Free Vain: A Stepbrother Romance by Chelsea Hunter Page B

your property with burn marks on
her hands. We don’t know for sure, but we are pretty sure. We are going to need
you to come down to the station to give us a statement.”
             
“Of course.”
             
How could someone be so angry with me that they chose to do this? I knew she
was crazy, but this took it to a whole new level. She destroyed my house. I am
going to be sure to nail her to the wall.
             
“Do you need a ride to the police station?” the officer asks me.
             
“No I have my own car, I will meet you there.”
             
I immediately get into my car and drive to the police station. When I arrive, I
have built up such a head of steam that I’m ready to rip her head off. Storming
out of my car, I almost push a police officer over, rushing into the station.
At this point, I couldn’t care less. I want to be sure that Delia is not going
to get away with this. She is a menace and always has been. I see it now more
clearly than I have ever seen anything before.
    As I enter the building, there is a long desk was in front of
me with two officers behind it.
             
“How can I help you?” one of them asks.
             
“My girlfriend just set my house on fire. I am here to see her go down!”
             
“How do you know she set your house on fire?”
             
“The police arrested her, that’s how .”
             
“Okay, sir, I know this is a pretty emotional time. Do me a favor: go sit over
there and we will get the report from the officer on duty, then take your
statement.”

          I turn and storm away as
the front doors of the police station burst open. The police are trying to control
someone in handcuffs. He is thrashing and kicking around, trying to get free. I
watch as the melee ensues and they wrestle the man to the ground. It takes five
officers, one at each limb and one on his back, to contain him. Once they
establish control, they place cuffs on his legs and arms and carry him into the
station.

          I sit, waiting
impatiently on the uncomfortable, long bench. My leg shakes uncontrollably,
which just makes me more antsy. Watching the police take down that guy
distracted me a little and reminded me of the power the police had. The doors
of the police station open again.

          As I look over my
shoulder, I am shocked. It’s Sam.

                                      
Chapter 12 Day 14 – Samatha’s Vindication “You little whore, you haven’t
changed one bit. Now you are going to get it.”

          John starts to take off
his belt as I cower on the floor, awaiting my fate. A loud bang rings through
my ears and then mayhem. I’m very confused by all the commotion, but realize
that it’s the cavalry coming to save me. There are a band of police officers
standing, shouting, guns drawn.
             
“Freeze! Put down the belt!”
             
With John’s hands already over his head, he has no choice but to let the belt
drop to the floor. His pants fall down to his ankles, revealing his tighty
whities. A smile forms on my face as this somehow seems like just desserts for
him. As soon as his pants fall down, the officers jump in, tackling John to the
ground. I am shocked by the violence of the act, but secretly glad to see it. Now
he will know what it is like to be on the other end of a beating .
             
An officer looks over to me. “Ma’am, are you okay?”
             
I am okay. Better than okay. Finally, something has gone right. Finally, John
has been caught red-handed with no chance of ducking out. “I guess so,” I
reply. “Thank you.”
             
“Just glad we got here in time. That text message really did the trick.” John
looks over to me, as if to say, what the hell is he talking about? “ We will
need you to come with us to