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Norman could hardly contain the burning anger inside his chest. He wanted to scream and shout, he wanted to throw the hot cup of coffee that was offered to him, and he wanted to kill every motherfucker in this police station.
"Norman we need your statement, don't make this harder than it has to be" The cop sighed. He was obviously agitated. The male had been trying to get something, anything, from Norman. For hours.

"We can help you, maybe get you a Psychiatrist-"
"Like you helped Y/N?" Norman interrupted. The first words spoken by him yet. The cop halted.
"The bullet you put between her eyes sure did look helpful" Words died in the throat of the officer, what could he say to that?

"You and the rest of this stupid place dared to show up to my hotel, shoot the love of my life, when she had done nothing wrong, and you want me to confess to murders I didn't do?" Norman's tears weren't bound behind a damn, there was no use in trying to hold them back.

"When she exited the hotel we told her to make no sudden movement, it was just a precaution we had to take-"
"SHE WAS REACHING TO UNPLUG HER EARBUDS FROM HER PHONE! SHE ALWAYS LISTENS TO MUSIC WHEN SHE CLEANS!" Norman's raw anger was barely shown by his shouting. He couldn't think properly. He just wanted you back in his arms, safe and sound. No, he had to hold your lifeless body in his arms before being dragged away by the same cop who pulled the trigger.

"Norman I'm sorry this happened, I hope that you understand we didn't want to kill her" The cop waited a moment, but the only response he got was the intense glare from the male across from him. The officer sighed and picked up his coffee and the folder on the table.
"I hope you are calm enough to give me a statement by the time I come back" And with that, the officer left the room. Norman only sat there, staring at the metal table's surface. The anger was still there, but sadness began to eat away at him. He had to accept that you were dead. Shot right in between the eyes. You didn't deserve this, you were so kind and fragile. Like a butterfly.

He sobbed and cried out into the empty room. He just wanted to go back to this morning, when he held you in his arms as you snored away the morning. The peaceful shower you shared once you woke up. And the breakfast filled with laughter and kisses. He wanted it back, he just wanted you back.