Rewind My World

Chapter Two

    A musty scent of sweat and oil settles in the air as Sara follows a taller man through the police station they had been brought to. Waylon was put in cuffs but everyone else got to ride free. Waylon was also the only person who was being accused of murder.

   "Don't say anything without your lawyer." Myles grumbles to Waylon who shoots him a glare.

   Waylon was already worried enough. He didn't pull the trigger, killing the man, but he also knew unless they all said the same thing he could end up getting into more trouble.

   "You can follow me." Sara's eyes move to the officer who begins directing her into a room. She sees Waylon glancing back at her only to be shoved forward before he could stop.

   Her feet shuffle into the small room as she looks around, studying every corner. The walls are painted a light gray with white trimmings lining the door frame. The only things in the room was a small wooden table pushed against the wall with two chairs sitting opposite from each other.

   "You can have a seat." She takes a deep breath before stepping forward and making her way towards the table, sitting down in one of the metal chairs. "I'm Officer Garcia. I just need to ask you a few questions about what you witnessed tonight." He explains calmly, taking a seat across from the girl.

   She watches him closely, hoping to see if he was going to be more aggressive while questioning her but he seemed rather relaxed.

   He notices her silence, eyeing how she was studying him.

   "I'm sure you're pretty shaken up after what you saw." His voice breaks her out of her trance and she lets her eyes find his.

   "Not really." She mumbles shortly. They both fall silent as her words linger in the air.

   Tension rises in the room, making her fiddle with her fingers while trying to think of a better way to explain herself. It wasn't that she hadn't been scared after seeing what happened, she just was too confused to process it all yet.

   "That came out really bad-"

   "It's fine. You're still in shock. Why don't we start off with easier stuff, yeah?" His finger taps on the table and she can't help but notice a wedding band wrapped around his finger. "So, what do you do?" He questions her.

   His question threw her off. It had nothing to do with what happened just an hour before entering the room.

   "Ah, I'm just a host at Bestia." She answers, unsure if that was even what he meant. He gives her a gentle smile, showing a small dimple on his cheek.

   "Are you from Los Angeles? This is a pretty big city." A small smile slips to her lips but falls just as quick as she thinks. She almost didn't remember where she was from, which she found odd.

   "I grew up here in LA. I don't really remember ever being anywhere else. You?" A chuckle is earned from him at the sudden question and he lets himself lean back in his chair.

   "I was actually born in Texas and moved here after my senior year." He explains.

   "So did you find your wife here or in Texas?" She could tell he was taken back as he glances at the ring on his finger.

   "You sure do notice things." He holds up his hand, showing off the ring better. "Except it's my husband. Not a wife." Her eyebrows raise at the statement and he makes eye contact with her, smiling at her flustered face.

   "Oh. Well congratulations either way." He can't help but laugh at how embarrassed she seemed.

   "So, since I now know you notice things.." His words began to slow and she already knew what was coming next. What kind of question he had been waiting to ask. "I do have to ask you to tell me what you witnessed tonight, Sara."