Tough Love

Chapter 36:" Only Time Will Tell"

Thank you all for your patience, it's been interesting these past few months, but we are back on!!! This one is a long one, ENJOY!!!

Previously, TOUGH LOVE

Oliver:"UGH! Why the hell does it smell like rotting eggs?"

Damon:"Who's room is this?"

Oliver:"My dad's...why?"

Damon opened the door, and the smell was strong. I turned on the lights.

Oliver:"...Holy! .....f-fuck!" Damon took my hand and guided me out of the house.

Policeman:" You two need to come down the station for more questioning."

Damon:"We'll follow."

The paramedics carried out a gurney with a long body bag.
I can't believe Scarletts dead.....

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Now***
Oliver's pov

My leg bounces up and down as I sit on a chair in an interrogation room. My hands are handcuffed to the cold silver table. These handcuffs are unnecessary...
I took a look around, to the grey walls, one singular light hanging above the middle of the table. To the clean two-way mirror in front of me, at myself. Knowing that there's someone on the other side, I try not to look so nervous. In their minds, they probably think I was involved with scarletts death.
They separated me and Damon at the door of the police station. They likely think the same for him. A click from the door to my left opened. A different man who looks around late 20s walked through. He seems fairly fit with brown buzzed cut hair. His eyes were narrowed with a slight scar on his mouth. His long brown coat hanged behind him, flowing as he moved. He slammed down some yellow files right in front of me as he sat on the chair across from me.

David:"My name is Detective David. What's yours?" He knew my name. I guess he just wanted to hear it from me.

Oliver:" Oliver Hillings..."

David:" Oliver.....well. The women's name was scarlett Joan. You said to the policemen that you walked in on her body, correct?" The words hit me hard.
...Was...

Oliver:" Yes..."

David:"Did you happen to know this scarlett? Were you close?"

Oliver:"..no she was a woman my dad was seeing...." Again....was. Was my dad involved with this?
The man opened the file to reveal scarletts dead body. I looked away immediately.

David:"Why can't you look at her?"

Oliver:"I already looked at her once. It wasn't pretty...."
He gives me a low hum. Seeing that again actually might make me throw up..

David:" Well, forensics are saying she's been dead for a couple of weeks now. So her body was lying there...rotting away. From what I see here, your father was in that house at the time?"

Oliver:"I think so? I'm not sure...." Couple of weeks? The last time my dad texted me was almost two weeks ago.

David:" You think so? Look, kid, if you're trying to cover up for your father -"

Oliver:"I'm not covering him, I only know just as much as you do." He looks at with disgust. I guess he didn't like that I cut him off.

David:" Says here you were at your friends house for some time now. Why did you leave your original home?"

Oliver:" What does that have to do with -"

David:"I ask the questions here. You got daddy issues? Between the beer and weed being the main eye sight in your home -"