𝙊𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙙 - 𝐵.𝐸

7 - 𝘊𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘓𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘈 𝘍𝘭𝘺

The trembling brunette girl sat between her girlfriend and her once so called close friend awaiting the chance to tell their side of the story. She picked at her fingertips as she did the night before, causing a stinging sensation along with a crimson tear dripping down her hand.

The four of their backs hit the window against the wall which led into the closed office hidden by white plastic blinds . They tried their best to eavesdrop on the integration between officer Darren Wildon and their strawberry haired friend.

Maddy's head tilted upwards towards the plain cream coloured walls awaiting her turn. They had already been there for two hours , going in one by one as the officials tried getting answers.

She squeezed her girlfriend's hand tightly as they tried acting clueless when in reality they knew all too well of the mystery the Clearwater police department were trying to solve. They heard the door slam behind them as a wave of Alisons hair blew past them , her wide emerald eyes looking into Maddy's and secretly shaking her head back and forth confusing Maddy.

The tall man stepping slowly out of the door called Maddy's full name into his office. Her hand peeled away from her girlfriends as she stood up. She sat down in the uncomfortable metal chair in front of an empty table. The blonde haired man in the clean suit sat on the table in front of her, his knees almost touched hers. His head tilted downwards and his blue eyes looked her up and down before a smile formed on his crooked narcissistic face.

He exhaled heavily with his mature breath as she looked around the plain room filled with a white board on the wall beside her and a few filing cabinets and a single clock right above the doorway. The ticks played like a song to her before the man broke the silence.

"So how are you enjoying Clearwater so far are you settled in?" He asks her intertwining his fingers with his hand and relaxing.

"Yeah, I moved here a while ago so we settled pretty quickly." She said, putting her hands off the table and in her lap.

"Yes I assumed you did, I heard you already have a girlfriend. You make friends easily huh? That's a good thing." He nodded, referring her girlfriend outside. She nodded as he remembered a steady eye contact with her.

"So what do you identify as? Gay? Lesbian? Bi-sexual?Something else?" He startled the girl in the chair, tilting her eyebrows in confusion.

"I-Im sorry?" She wonders what her sexuality had to do with anything, after all this was a missing persons case.

"Oh well I was only wondering what you would call that sort of thing. Nowadays everyone is changing their genders and Pronouns." His finger pointed outside and then towards her referring to her relationship.

"I don't really like labels that much." She laughed awkwardly not knowing the reasoning for his curiosity. She could already tell where his views on the gay community were.

"But you knew you were always gay right?" He strongly procedures for an answer.

"I mean yeah I had a girlfriend before I moved here so I guess?" Maddy laughs a bit trying to cover up how uncomfortable she felt at this moment.

"Scarlett Fox right?" He states looking down, reading off a clipboard.

"Yes sir." She says in a sarcastic tone knowing if she acts too rude it might bite her back. She knew one way or another her relation to Scarlett would pop up some time today.

"And you moved because of her death, correct?" He got up off the table in front of the not so innocent girl and took a seat on the opposite side of the cold white table.

"Well Yes I guess you could say that, my family wanted to be closer to her parents to support them going through...well her death." She nodded.

"Did you have any indication that she was planning to kill herself before the night of May fourteenth?" He reads the date off a piece of paper beside him.