I like Isak, and Nora

The Questioning

Isak

What makes turns a simple interview into being 10 hour questioned while a guy you think you like is on the brink of death

The fact that police thought you did that. It was my word against a lot of shit. Paul was shouting my name while on the ambulance. My feet were on the crime scene and I was the one who called 911.

It was a full investigation on me. They thought that I had tried to kill my crush.

Eventually my lawyer appeared. They weren't allowed to question me apparently. I really wanted to talk to Paul. I wanted to know what happened to him.

Eventually everyone left and I had time to look at the room. It was a really small room with one table. One chair and a little window which was closed. I wad handcuffed to the table and there was a camera in the ceiling. I was there alone for around 3 hours. Eventually the door opened again and a guy with a completely black suit came in.

- What is your name? -he said, his voice cracked at the end.
- I... Isak -I said scared
- Isak, you are now being accused for murther and homophobia.
- What? My parents are gay! -I answered
- Isak saw a van behind him and called a friend. She told him not to hang up. Your exact words were "Die you fucking faggot" two hours ago Paul died. You better confess because things are going to go hell really quick. Did you kill Paul?
- I didn't. I am not a homophobe. My parents are gay and I think I like... well, liked Paul. -there are ways and ways of coming out to people. Doing so while you are being questioned by the police for killing a guy you like is not my favourite.
- Isak, Paul hasn't died. He is stable and out of danger. I had to do this because it is the protocol for this kind of situations. We found out that someone wants to kill you. And that someone is paying people to do so. Now for a matter of this investigation I need to ask you, are you gay?
- I don't know.