Anathema

☾Chapter five

A/N excuse my mistakes please.

"I don't like this."

North couldn't agree more with the small voice of her nephew as he whimpered from her leaving to be interrogated. She'd been sitting in the police station for seven hours, her feet hurt, her phone long dead and ignored at the bottom of her purse, her whining toddler nephew attached to her hip had created a dull ache in her back, and small baby niece in her arms didn't help in the least. Cedric wasn't even doing anything but being questioned. For three fucking hours.

She could just imagine what they had to ask him.

"Did you know the family well?"

"No,"

Most of Cedric's questions were short, did he know Elena other than school? Did she show any signs of drug usage during highschool days?

But forcing her feet across the threshold of the doorframe, eyes centered on the metal table and chair set and the police officer who sat rigid in one of metal seats, the legs rooted to the floor.

"Did you have any knowledge of the substance abuse Miss Pierce?"

"No." Lie.

North's were much harder, she was Elena's g-damn sister, she knew a hell of a lot more than Cedric.

"Miss Pierce did you have any acknowledgement of the domestic abuse?"

Deny, deny, deny.

"Y-yes." The police officer frowned slightly, the lines giving him ten years as he scratched something on the yellow pad of paper. She didn't like being questioned, the man's frothy mustache stunk of the coffee cup sitting beside him, and his brown eyes seemed far too beady to be friendly. North felt like a fucking child again, getting questioned about who drew on the wall.

North heard the faint sniffle of one of the kids.

"Did you visit Mrs. Elena Fraser oft-"

"Ms. Pierce actually," North confessed out of habit, Johnny and Elena weren't married, just sloppy girlfriend and boyfriend- with kids.

The police officer- Joey Armstrong- or at least that's what the badge stuck to his uniform read.

"Right," Joey growled, obviously annoyed by North's name correction.

"Did you visit Ms. Pierce, often?" he hissed, tongue and teeth clashing angrily in a whirlwind of words and fury.

"No, I live in Wildbury, and we were never close until-" North stopped herself from giving Joey anymore answers, careful to keep her lips sealed and quiet.

Joey's eyes narrowed, making them appear even more unfriendly, and he let a snarl out before scribbling down on the pad of paper.

"Miss Pierce you need to be more cooperative, now who is your parents?"

No.

Anything but that.

"Miss Pierce if you don't give us your legal parent's name and number right now, we'll be forced to charge you with withholding crucial information, and you'll be handed over to social services."

There was a moment of panic, shaky limbs and grueling fingertips dug into her palms, her upper lip beaded in sweat and eyes shifting to every direction but the officer.

"I-it's not my parents. I-I have a legal g-guardian."

She didn't even think about it, it just blew out of her mouth.