If William Afton/ Dave Miller went to jail - [ 𝙉𝙊𝙏 𝘾𝘼𝙉𝙊𝙉! ]

Chapter 2 - Interview [ Part 2 ]

[ This has been in my drafts for quite some time! So I decided to fix a few things and publish it! :D ]

[ Dave's POV ]

I'm going to be here for a long time... I shake my head and let out a slight chuckle. Quickly I turn my attention onto Clay. Shrugging I say "I've heard... some of it... the rumours?" Clay nods at my answer.

"... But you think William was the cause, don't you?"
Clay looks at me... he wants a clear answer. "And you said you have never heard of the guy, am I correct?" Clay asks. I roll my eyes and lean forwards over the table.

"Im. Not. Him." I say sternly trying to stand my ground. Clay shakes his head... he's not impressed.

He flicks through his folder once again. I lean back and watch him do so. "Let's move on... to the more detailed stuff, shall we?" What is he on about..? Cautiously I nod.

Clay gently takes out some paper's with a bunch of writing on. After he takes the paper's out then he lays them on the table. Clay scans through the words trying to find something... important. "Ah hah!" Clay says loudly.

He reads for a few seconds before telling me what he's doing/ reading. I lean forwards trying to get a look at the sheets of paper... WHY IS THIS DETIAL ABOUT ME! I look at him swiftly... this is pissing me off. Underneath seems to be more detail about me as William (The one he is reading is about Dave.)

Suddenly, Clay breaks the silence "So, Dave. I got some detail... on the murders... of which you are suspected of." I let out a quiet groan after hearing this... who has reported this stuff!! I hope no-one was watching when I murdered that teen.

— Reminder : this isn't canon! —

"Apparently, who have been witnessed with the... Spring Bonnie mascot head on." Slowly Clay re-position his self in his chair before speaking again.

He looks at me. Oh god I thought. "And if I'm correct." Swiftly, Clay moves his hands off the table.
He holds them in the air as he continues to speak "You were seen.. with a knife?" Carefully Clay places his hands back down. He stares at me while leaning his chin on his hand. I don't speak... nor I want to.

"No I wasn't." I frown trying to make answer seem serious and not a lie. Clay shrugs "Really? I mea-" I cut him off. "I would never" After saying this I stop frowning and try to change a more worried/ soft expression. Clay sighs and picks up the sheets of paper and taps them on the table trying to neaten them out. He continues reading the witnesses statements.

"And... you were seen with... blood? All over you're shirt." Once again I shake my head. "Dirt" I state.

Clay nods "Right... red... dirt" he says taking breaks for each word. This really pissed me off. I push my chair back and stand up. Swiftly the Officers grab holds off me holding me back. Get the fuck of me!

I let out a annoyed groan. Rapidly I move my hand trying to punch the Officer holding my left arm. The other Officer grabbed my arm immediately, stopping my hand from getting any closer. "Dave!" After Clay shouts this, at a quick speed, he sits up and signals the Officers to get off me. They let get off me slowly... still keeping close by me just incase. The backup/ officers behind Clay Burke walk over to me with handcuffs. Gently, the Officers behind me hold my arms back. They interlock the cuffs around my hands before walking back.

The other 2 Officers behind me sit me down. While sitting down I stare at Clay not taking my eyes off his. "No need to get aggressive" Clay says trying to "re-ensure me" He's so annoying... I wish I could just... punch him.

[ Clay's POV ]

He's starting to get aggressive. Let me finish this off and we'll walk him to his cell for the night... since he can't be trusted. He may flee again and with the crap he's getting into it's definitely a big risk and I am not letting that happen again!

I sigh before looking downwards at the evidence, zoning out. My expression stiffens a little as I wander through my thoughts. I can tell Dave is still staring at me with his wrathful gaze but I just ignore him.

I'll look into more evidence tonight. But for now... I think it's best if we finish this chat tomorrow since it is getting late. Yes, that's the best thing I can do for now.