I'm Still Hurting //Bechloe Fanfic//

Chapter 8

"Why is she here?!" I shout pointing to Emily. The detective shakes her head.

"We have reason to believe she was apart of what happened to Beca," She spoke. I shook my head side to side.

"That's impossible. Emily, would never, never hurt Beca. Emily couldn't hurt anyone. She can't even hurt a fly," I spoke, ticked. The detective looks in at Emily. "Let me talk to her."

"I can't allow that Chloe."

"And why not?" I ask, looking the detective straight in the eyes. "If she'll talk to anyone here it'll be me. So let me see what I can figure out." The detective hesitates but eventually allows me. I go to the door and open it. I walk in and Emily's eyes widen. "Hey Em."

"Chloe, I promise you I didn't hurt Beca," She spoke quickly. She looked tired. Almost as if she's been here all night.

"I believe you. But the cops here, the detective doesn't. So help me, help you. Tell me everyone you know. We need to get you out of here. Okay?" I say. Emily nods and plays with her fingers. I place my hands on her's and squeeze them tightly. "Emily, don't hide anything from me." She bites her lip.

"Beca came to me the night of. She asked if I could drive her to the bridge. So I told her I would. We got in and the whole care ride was completely quiet. When we arrived there was someone else there," Emily paused and looked down. I let her take her time. She looks back up and continues. "There was 2 people that got of the car. Two guys. Beca told me they were her friends and she told me to go on home. She got out and I watched her. The two guys had pointed to me and Beca motioned me to go on. So I did." I look down. "Chloe, if I would've known they were going to hurt her, I would've stayed. I'm...I'm so sorry."

"It's fine, Emily. You didn't know. And I wouldn't of wanted you to stay. You probably, could've ended up like her," I pause and swallow. "Do you have a description of these two people?" Emily nods.

"One had black hair, he was about your height a bit taller. His eyes were of a blue color. The other guy was shorter. Dirty blond hair, and brown eyes. They were both wearing black hoodies with some kind of logo on the front left of their. And both had on black jeans and work boots. But they had like something red on them."

"Something red?" I ask. Emily nods.

"Yeah. I don't know what it was. But they both had it on them." I nod and stand up.

"I'll be right back." I walk out and close the door. The detective looks at me. "Well looks like you got one guy, now you just need the other one. Break him and find it out. Otherwise I'll take matters into my own hands. I'm taking Emily with me." I open the door and motion Emily to come. Emily comes out and we walk out. We get into a cab and ride back to the house.

"Thank you Chloe," Emily thanks me. I give her a small smile.

"Yeah. I have to get back to the hospital. Stay here and stay out of trouble," I tell her. She nods and I get back into the cab. I tell him to drive me to the hospital. I get there and make my way back up to Beca's room. I sit down in my seat and grab Beca's hand. Now, back to my thoughts.