Her (COMPELETED)

Police station

Lizzie pov

"That brat knows nothing of my husband! He wouldn't fucking do any thing like that! He's fucking inocent! Lena is full of fucking Bullshit" I snap furiously. I am taking into the officers police car and pushed into the back, Officer malik taking me to the Police station. "Watch your language!" Officer Malik Snapped at me angrily. I was in serious shit. But how dare Lena talk about my husband like that Bullshit! Lena! Bullshit.

So I find myself arriving to the police station. Great I am on my last strike. We get there. Officer Malik parks the car. He opens the back of the car "C'mon you" he says as we get out the Car. We get into the station he takes me into his office "Sit down in the chair and be quiet!" He speaks roughly and goes and grabs some files and walks in and sits down across the table oppsite me. The room was dark there was only one light I felt so uncomfortable. My hands are shaking Calm Down Lizzie!

He looks at me "Name" he says no emotion "Elizabeth mothy Smith" I look at him. "Date of birth" He says "23 August 1994" he writes this down and Writes an statement down about what happened. Soon Mr Malik lefted the room and shut the door behind him I sat alone in officer Maliks office, My hands still handcuffed together. I could her familiar voices coming from the hall away and soon the door opened. Oh No! It's my mother Crap! "Elizabeth Mothy Smith" she says angrily to me. I knew I was in serious trouble she only calls my full name if i am in trouble. "Young Lady you are in deep Shit!" I looked away from her "Fuck sake" I grumbled quietly so she couldn't hear me.

I Noticed My husband was standing and talking to Officer Malik "He is inocent he has nothing to do with this Bullshit!" I snappped out angrily "Elizabeth" Timothy says walking over to me "Calm down! he is only gonna ask me a few questions"  He says his voice calm and soft "Fine!" I grumbled he kisses my lips softly and I kiss back. He leaves the room to go to the questioning room. I am just alone with my mother looking at me angrily.

"Why did you attack that poor girl?" My mother had her hand entwined, the knuckles turning white from how angry she truly is.  "That girl said she suspected Timothy is the murderer THAT'S why." I snapped, I know I shouldn't but I honestly don't care right now. "Well me and that girl have one thing in common then." What did she meant by that?

Does my own mother suspect the man I love did it as well? Why isn't anyone on my side? I shifted a little in my seat, looking away from the old hag. "That gives you know right to attack her!"  "Your full of nonesone Lizzie just couse she suspected you her husband doesn't give you a right to attack her" That old hag snapped "You know what I don't give to shits about what you think! Timothy wouldn't even do that You stupid bitch!" I snapped out in anger I couldn't care less if she was my mother! "You should be on my side not fucking hers!"  I spit fire I am so fucking mad at her! She is stupid.