to be anywhere near him right now.

"Miss Delany?" A guard says as he unlocks the steel bar door.

"Your mum's here to pick you up." He adds and I stand to my feet. I have tears staining my cheeks.

"Zoey Delany. Why does that name sound so familiar?" The guard asks as he escorts me on our way to the front.

"Were you the victim in the Mark Hemmings case?" He asks. I groan.

"I was not the victim, I was a victim. People always forget that I wasn't the only person that was stuck in that house just because I was there the longest." I snap. I probably shouldn't, but I'm at my wit's end. People always look at me like a stray puppy stuck in the rain and never sympathize for the other victims.

"Right. I'm sorry." He says and we walk the rest of the way in silence. We get to the lobby and my mum's stood there with her arms crossed.

"You got in a fight?" She doesn't sound angry. She sounds surprised. Like she'd never expect violence from her sweet, innocent little girl. Newsflash, people! I'm not innocent anymore. Mark took that from me. I nod at her.

"With who?" She asks.

"Luke's ex." I tell her.

"What happened?" She asks as we walk out on our way to her car. She knows about Maya. Liz filled her in when I got kidnapped the second time.

"I was sitting on the curb outside the servo when she approached me and when I stood up to talk to her, she pushed me. I asked her to not put her hands on me and she pushed me again, so I decided that I was done being pushed around by people and I did what I've never done in my entire life: I stuck up for myself." I explain and she smiles.