Monday 9:56 PM
You took notice of how out of all the offices lined up in the long narrow hallway, Dewey's was the only one with a light on. So, being as curious as you are, you looked up and down the hallway than gently placed your back against the wall beside Deweys office door to listen in on the conversation inside.
Most of the officers were still investigating Sidney's house for anymore clues so you knew the chances of getting caught were slim but still possible. And even if you did get caught you would just claim you were tired from running and needed to give your legs a break.The door the seemingly thick as to not let any noise come through the other side which to your disappointment, was working. You still had no idea who was inside so you were about to walk away when the door quickly opened and the loud noises of people shouting at who you assumed was Dewey. As quick as you could you ruffled your hair to make it look messy, and hunched over against the was while grabbing onto your knees and forced out shaky , fast breaths of air. When someone finally stepped out it was the last person you wanted to see at the moment
Billy Loomis
Billy stepped out of Dewey's office yelling curses, and screaming to him how he didn't do anything. He looked the same as he did earlier that night except for he was no longer sweating and his hair was back in its usual place, swept to the sides of his face. His eyes were all over the place looking for a familiar face than his eyes landed on you. He stared at you for a few Seconds, than started yelling again
"Y/N, YOU KNOW ME TELL THEM I WOULD NEVER DO THIS! PLEASE IM BEGGING YOU!"
Even though you have known Billy since grade 4 you still had to think, was billy really capable of this? I mean sure he could get angry and give people the meanest threats he could think of, but would he really kill people ? You were soon dragged out of your thoughts when an arm wrapped around both of your shoulders. You looked up and saw the officer who was interviewing you just a few minutes prior. He looked down at you than started dragging you along with him over to the waiting area with Sidney and Tatum.
Sidney was sitting on a chair looking towards the ground while Tatum was having a conversation with Dewey, and not wanting to interrupt them you sat down beside Sidney and gave her a sad smile but when she didn't look up to meet your gaze you slightly nudged her shoulder.
Snapping out of her thoughts Sidney quick let looked up at you in fear but when she made eye contact with your beautiful e/c eyes she slightly relaxes.
"When do you think we can get out of here?" You ask Sidney
"I have no idea, Tatums arguing with Dewey about that now." She states
Just than your blonde companion marches her way over to the pair of you and grabs your hands.
"C'mon guys, let's get out of here" she says dragging you and Sidney the the front door of the police station"AT LEAST GO OUT THE BACK, ITS LESS CROWDED" Dewey shouts after the trio making Tatum abruptly stop and let out a ragged and annoyed sigh before she let go of your hands, spun on her heels, and headed the opposite way towards the back doors.
The air was cold and frosty, whenever you exhaled you could see the frozen air in front of your face. Normally you wouldn't mind the cold to much, but after running what felt like a marathon without so much as a coat or a sweater and only relying on your body heat and adrenaline to keep you warm, you were basically frozen.
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