Free You Belong To Me by Ursula Dukes Page B

from his cell. “911 what is your emergency?”
    “Yes, I think someone has broken into my house and my boyfriend just went back inside, send help please! My address is 145 Gilberton Street, please hurry!”
    “Help is on the way ma'am.”
    Danielle was shivering by the time the squad car arrived and met Mitch in the driveway. She wanted him to hold her and tell her that everything was going to be alright again, like he did only moments before, but she knew he couldn't because he was talking to police. He was telling them that he checked the house and that whoever broke in had come and gone and there was no sign of him. It was what Danielle knew the police were going to ask her to do that made her shiver.
    They were going to ask her to go through the house and tell them what was missing, just the thought of walking through the house made her sick to her stomach. She had loved the house she lived in; made it her home and now he broke in. He broke in and broke up her sanctuary, made it cold.
    “Danielle babe, the police need you to go inside and look around, they need to know what, if anything is missing.”
    “Mitch, can you please come with me? I don’t want to go in there by myself,” she said as she reached for his hand.
    “Of course.”
    “Hey wait those are our friends, that’s my best friend don’t tell me I can't go to her!” Shayla shouted at the police officer who tried to restrain her.  After Mitch gave him a nod, he let Jason and Shayla through. Running and almost knocking her over, Shayla hugged Danielle hard.
    “Oh my god Danielle what the hell happened?”
    “He broke in Shay, he broke into my house.” Just saying it made her break down in tears.
    “And now I've got to go s ee what is missing, I don’t think I want to live here anymore!” She sobbed even more. Mitch taking her in his arms consoled her.  “Babe, let's get this over with and go inside. I'm with you Danielle, I am right here with you.”
    After Jason and Shayla promi sed not to leave, Danielle and Mitch entered the house.
    Once she carefully noted that besides the broken window, there was nothing amiss downstairs, they headed upstairs with the officer. Starting with the guest room, her hopes began to rise once she saw t hat there too, nothing was amiss. Maybe it wasn't him after all , she thought to herself.  She hated the thought of anyone breaking into her home but oddly enough, she’d rather it be a complete stranger or some kids playing a prank. Anyone besides Ethan.
    M aybe it's just some sick coincidence. If my bedroom is okay and my jewelry, what little I have is still there then yes, maybe it is just some kids playing a prank. And a broken window is the extent of it.
    That feeling faded the moment she walked into her b edroom. Instantly she knew that the bed had been jostled about and not by her. When she left to sleep at Shay's last night, her bed was made and Shay could vouch for that as well. Now the comforter was thrown on the floor and the sheets a mess as if someone had rolled around in them.
    “Mitch, my bed was made last night.”
    “Are you sure ma'am?”
    “Yes I'm sure!” Danielle said in a now panicked voice.
    “Look officer if she said her bed was made then it was made.”
    “Anything else amiss ma'am, you'll need to look in your dressers and closets as well.”
    As Danielle opened her closet she half expected someone to jump out. Sensing her apprehension, Mitch held her close as he checked her closet.
    “No everything seems okay in here.”
    “Now you’re dressers ma'am.”
    “Oh yes.”  Feeling embarrassed, Danielle opened her intimates draw. Immediately she knew that the new bras and panties that she had purchased during her and Shay's first shopping trip were now missing.
    “Oh my god Mitch, my bras, my panties, they’re gone! They’re gone Mitch. I know exactly what I had here and there are items missing, I think I'm gonna be sick!”
    While clutching her stomach, Danielle made a hasty