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Chapter 17: Interrogating

~Lauren~

"Lets talk."

I narrow my eyes at him and he loosens his grip a bit on the gun, I still pointed my gun at him.

"Your name is Lauren right?" He asks me.

"Yes, Lauren Jauregui." I say, clenching my jaw as he nods, his eyes shift to my tattoos.

"Your arms are heavily tattooed," He says and I nod.

"Yeah, they are." I say motionless.

"You got drunk on the night of July 27 correct?" He asks me and I wince a little before nodding.

"I did, very." I say.

"And you smoked a bit too?"

"Yeah, I did."

"You had sex with my brother didn't you?" He asks, I bit down on my lip and look around the arena, all eyes on me.

"Next question?" I say, leaning forward on my knees.

He knew I was a little uncomfortable about saying this out loud with a crowd around us so he nod. I slowly got off my chair.

"He ask you to join their gang right?" He asks me and I nod, I slowly took a step toward him, my gun still pointing.

"Yes, he did. They were the Wolves aren't they?" I say and he nods.

"And you aren't in the gang?" I ask him and he shakes his head, I took another step near him.

He frowns. "I'm the one questioning you, not the other way around-" He was cut off by sirens.

I look around to see the SWAT trying to get in. I point my gun to the roof and pull the trigger, getting their attention.

"No one touches the boy but me! No one! No one fire or do any kind of act! At my command will you do so I'm ordering you all to stand the fuck down!" I yell at them, my eyes narrowing at them, challenging them to pull anything.

They froze and I look up immediately, a sniper was aiming at us. I aim my gun at him and shot him, the bullet hits his shoulder.

"Stand down!" I yelled, my voice echoing across the arena.

And they'd listen to me.

I turn back to Jeremy, I drop my gun and slowly took a step toward him, my hands up in surrender.

"Jeremy, you need to listen to me. I did not kill your brother," I say softly and his gun trembles, tears streak down his face.

"You did! You took the gun in your hands and you shot him! Twice!" He says and he flinches as I walk closer.

"That I did, but I was trying to protect myself. I don't believe I killed him, now let go of the gun." I say, my eyes shifting from the gun to him.

"No! I don't want to let the gun go!" He screams as I take another step closer to him.

"Jeremy, listen to me-" I stop as he pulls the trigger.

I froze, and look down at myself. He shot me, but it scarp my thigh.

He gasps and drops the gun, fucking terrified. I look at him and walk to him, ignoring the pain.

"It's okay, your just scared. You didn't mean it, trust me." I say softly and wrap my arms around him, bringing him into a much needed comforting hug.

He sobs and falls into my arms. I sat on the ground and pulled him into me, not letting him go.

"It's okay, everything is going to be okay. Believe me," I whisper into his ear, he clutches my shirt and sobs into my chest.

"I-I didn't mea-mean to." He says and I nodded, I kissed his head and softly push his messy hair away from his face as he looks up at me.

"It's okay, you didn't mean it. It's fine, I'll be okay. I'm sorry for your lost Jeremy." I tell him and he nods. I kick his gun away from him and I look up, I found Dean starring down at us.

I smile softly at him. He takes out some cuffs and motions to Jeremy.

I sigh, standing up I pulled Jeremy with me.

"Hello Jeremy, my name is Dean and I'm the detective of this case. Do you think we could ask you some questions?" Dean tells him and Jeremy gives him a terrified look.

"Don't worry, I'm going to. Dean cuff me too." I say and hold out my wrists to him. He gives me a confused look but does what I say.

He cuffs me and I look at Jeremy as he was put cuffs. "See? I have cuffs too, you don't need to be scared. I'll be there with you," I tell him and shake my hands a bit to show him, I smile softly.

Dean puts his hands on our backs and leads us out. He brings us to his car and let us go inside.

He droves to the station and brings us inside. He makes Jeremy go into the interrogation room while he takes me to another room.

"Do you need to go to the hospital?" He asks me, gesturing to my wound. I shook my head as he freed me from the cuffs.

"No, I just need stitches. Lets go back to Jeremy, he's scared shitless." I say and he nods, we walk back to Jeremy.

We spend hours interrogating Jeremy, he tells us everything he knows.

It was late, and I needed to head home. Before I left, I went to Jeremy.

"Here's my number, call me if you want to talk or anything at all, okay? I'm here for you." I say and handed him the small paper with my number on it.

He nods, grabbing it and putting it inside his pocket. He gets up and gives me a hug, I hug him back.

"Thank you," He murmurs into my ear and I pulled away from him, confused.

"For what?" I ask him and he gives me a small weak smile.

"For not killing my brother, I believe it wasn't you." He says and I nod, I smile at him.

"Your one of the few who does believe me," I say and wave at him before walking out of the room.

Dean gives me a ride home after the interrogation and leaves me at home. I walk up the steps to the door and walk inside after unlocking the door.

Sighing, I kicked my shoes off and walk by the living room, trying to get to my room.

"Lauren? Is that you?" I heard Ally say and I stop, turning to look at my girls.

"Yeah it's me, I'm just gonna take a shower and change my clothes, I'm dead tired." I tell them and they stood up, looking me over if I was in any kind of pain.

"Are you okay?" Normani asks me, referring to my small wound.

I nod. "I just needed some stitches but I'm alright, I'll see y'all in the morning." I tell them before turning around and walking up the stairs to my room.

I took a shower and change out of my clothes before jumping in bed. I sigh content, and stuff my face in my pillow.

My phone vibrates next to me. I groan before blinding looking for my phone, I grab it and look at it.

'Better turn on the tv.'

It said from Camila and I sigh, I reach over and turn on the tv. It went to the news and my eyes widened.

"Please be careful and stay away from Lauren Jauregui, she's a suspect of a murder. If you know anything, please contact the local police. She's wanted for murdering." The news reporter says and they showed a picture of me.

Oh no, now everyone knows.

Oh Dios mío.