Get in the car Sophie!" I yelled, "I'm in I'm in! Geez!" she replied with an angry tone. I walked over to Derek who was still puffing a bit. "Here, drink this." I held out a water bottle. "Nah! I'm...I'm fine" he huffed. "drink it"
"Nah! I'm not thirtsy"
"Drink"
"No"
"It"
"Im fine"
"Now" I insisted.
He finally took it and drank until he was left trying to drink the bottle. "your so weird" I said walking away
"Eh. You just don't have a sense of humour!" he explained.
I smiled but kept walking to the car.
Quietly I got back in the car, followed by Derek. "What did I do?" Sophie asked, "resisted arrest, duh" I said. She mumbled something under her breath and then tried to get comfortable. which isn't easy when u have your hands behind your back.
Shortly after, we were at the station. "Alright!" Derek heaved Sophie out.
We walk to the back into one of the interrogation rooms, and sat Sophie on to a small metal chair. We sat in the comfortable ones on the other side of the table. "Ok. I'm guessing you know why you are here." Derek started, "No shit Sherlock" Sophie snickered. "Oi! Don't judge Sherlock!" He exclaimed. "Calm your tits! Geez! is he always like this?" Sophie asked me.
Anger filled me but I didn't let it show. "Lil bitch" I muttered.
Sophie gazed at me until Derek clicked his fingers in her face. "Wake up sleeping ugly!" Derek teased. Sophie suddenly got up and flipped the table. Derek and I fell to the floor with large thuds. I reached for my gun but realised it was on the other side of the one sided glass. She ran at me and started kicking my head in. I folded me arms on front of my trying to get up. I was in my knees when she kicked me full forced in the gut. all the air in my lungs left me. Derek finally got up and tackled her to the ground and it was all over. "What the fuck was that?" Derek yelled. Sophie grunted. And with one mighty punch she was unconscious before she hit the floor.
