Love Loss Regrets

Chapter 2

I hold my chest, letting tears slide down my face. Alex wraps his arm around my shoulder in an attempt to comfort me. Two officers from the crime scene led Alex and me down the hallway to a room in front of us. It's brightly lit with burning fluorescent lights.

Once we arrive outside the brightly lit room, they unlock the door and allow me to walk inside. One of the officers walked in before me and motioned for me to sit down. The second officer continues to lead Alex further down the hallway.
I take a seat in the chair on the far wall of the room. I wipe my tears, sniffle, and wait for them to begin the questioning.

"I know this is very hard but please bear with me. Would you like a glass of water before we begin? Maybe some tissues? I know this is difficult for you." the female officer says.

"Yes, please," I say as I continue to sniffle and wipe the tears off my cheeks.

With a sympathetic smile, she says, "Let me go get those for you right now, dear." The woman leaves the room which leaves me sitting alone with nothing but a wall to stare at.

After a minute or so, she reappears in the doorway. She approaches the small table that I am sitting behind. She lightly places a glass of water and a box of tissues on the fold-up table in front of me. Immediately, I take one of the tissues to dry my eyes a bit. She sits across from me and starts to get settled in. She places a manila-colored notepad in front of her. I take a drink of the water that she provided as a signal that I am ready for the interrogation.

"Alright, are you ready to get started?" she questions and I nod.
"Okay, allow me to introduce myself here quickly. I'm Officer Jane Moulin, you can just call me Jane if you'd like. Now if you could start by telling me what all you know about the situation. To your knowledge, what went down?"

"Well, I was on my way home from work when I got a call from Alex. When I picked up the phone he sounded as if he was panicking, a lot. Like he was guilty of something maybe? It was hard to hear him at first but when I could hear him he begged me to get home right away and to not hate him after what I saw.." I tried my best to sound torn up but all I am is worried about this whole situation, about what Alex will think of me once this is all over.

" Do you think he is capable of killing your father?" The officer asks.

"...I would like to say no, but I'm just not sure. Maybe..? He told me my father came to our house and started trouble. I found that hard to believe though, my father isn't one to pick fights. I know my father didn't like Alex, but he just wouldn't do that." I burst into tears again. I learned how to cry on command when I was younger so my parents would give me what I wanted. I guess this is the perfect chance to use it.

"Do you know if anyone else could be involved, aside from just your husband?"  She asks.
"I don't think so. I have no idea. Everyone loved my dad, I thought even Alex did too. He was very friendly. " I say.

"Okay. Next, what was your response when he informed you about what was going on?"

I sigh before I start to speak.
"I was...shocked, to say the least. I told him I would be right there, and I asked him to call the police. When I got home the police were already there with him." I say through choked speech.

"Were you and your father on good terms before the incident?" Officer Moulin questioned.

"Yeah, my father and I were close. We rarely argued with each other, and the select times that we did argue, he was always very understanding and forgiving."