Sticks and Stones - A Stalker Romance

Charter 22 Larson

Sitting in the questioning room after Mahara leaves has to be the worst moment of my entire life.

I sit in the chair staring at the door wondering how all of this could be happening.

Jessica's dead, Jeremy is still on the loose, and I know he's not working alone. Swayer went over the video feed from the campus and noticed that the person was a female, but we couldn't tell who it was. That's why I thought it was Jessica, I had told Swayer the theory multiple times and he always dismissed it saying she was still in jail.

Ugh!!

What I don't understand is how Sawyer could arrest me knowing damn well I didn't do this shit.

Placing my head on the cold metal table waiting for an officer to come get me I think about last night in this same room being questioned. It was bullshit and terrible not knowing what Mahara was doing, how she was doing.

Fuck! Seeing her today felt like a blow straight to my heart. Seeing her break down again kills me. She was supposed to come to Miami to be happy, to get away from all the bullshit in her life and all she got got was more bullshit in her life.

I swear the moment I get out I'm marrying her. I don't care if I have to drag her down the isle kicking and screaming. We're going to get married. She'll be protected with me, having the Bentley name does come with perks. She'd never have to worry again.

Breathing out heavily I wonder who the hell is doing all of this shit to her. And why?

* * *

I get transferred back to the small cell inside of the police station and everything feels surreal. I'm in here, while Mahara is out there, alone.

Well... technically not alone, but she's not with me. Which is even worse. I told her I'd protect her! How the hell am I supposed to do it from in here?

Minutes could have passed or hours for all I know and Officer Brady comes next the cell door.

"You're being released tonight." He sneers.

Fuck yes!

"How? I wasn't supposed to be released until tomorrow."

"Your lawyer's good, I'll give you that." He breathes out, "and we got the report from Sawyer that Jessica did in fact steel your gun, we also have the statement from Miss Marshall, and Mister Porter." Referring to Drake as Mister Porter is almost laughable. "They both confirmed that you were at home and in bed at the time of Jessica's murder." He breathes again continuing, "also your lawyer is threatening the entire department with false imprisonment because Sawyer withheld the records of you reporting the break ins. He really is a scary guy." He chuckles and I chuckle with him, Cameron is a scary motherfucker, it's why I hired his ass.

"Why the hell did Swayer keep the records?" I ask angrily.

"We don't know, but when we called to let him know you were being released he seemed uneasy." He says.
"What do you fucking mean? Uneasy?" I growl. Fuck no! If Sawyer is in on this shit I will fucking kill him.

"I don't know how to explain it... he just seemed worried. I'm sure everything is fine." He says pissing me off.

"So what time can get out this shit hole." I say looking around at the dingy walls.

"We should have you out around 4 o'clock depending on how fast the paperwork goes through. Your lawyer already called Harrison, so Mahara knows you're getting released today, I bet she's overjoyed." He says giving a sad chuckle.

It took me until this moment to realize how much Brady is going through. His son just killed Candice, and could've very well have killed Jessica. Jeremy that stupid fuck face could very well be the person stalking Mahara and be behind everything.