Chapter 7
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Kloe looked at me with her eyes and mouth wide open.
I stepped back in shock, tears welling up in my eyes.
"No! This– this can't be." I stuttered in a low voice, a lump in my throat.
'She is known as Donnica Smith! It has been reported that she'd been visiting him a few days before his escape. She claims to be a student but nothing is still certain.'
"No! Nooo!" I screamed, my whole body shaking. Kloe stood up and faced me.
"What is this Donnie? What's going on?!" she asked, scared herself.
I was speechless. I stared at the picture of me in the visiting room with Anthonio, on screen. The security cameras filmed us! What did I expect?
'The police and FEDs are on their way to John Hugh university to find her. She might be dangerous and so everyone is careful.'
"Donnie. Answer me, please..." Kloe muttered, beginning to sob as her shaky hands touched me. I backed out of her grip.
"I didn't do anything! No!"
Not knowing what to do or how to react, I ran to get my car keys to escape. But the police were already on campus. In no time, they'd surrounded the girls' dormitory building.
It was like a horrible dream! I could hear the helicopter above our heads.
I ran to the window and saw that a lot of students had surrounded the building along with the police. There was a huge light on the building, by the helicopter.
"DONNICA SMITH! LEAVE THE BUILDING, HANDS BEHIND YOUR HEAD!" an officer ordered with the use of a loudspeaker. I stared down at the way the other girls ran out of the dormitory, directed by some officers.
I wasn't a terrorist!
My palms were white and my entire body was weakening. I'd been tricked.
Suddenly, our door flung open and two armed officers pointed their guns at me.
"Hands behind your head! Now!"
I simply obeyed. I was traumatized and my entire body shook.
One of them came to me and cuffed my hands behind my back. Tears rolled down my cheeks automatically. I couldn't believe all of it was happening!
They were about to take me downstairs when I turned to Kloe. She was sobbing.
"Donnie–"
"Call my parents and tell them. I'm innocent. To get me a lawyer."
Those were my last words as I was led downstairs and out of the building.
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Outside was a whole crowd. Guns were pointed at me and the helicopter's light was directly on me.
People stepped back like I was some monster. Others filmed me with their phones. I had not done anything, yet I was being treated like an outcast!
They put me at the back of a police car and the head of the officers spoke to the officer who was to drive me away.
"Take her to the headquarters. We gotta ask her some questions first. We wanna search the surroundings. Caruso might be around."
"Yes, sir." the officer replied.
My life was over. I was doomed! My life was destroyed.
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During the whole drive, I didn't have the force nor the courage to raise my head. I leaned weakly against the back of the driver's seat, feeling the handcuffs hurting my wrists. That was supposed to be a good night. But there I sat in my tiny sleeping shorts and T-shirt at the back of a police car.
Suddenly, the car stopped. There was silence around. Without raising my head, I waited for the policeman to take me out of the car. He did open the door and said:
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