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[08] Questioning and Solitude | draft two

Delinquent

[08] - Questioning and Solitude

C h a r l o t t e

I sat down on the cold metal chair, taking in my surroundings. The room was cold, everything was cold in here. I brought my knees up to my chest, hugging them to my body.

"Hello ma'am, I'm officer Brad. I'll just be asking you a few questions, then you're free to go." The officer said.

"Alright," I replied.

"What is your name?" He asked.

"Charlotte Green."

He scribbled some things down on a clipboard.

"Ok, how are you related to Mr. Horan?"

"We're friends."

"Has Niall ever sexually assaulted or beat you? Or anyone by the name of Aaron Orlando?"

"No."

"Are you sure-" I cut him off.

"Yes, I am very sure. Niall is a very sweet boy and he would never hurt me. In fact, he was the one who saved me."

"Ma'am, I'm sorry to inform that Mr. Horan has already been sentenced to three months in prison. There will be a court hearing seven and a half weeks from now." Officer Brad informed, leading me out of the room and into the building.

I nodded my head, leaving the police station. I sat down on the curb and called someone I counted on.

Liam.

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I got Liam to drive me to my house.
I grabbed my clothes and some shoes and other things, since I'd stay at Niall's house until he got out. Liam then drove me back to Niall's house, and dropped me off.

I had already put my bags in Niall's room and I was now sitting on the couch watching the Telly and eating Shrimp Ramen noodles I had found in the cabinet.

Mmm, Ramen noddles.

I put the now empty bowl onto the coffee table.

Pulling my knees to my chest, I began to think about everything that's happened these past two weeks.

I almost got raped.
I was sent to the hospital.
Niall and I made a deal.
I went to a party.
Niall and Aaron were fighting at the party.
Niall was sent to the hospital.
I taught Niall how to cuddle.
We went to school.
Niall got arrested for something he didn't do.

Wow, this has been interesting.

In my opinion Aaron should be rotting in a jail cell right now, not Niall. I know he won't be there long, but it'd still be different.

I decided it was time for bed, so I trudged up the large staircase and into Niall's bed. I covered up, and rested my head into the soft pillow which smelt oddly of Mint, Cigarettes, and Cologne.

I already miss him.

I drifted my thoughts off to the last words Niall said to me.

"I'll be alright, babygirl."

And then I let sleep take over my body.

N o t e

hi.