[Center][h2][color=teal]Lynette Marshall[/color][/h2]

Location: Police station
Interacting with: DeMarcus and Parker Blake/Cops/Elijah Craigh

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Have you ever drowned without being underwater? Because that's how Lynette was feeling. Her body felt like it was floating; weightless in the crushing silence around her. Her mind had blocked out the world. It muffled the man in the front seat. It blinded her from the curious faces outside. The numbness had consumed her but at least the tears had stopped falling. Her body no longer shook with the shock of betrayal but instead a thin thread of anger had begun to grow in its place. 

She wasn't even aware they had arrived at the police station until the door opened next to her. The mornings cool air stealing her from her isolation and thrusting her back into her pained reality. [B]"Miss, you need to come inside."[/b] the deputy ushered when the youth failed to emerge on her own. 

Lynette wanted to refuse. She wanted to demand to go home but her body silently obeyed as she crawled out of the vehicle. Clutching her pack to her chest she followed behind the man, eyes glued to his heels in attempt to ignore the knowing looks cast at them. She didn't feel like she was floating anymore. Her body felt tight and raw.[b] "Alright, here we go. Just wait in here with the others and someone will be with you guys in a moment."[/b]

Lynette nodded and stepped inside only to be greeted with a few familiar faces. Parker was the first person she saw; sprawled out on the floor with what seemed to be a relaxed take to the whole situation. Her brother was off to the side a little, talking to someone. It took a minute of staring before his name bubbled to the surface,'Elijah' He was a bit of a myth around town. Her parents often warned her to stay away from the likes of him. Looking at him now he didn't seem the scary, shady character from her parents cautioning but then again he was at the police station.

She moved over to the corner and leaned against it. [Color=teal]"What a way to start the day."[/color] Lynette joked as she looked up at the buzzing lights above. [Color=teal]"I wonder what's going to happen next."[/color] It didn't seem like she was talking to anyone in particular. More like talking out loud as she fought the tears that stung in her eyes once again. She didn't want to cry but there was no stopping it. Lynette's face crumpled as she slid down the wall to the floor below. She hurt. Every part of her hurt and it came out in ugly sobs. 

She hid her battered face in her pack in attempt to muffle her cries; desperately wishing she'd disappear or that she'd wake up safe and warm in her bed. This couldn't be real. Could it?