NUMB

KAREN'S POV

From learning that my friend got shot to hearing the worst news of my life. My friend of many years had wanted me dead because she wanted my man.

I couldn't move in my seat. I couldn't, even if I wanted to. I shut my eyes hoping to wake up and find out that everything was all a nightmare until I felt my hand being grabbed and the cold metals clasping my wrist.

Maybe it was because I was already numb of any feelings at all that I didn’t feel a pain as the thing locked my arms together.

As I was being cuffed, I heard Jay try to speak to one of the officers. Didn't make out his exact words nor the officer’s response but soon they started to take me away.

Down the hallway, the pitiful and judgemental gazes of people washed me head to toes. I followed humbly as they led me outside.

“I'm coming to the station with her,” I heard Jay say to the officers as they pushed me into the hilux.

“No. You don't need to. Officers let's go,” I refused. The last thing I wanted was to wa