His Rejected Mateless Luna

Nathan

“Yes…yes that is my only mistake, I accept it and I am willing to make changes. I am inclined to seek forgiveness from everyone involved. I will do that, I promise”

“You can do that from your prison chamber. I don’t give a damn! Now step out” I was done conversing with him and I have better things to do rather than to squander my time listening to his bullshit.

“No wait… Please listen to me…

“Get the hell out of the damn car before I get you out of it myself, I made sure to put emphasis on pronouncing each word and that got him to get down immediately, his hands shoved into his pockets and his head hanging low in shame or whatever, I can’t tell and I don’t give a damn. All I want to do was to fulfill my instructions and get the hell out of this damn place.

I walked slowly behind them, my eyes focused, ready to take action in case any one of them attempted to scope away. Spencer had been surveying the whole surroundings. I don’t know what for but I sure as hell was going to show him he stood no chance if he tried anything ridiculous.

Fortunately for him, he didn’t and I guided them successfully into the station and we were greeted by two cops sitting at the counter, each going on with his business. I recognize one as been part of the food assigned to look into Landon’s matter and he actually looked not so pleased to see us, probably thinking we are here to see if there is any information regarding our missing child.

I don’t know how people have depended on this waste of space for protection but they really do and it is so sad to know. Should we have followed their instructions, we would probably be at home, doing nothing but just waiting for them to perform their miracle and find our son.

“I told you precisely to stay out of here and we are going to get back to you if we find the slightest information that might be helpful, why are you here right now!” He arched his brows and squirted his eyes in a challenging kind of way.

My eyes met his in an equally challenging kind of way and I replied without batting a lash. “I am not here to source any piece of information from you, instead, I am here to pass it on to you”

“What?” He remarked with a bit of confusion. His gaze flickered between me, to Spencer and then finally landed on Collins, probably hoping to get some form of explanation from him whereas Collins had his head faced down, avoiding eye contact with each and every person in the room.

“What do you mean by that? Start explaining yourself, I do not have all the time in the world and you should not just come here and expect me to tolerate you speaking in riddles. This is a station. We do not do that here” The other Officer, who I do not recognize spoke. He too seemed to be very much invested in the conversation since we came in and he had his attention focused solely on us rather than the computer in front of him which he was supposed to focus on.

“The missing child, Landon that is, has been found and I am here to put before you the culprit responsible for his kidnapping* As much as they do not want their time to be wasted, so do I despise being around humans and I would try as much as I can to reduce my interaction with one, except when it is utterly necessary.

“What?” The familiar officer muttered again in disbelief. He was either deaf or had a weird obsession with making people repeat their words, either of the two, I wasn’t planning on repeating anything I said because I wasn’t fond of doing that especially not to a lesser being.

“I did not stutter” I deadpanned, gazing at him dead in the eyes. You either take time and let what I say register into your head before opening your mouth or I take away my criminals and evidence to another station”

Nathan

“Yes…yes that is my only mistake, I accept it and I am willing to make changes. I am inclined to seek forgiveness from everyone involved. I will do that, I promise”

“You can do that from your prison chamber, I don’t give a damn! Now step out” I was done conversing with him and I have better things to do rather than to squander my time listening to his bullshit.

“No wait…. Please listen to me…”

“Get the hell out of the damn car before I get you out of it myself.” I made sure to put emphasis on pronouncing each word and that got him to get down immediately, his hands shoved into his pockets and his head hanging low in shame or whatever, I can’t tell and I don’t give a damn. All I want to do was to fulfill my instructions and get the hell out of this damn place.

I walked slowly behind them, my eyes focused, ready to take action in case any one of them attempted to scope away. Spencer had been surveying the whole surroundings. I don’t know what for but I sure as hell was going to show him he stood no chance if he tried anything ridiculous.

Fortunately for him, he didn’t and I guided them successfully into the station and we were greeted by two cops sitting at the counter, each going on with his business. I recognize one as been part of the food assigned to look into Landon’s matter and he actually looked not so pleased to see us, probably thinking we are here to see if there is any information regarding our missing child.

I don’t know how people have depended on this waste of space for protection but they really do and it is so sad to know. Should we have followed their instructions, we would probably be at home, doing nothing but just waiting for them to perform their miracle and find our son.

“I told you precisely to stay out of here and we are going to get back to you if we find the slightest information that might be helpful, why are you here right now?” He arched his brows and squirted his eyes in a challenging kind of way.

My eyes met his in an equally challenging kind of way and I replied without batting a lash. “I am not here to source any piece of information from you, instead, I am here to pass it on to you”

“What?” He remarked with a bit of confusion. His gaze flickered between me, to Spencer and then finally landed on Collins, probably hoping to get some form of explanation from him whereas Collins had his head faced down, avoiding eye contact with each and every person in the room.

“What do you mean by that? Start explaining yourself. I do not have all the time in the world and you should not just come here and expect me to tolerate you speaking in riddles. This is a station. We do not do that here” The other Officer, who I do not recognize spoke. He too seemed to be very much invested in the conversation since we came in and he had his attention focused solely on us rather than the computer in front of him which he was supposed to focus on.

“The missing child, Landon that is, has been found and I am here to put before you the culprit responsible for his kidnapping” As much as they do not want their time to be wasted, so do I despise being around humans and I would try as much as I can to reduce my interaction with one, except when it is utterly necessary.

“What?” The familiar officer muttered again in disbelief. He was either deaf or had a weird obsession with making people repeat their words, either of the two, I wasn’t planning on repeating anything I said because I wasn’t fond of doing that especially not to a lesser being.

“I did not stutter” I deadpanned, gazing at him dead in the eyes. You either take time and let what I say register into your head before opening your mouth or I take away my criminals and evidence to another station”