𝓗𝓸𝓵𝓭 𝓸𝓷 || 13 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓸𝓷𝓼 𝓦𝓱𝔂 {𝓑𝓸𝓸𝓴 3}

𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓪 𝓷𝓾𝓶𝓫𝓮𝓻 𝓸𝓯 𝓹𝓻𝓸𝓫𝓵𝓮𝓶𝓼 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓒𝓵𝓪𝔂 𝓙𝓮𝓷𝓼𝓮𝓷

⚠️strong language, mentions of violence and self-harm, sexual content⚠️

Look, here's the problem with Clay Jensen. Wait, strike that. There are a number of problems with Clay Jensen. Behind that nice guy surface there's a whole bloody mess. And if you're a friend of his, you sometimes find yourself getting dragged into that mess along with him.

Sheriff Diaz stops the video and turns to look at Angie with a smug look covering his face but the girl masters a expressionless stand, leaning back against the uncomfortable chair of the police station.

The sheriff sighs, narrowing his eyes down before opening his mouth to speak. "Angelina, you told me you haven't seen Bryce in a long time but this was during the Baker trial."

"I only went there to help Clay." She replies with a shrug.

"You are on probation. You can't be near guns, drugs, drinks but here you are in the video pointing one at Bryce Walker and you even shot at him." The sheriff points at the video and Angie scoffs, shaking her head in disbelief.

"There were no bullets in the gun and as you saw, the gun wasn't mine. I simply took it away from Clay's hands." She explains, sighing deeply before leaning forward on the table. "Look... He wasn't in a good place. My brother and I were talking him... down."

"What would've happened if you hadn't been there to talk him down?" The sheriff questions with a raised eyebrow as he's trying to fish for something to incriminate either one of the Foley siblings or Clay Jensen.

"Nothing. Clay wasn't going to shoot Bryce. If anything, he would've hurt himself." Angie responds, looking at the clock on the wall to notice she's been stuck in that room for about two hours.

"What about you? Even if the gun hadn't got bullets, you pointed at him and pulled the trigger. Did you go over there with the intention of killing Bryce?" The sheriff asks but Angie remains silent, not amused by the situation that she managed to get herself into. "What happened to the gun?"

Angie smirks, leaning towards the sheriff as if she's going to tell him a secret. "I don't recall, sheriff."

"It wasn't the last time you saw Bryce Walker, was it? We found your fingerprints inside Bryce's car and a strand of your hair." He presses on, wanting to dig for something that would lead them to Bryce's murderer.

Angie burst out laughing at the sheriff who doesn't look amused by her act. "We were friends at some point. He drove me around a lot. I bet you found loads of fingerprints from various people. Have you interrogated all of them?"

"Where were you the night of the homecoming game?" He fires back and Angie rolls her eyes, seating back on the chair and crossing her arms over chest.

"I'm not arrested, isn't that right?"

"Yes, that's right." The sheriff replies with a defeated tone.

"Then I'm leaving. You should call our guardian, they'll be thrilled to hear we've been held here for the last two hours for no apparent reason." Angie smirks, raising her eyebrow as she sees the look on the his face.

"Okay, Miss. Foley."

Angie stands up from the chair and grabs her jacket but before she leaves the room, she turns towards the officer she learned to grow tired of. "Where are my brothers?"

"We're having a friendly conversation."

"No, you're interrogating them. And you're harassing them, like you were doing to me." Angie growls out as the sheriff stands up with a smirk.