She was mine

DRAKE'S POV

As we sat out on the front steps, lynn held the journal and box tightly in her arms. She hadn't said much since her parents were arrested and I couldn't tell if she was okay or not. The silence worried me more than it probably should have and I kept glancing over at Luis. He had somehow gotten a new coffee drink and was slurping it down like a madman.

The officers moved about on the lawn, through the house, and talked amongst themselves. It looked like the entire neighborhood stood on their front porches to see what was going on. Lynn didn't seem to mind and neither did I.

Officer dickhead finally walked over to us then. "How are you holding up, lynn? You did great in there."

She huffed. "I don't know what happened. I left when it was normal and came back to my dad hiding a gun beneath the table." Her eyes shot up to his and I recognized that look; she was pissed. "Why didn't you guys come in sooner?! Drake or I could have been badly wounded!"

Micky scratched the back of