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t w e n t y o n e - q u e s t i o n i n g

"Hello are you Connor Franta?"  Said someone over the phone.

Connor looked over at Troye who was too engrossed into whatever he was doing to even hear what he was saying. "Yes, what can I help you with?"

"I'm Officer Elizabeth, a year ago you were having relations with Jackson Smith, correct?"

"Correct, yes." 

"And about four month ago you were kidnapped and shot by Mr.Smith. Yes?" She says ruffling through some papers due to the noise in the background.

"Yes." I say slightly nervous.

"There is nothing to be nervous about Mr. Franta. We have him in a secluded area we just need you to come down to the station and answer a few questions do you think you can do that?" She says the sympathy showing in her voice.

"Sure, when do you need me to come down?" 

"Anytime today would be nice. Thank you Mr. Franta, I know this might be hard for you." She said before hanging up.

Connor turned around to see Troye twiddling his thumbs. He probably heard most of it.

"How much did you hear?" Connor said. 

"Enough, Connor you can't do that questioning." Troye says walking towards him.

"Troye, I'm going to be fine okay. They have him by himself and away so I won't be anywhere near him, he doesn't even know that I'm going to be doing this."

Troye knew that there was no way of talking Connor out of this. Once his mind was set on something there is now way of talking him out of it.

"At least let me come with you." Troye said grabbing his phone and keys.

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"I'm glad you are doing this Mr. Franta, I know this must be hard." Officer Elizabeth said as Troye and Connor walked into the station. 

"Just want to get this over with," Connor mumbled.

Elizabeth smiles and nods. "I completely understand," Elizabeth looks over towards Troye. "Have we met before you look familiar." The officer said.

"I-I don't think so. I might just have on of those faces." Troye said nervously.

Connor looked between Troye and the officer. He could tell that Troye was hiding something but now wouldn't be the best time to bring it up.

 "Can we just get through the questioning." Connor said slightly bothered. 

Troye gave him a look. He may not be in little mode right now but the doesn't mean he can be rude like that, especially to a police officer. Connor shrunk a little as Elizabeth began to speak up. 

"Yes, right this way Mr. Franta," Troye was close to following him but Officer Elizabeth stopped him. "I'm sorry but we are only questioning Mr. Franta as of this moment. My team and I are aware that you had taken part in this situation but as far as we know Mr. Franta is the closest tie we have to Jackson." 

Troye nodded understandingly as Connor and Elizabeth both walked towards the back of the station. Troye couldn't help but wonder how Elizabeth is doing all of this. I mean Jackson is her older brother. I sure she must have some sort of sympathy on this case. Even though the shit he's run in and done, Jackson is still her brother after all.

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"Mr. Fr-." 

"Please call me Connor." Connor said with a smile on his face.

Elizabeth smiles back, kinda reminded him of Katie. "Connor we might have failed on telling you this but we have also asked Jackson to be here for your questioning," Elizabeth saw the look of terror on Connor's face so she quickly added. "He will be cuffed and security will be present. Although I don't think of you as a liar we have to have him there just so we know you aren't lying, same goes for him." 

Connor takes a deep breath. "Okay, I think I can do this."

Elizabeth reaches for the door. "Are you sure, you can always come back at a later date." 

Connor shakes his head. "I've dealt with Jackson for a year, I think I can handle an hour or so."

Elizabeth opens the door. They both walk in and sure enough, just like Elizabeth said, Jackson sat on the other side of the table, cuffed with two security guards on either side of the room. It was kinda weird for Connor, seeing Jackson like this. When they first stared dating, he didn't expect any of this to happen. Jackson was too nice for his own good. What happened to him. 

Connor sat down as Elizabeth went over and stood next to Connor. "I want each of you to answer the questions we give you truthfully, understand?" 

"Yes." Jackson says his eyes not leaving Connor.

"Yes." Connor says shifting uncomfortably under Jackson's gaze.

"Starting with you Connor. Is it true that your full name is Connor Joel Franta." Elizabeth says pressing what Connor assumed was the record button and a recorder.

"Yes." Connor said.

She walks over to Jackson, "Is it true that your full name is Jackson Edwards Smith?"

Jackson rolls his eyes. "What does this have to do with anything." He says obviously irritated.

"Answer the question Mr. Smith." Elizabeth says.

He sighs. "Yes."

Elizabeth sighs. "And is it true that you were in a relationship known as cg/l under the term bdsm with Connor as the little and you as the caregiver." 

"Yes." 

"Is it true that he abused you in said relationship?" Elizabeth said walking around the table as if it was her prey.

"Yes." Connor said shuddering at the memories. 

"Why?" Elizabeth said.

Jackson stood up causing the guards to walk in further, tasers at the ready. "Because, a time out or no cuddles or loss of tv wasn't going to do anything! He needed to be punished, he needed to be taught a lesson that if you broke the rules, my  rules you would be punished." 

Elizabeth continued asking questions as beads of sweet formed at Connor's hairline. He could feel himself becoming sick to his stomach and the need to be little pulled more and more each time another question was asked and answered. Finally she asked the biggest question.

"Did you intend on killing Connor?" She says her voice eerily low. 

Connor could feel the air thicken. It was quiet. The only thing you could hear was the clock ticking and probably Connor's heavy breathing if you listened close enough. Jackson looked at Connor and then directly into Elizabeth's eyes.

"Yes." He said before falling back into his chair.

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let's just address the elephant in the room.

yes jackson, elizabeth and, katie are related. now i;m not going ot do a whole backstory about it because it will make the book longer than i intended to. but if you have any questions i will be happy to answer them.

and oh yeah i changed my user.

and thanks for the 8k!!! wth what did i do to deserve this?

there maybe a sequel to this. *winkity wink*

later loves!

-ria