deadly lies

chapter 12

I'm looking through the glass. Derek's still sat at the table and chief Hawkins is stood infront of him.

"Give me the exact details of what you did that day.. start to finish.. leave out no details" Chief says. 

"I woke up and got changed.. whilst I was coming downstairs in the morning I heard meredith scream.. I got rid of the spider that she was scared of" he says. I roll my eyes.

Please leave out that we got high. "Then we had sex" he says. Oh brilliant. I groan, tilting my head back in frustration and embarrassment. I can't believe he just told my boss that.

"Then" he says. I look at him. "Then I told meredith that I got a page from the hospital, but I didn't.. I really went to Matthew's house" he says.

"Which is where?" The chief asks. My heart drops as he gives him the full address. He wouldn't know that unless he's been there before. I haven't told him.

"Then I knocked on his door.. as soon as he opened it, I attacked him.. we fought until we got to the kitchen and I grabbed a knife and stabbed him" he says. Tears stream down my cheeks.

"What about the clothes you were wearing?" He asks. "Meredith washed them.. I told her that it had a patients blood on them, so she didn't know.. its not her fault" he says.

"The murder weapon?" He asks. "I-" he stops. I look at his eyes. "I disposed of it?" He says, almost as if it were a question.

He didn't fucking do it. He doesn't even know the basic details of the case.. the knife was found.

"Okay" the chief walks out of the room. I do too. We look at eachother. "He didn't do it" we say in unison.

"Why is he lying?" He asks. "I have no idea" I say. He sighs. "Can I talk to him?" I ask. "Go for it.. I need you to lock him up after.. I'm sorry but unless we can really prove that he didn't do it, he needs to get charged" he says. "I know" I sigh.

I walk Into the room. I run over to him. I put my hands on his cheeks, kissing him. "You have low morals" he says. I chuckle.

"Shut up" I say. "Why are you doing this? You're going to end up in prison baby" I whisper.

"Can anyone hear us? Are they listening in?" He whispers. "One second" I leave the room. I lock the room with access to the one sided mirror. I walk back over to him.

"Nobody can hear us" I say. "I'm protecting you" he says. "What?" I chuckle in disbelief. "You did it" he whispers. "What? No I didn't" I say.

"Mer, you did" he says. "I think I'd know if I killed someone!" I whisper harshly. "Take this off" he tugs on the handcuff. I take it off for him. He stands up. He puts his hands on my cheeks.

"When we got high, you started freaking out.. you got really mad and told me that you were going to his house.. I tried to stop you but you ran out of the house and locked the door behind you" he says.

I furrow my brows. "I followed you but you were already gone so I tracked your phone" he says. We do have eachothers locations for safety.

"You were at his house mer.. I walked in and he was dead on the floor.. you were stood next to his body, completely zoned out.. I just took you back to my car and drove you home" he says.

"I took a cab back there and drove your car home later" he says. "But.. no, we got high and then had sex.. thats it!" I say. "No baby, that was after" he says.

"Once I calmed you down, we were both convinced that it was just a dream.. you must have forgotten about it entirely, but I didn't.. I remember.. we just changed the subject" he says.

"After that I really did go to the hospital and that was a patients blood on my scrubs.. you can check the security cameras at the hospital" he says.

"You messed with the crime scene though?" I furrow my brows. "No baby, those were your fingerprints at the scene, not mine" he whispers. "But-" I say.

"Sweetheart, you took my prints off of your phone.. the same phone that you touched right after.. they were yours" he says.

I start crying. "No, I couldn't have done that" I put my hand over my mouth. He hugs me.

"You're lying.. tell me you're joking" I pull away. "Check your location on your phone from the day it happened" he says. I check it. I gasp.

"I did it?" My lip trembles. "I'm sorry.. you weren't yourself" he whispers.

My eyes go wide. "You can't take the blame for it!" I say. "Yes, I can.. you're not going to prison" he says. "No, I won't let you" I say.

"I'm doing it baby, and thats final.. you're not" he says. I look into his eyes. He smiles small. "Let me protect you" he says, putting his hands on my cheeks.

"No" I say. "Yes" he says. "No" I say. "Yes" he says. I groan. He kisses me passionately. I sob quietly against his lips, putting my hands on his cheeks as tears run down mine.

He pulls away slowly. "I love you" he says. "I love you too" I whisper. "Arrest me" he says. "This is not the way I'd want to have put you in handcuffs" I say, doing it. He smirks. I chuckle softly.

My smile fades. "He was an asshole meredith.. I wouldn't even feel guilty about it if I were you" he says. I sigh. "Come on" I lead him out of the room.

A few people glance up at us as I take him around back, to the jail cell. Its empty so I put him in there by himself.

I lock him in. "Theres cameras in here.. I need to tell you that by law.. you'll get food in two hours and if you need anything there will be a security guard here.. just yell" I say.

"Two hours!?" He exclaims. "I'll bring you a McDonald's baby" I hold onto the bars. He kisses me through them. I take off the handcuffs for him.

"I need you to pass me your shoelaces.. and any jewellery" I say. "Shoelaces?" He asks. "So you don't.. hang yourself" I say. "I won't" he says. "Its rules" I say. He groans, passing me his shoes.

He passes me his watch too. "I'll keep them in my drawer at my desk for you" I say. "Thanks" he says.

"I'll be back with with mcdonalds" I say. "No, don't leave" he says. "I'll be right back sweetheart" I say. "Okay" he sighs. I leave. As soon as I get into my car I break down. I did it.

Well, you guys did say you didn't want derek to be the murderer😏