Soulmates

Chapter 6 : Discovery

Sian was quiet for a few seconds as he read what the headline said, I tried to move, but Sian spoke sternly having heard me move,

"Don't." And so, I was forced to stop. No-wait, I wasn't forced to stop, I could just fucking leave right now, why should I listen to this guy? All this is going to accomplish is an interrogation, and me being held in court. Waiting will just get me in trouble, so why wait? I tried to move, but I couldn't, my body refused to listen. Damn it. A few moments passed, and then Sian breathed out a heavy sigh, he turned to me and spoke,

"Okay, either you can tell me what the hell is going on, or you can tell an interrogator. Either way Dallas, you are not allowed to leave this station." I tightened my fist and begrudgingly turned towards him. Sian folded his arms and waited for my response, I don't think I can get away with not telling him anymore. So, I sighed deeply and then spoke,

"It was self-defense." Sian nodded and then said,

"Yeah, I got that when the news said, 'At the perpetrator's house.' I doubt a kid like you would be able to convince two grown men to enter your house. So instead of telling me the very basic details, why don't you just tell me what happened." I don't like his tone of voice, he's speaking in the same tone he was talking to me throughout this entire situation. It's like he was expecting this, and that I'm the stupid one here. But it doesn't really matter how he's talking to me, still, it pisses me off. I spoke,

"They came into the house after I had just recovered from a previous attack, broke in and immediately went to my door and tried to break in. Succeeded in that and then proceeded to try to shoot me. I had to protect myself and ended up having to kill them to ensure my safety." Sian nodded and said,

"And at any point did you consider calling the cops?" I scowled at the mere suggestion of that,

"Yeah, and have them look at me, throw me in jail, and ultimately have me in prison for the rest of my life. Great fucking plan." Not to mention that I didn't have any time to call the cops at all, considering I was busy with trying to keep the door closed. Sian rolled his eyes and then said,

"Do you think all cops are like that? I mean, I'm here, and I'm actually listening to you, hearing your side." I nodded,

"Yeah, and I don't know what your fucking problem is. Most normal people at this point are throwing rocks at me or are cursing me out. So, you tell me. Why are you still here? Why are you still talking to me?" Sian shrugged,

"Don't know, don't care. Because it is you who is being asked the questions here." I growled a bit, I'm starting to get a bit frustrated, I really am just tempted to just walk out of here and make a run for it, but that never ends well for the runner. I sighed deeply, and then said,

"Whatever. To be honest, I don't think any of this really matters. Am I being arrested?" Obvious question, obvious answer. Sian paused and then spoke,

"I don't know." Huh? I asked sternly,

"How the fuck can you not know? I was just on the news, I think it's your duty to arrest me." Sian nodded and continued,

"While it is my duty, I don't feel like that's what I need to do right now. I'm looking at you, and you know what I see? A kid, a misunderstood kid, I don't see a criminal." BITCH, I'M EIGHTEEN, DON'T YOU DARE CALL ME A FUCKING KID. I was about to speak, but Sian spoke before I did,

"And because of that, I feel that I'm not fully understanding this situation. And yeah, while a simple answer to that would be to arrest you and force you through interrogation, I don't know if that's what I need to do." I spoke sternly,