𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 ⦊ 𝒇𝒔⁹⁴

𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒗𝒊𝒆𝒘𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒑𝒊𝒈𝒔

pc. goode turned to look at them, the crash behind him. the car alarms still loudly ringing out as they all bowed theirs heads, guilty. it was obivous.jt was a black and white case. simon feeling something brush against his hand, looking down to find her hand. playing with his hand, well his rings on his fingers actually. something she did quite often. dam rolling past them on the stretcher, she was to be taken to the hospital. in case of interior damage. or some shit like that, anya had heard the paramedics whispering about it as they past.

"my mum's gonna kill me." anya mumbled noticing another car pulling up. the familiar face of her mother inside as the lights flickered off.

"you lied to me." pc. wood shouted the second she hopped out the car. storming towards anya. the girl growing pale immediately.

"i didn't lie, just twisted the truth." she tried to reason , trying to hide behind simon. who only weakly smiled at mary.

"so you did lie?"

"well technically but-"

"no buts anastasia. you told me you where hanging out with friends. not trying to kill innocent sunnyvalers with coolers!"

"innocent my ass."

"watch your language, young lady." martha shouted, pointing her finger at anya, who flinched at the movement. simon pulling her behind him slightly. he didn't like that. didn't like the way she had flinched by that movement.

"pc. mary wood. i'd like to have a words with the suspects."

"of course sir." and without another word anastasia's mum was walking off. leaving the group of kids, goode and the flashing lights of police cars. he looked between, raising his brow. before stopping at deena at the front of them.

"come with me please." he asked, deena looking towards her friend and then the cop. following him to a short distance where they could hear what they were saying but it was faint. he was asking about the incident. and soon deena was walking in the opposite direction. back towards the bus, which would be dropping them off at school. like planned, only 2 hours later. soon goode was walking back over. pointing at her.

"you. with me." he ordered pointing at her. simon letting go of her hand as she walked towards him. to the same place he had lead deena.

"so, miss anastasia wood. that is you're name right?" he asked as she stood infront of him. nodding at his words.

"can you tell me what happened?"

"mhm, i don't have to tell you anything pig."

"tell me what happened anastasia." he ordered slightly, something about anya he didn't like. maybe cause she was british? but he just didn't like her, got an odd feeling when in the same area. like she was constantly lurking around them. he didn't like it.

"the car crashed?" she replied acting as if it were a dumb question, a smirk growing on her face as he clearly grew irrated.

"okay, did they make an act of assault towards the bus? is that why you retailated?" he asked again, writing down her answer from the previous question. getting the same snarky response as deena gave, which pissed him off. he though maybe he would actually get some information out of the cops daughter. he was wrong.

"we did no such thing." she exclaimed, yet her face didn't changed, it held the same smirk as he looked up at her, nodding and humming as he wrote down the answer.

"the driver saw you throw the cooler at them though. anya, tell the truth." goode replied snarky, mocking her accent light, her face falling slightly out he wrote down her reactions too. growing proud of himself.

"he did, what? no way." she sarcastically replied, placing her hand over her chest. looking shocked, acting like it had hurt her that the driver had come clean. goode only scoffed at her answer. fucking bitch. he really did hate her.

"maybe you were just goofing around, things got out of hand?"

"maybe. sometimes-"

"-sometimes accidents do just happen."

"we lost control. sir."

"ut was a freaky accident."

"suck it, pig."

"maybe, it was just an accident. who knows?" She answered, the look of on face getting worse. he fucking hated the shadyside kids. they had no respect for the police.

"you know, you shadysiders really should thank the sunnyvale police department every once in a while."

"i know the ins and outs of the department, we don't owe you shit. if you actually start doing something about the killers then maybe we will see." anya spat. her face an awful angry shade of red. he was really starting to piss her off. he though he was so much better then them, just because he was a cop.

"okay darling, here's my number. in case you decide to own up. i'm on you're side." he told her as he wrote down the number. ripping the paper from the note book before handing it too her. patting her cheek lightly. a smile growing on her face as she snatched it. the smile on his face dropping as she placed it in her mouth chewing on it slightly before spitting it back out at him.

"i would rather be skinned alive by the killers before calling the feds. okay, maybe some other time. nick." she laughed before walking away from the cop. simon smiling at her, she was so fucking hot.

"anastasia, get in the car. you're grounded from now on."