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CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE.
"EVANGELINE, DO YOU hear me," a muffled voice had asked as Evee's clouded eyes stared off towards the tiled flooring. Both Jackson and Stiles had been persistent to tell the police that the Sharp girl needed some type of support system at the moment─the support person being them. Jackson's presence would've brought more dismay from Evee, but this was one of the only moments she'd willingly let Jackson be her "support system." Mainly because she clearly wasn't thinking straight.
"Sorry, what," Evee snapped her head from where her eyes had been darted over to. Stiles couldn't help thinking back to where he had to give a speech to the girl so she'd dance and have fun. "Fun." Ironic. He'd never expected the night to turn into one of the worst nights of her life.
"Do you know what happened," with her notepad, the woman watched at how clouded the younger girl acted. Which seemed very understandable under the girls circumstance. But, with a mystery death...everything had to be noted.
"I um," Evee paused, looking over to Stiles and Jackson. Lying seemed like honesty, at the moment,"I came back from the dance and Gemma went crazy. She tried to hurt me, for no reason, and then," she paused,"she took this type of herb from her pocket and just ate it. I don't know, it happened so fast."
Evee could've chuckled at the fact she was somehow protecting a psychotic lady who, in fact, was trying to kill her for a reason.
The interrogator wrote something down on her notepad as she looked back to the girl,"Did she say anything to you? Anything that would indicate why she was starting to act that way?"
"No, not that I knew of," Evee was quick to reply. If she had answered a second before, it may have seemed a bit suspicious...a lie.
"Do you think you know the name of the herb she took?"
Evee looked away from the floor to stare the officer in her eyes,"No. I don't know much about herbs. It could've been something totally different─It's just my guess."
"Alright," the woman, looked off to the girl in sympathy but a glimpse of suspicious. There were some parts of Evee's story that made little sense when she thought more into it. However, she took a short glimpse over to Sheriff Stilinski, second guessing herself for not questioning the teen further, "I'm done with the questions for now...but Evee, there is a little problem," when the girl stayed silent, the officer continued,"It doesn't look like you have any other family in your records. So, there's a chance you may not be able to live he─"
"You can't be serious, right? There has to be someone. She can't just...go," Stiles inputed, his dad keeping him from stepping closer to the officer.
