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Your pov

We get to the police station. I open the door and just stare at it. I never thought I would be here, let alone being questioned. I thought to myself when we all walked inside. The cop lady sat us both down on one side of the table in an empty grey room with one big one sided window, all I could see was our reflections.  The cop lady could see I was uncomfortable so she said "don't worry, both your parents are on the other side of this one sided window" she then placed a recording machine in the middle of the table "This will record whatever you two say so we can find clues about what happened to you two, do you both understand?" she looks at both of us and we both nod "good, now y/n we will start with you. Tell us everything you remember before, during and after, please don't leave out any details" she looks at me. I don't know where to start. I sit there for a moment and decide to finally speak "well I remember that I was going to bed and I went to sleep" I go silent for another moment "then I woke up in the hospital with my neighbor being told that I was gone for two weeks" she looks at me as if telling me to continue but I don't know what else to say so I stay silent. After a moment of silence she looks  at scarlet "okay... What about you, what do you remember about the last two weeks?" scarlet stays silent as well. "I would have to say the same, I don't remember anything that happened in the last two weeks" the cop looked at both of us in disbelief. Silence has taken the room once more, she thinks as if trying to solve a puzzle "do any of you have any unusual evidence that we may use" I got stiff for a moment, I have this sweater, mask, and bag  I want to speak but my brain forces me to keep quiet  why can't I get myself to say it... I guess I really can't let it go. I didn't realize how much comfort it gave me till now. I continue to stay silent and so does scarlet.

Scarlet pov

I think of the ring I have on my ring finger. I want to turn it in but I feel like it means more then just a beautiful ring that magically appeared on my finger. As if it resembles a special connection with someone unknown. I decided to keep my mouth shut... For now.

Your pov

When we said nothing the lady told us to go with her so we may be tested for any drugs the might have made us lose our memories. Then she said if  nothing comes up she would have our heads examined for any injuries. We take the tests and have our heads examined with x-rays and nothing is wrong. Except with me. "it seems nothing is wrong with your head but your arm seems to be somewhat broken...like it was broken but was untreated near the end of the healing" I stare at the lady in surprise. "how can my arm be broken!?" she just shrugs "but when I was in the hospital they said I was fine" she turned her head and mumbled loud enough for me to hear "idiots" she then sighed and looked at me "they probably said that because the women wasn't your legal guardian so they couldn't bill her, therefore they didn't want to waste there time and not get paid as much" I looked down in anger, can't trust anyone. I look back at her "so what should I do" she told me that my arm is already almost healed so I don't need a cast, she gets a wraping bandage and wraps my arm with it "this should make sure it doesn't heal out of place" she then told us to go home. So we did and I wanted nothing more but to lay in bed on my phone.

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