Unquestionable

Chapter 1

~ Chan's Point of Veiw ~

     I layed in my cell for the first time, staring up at the ceiling. I felt cold, quiet, and alone. I hated it. I understand it was only my first night of the rest of my life but I already hated it. My cell mate, Jisung, came in a few minutes after me. He simple sighed before speaking up, breaking the silence between us.

     "You know it's not so bad in here." He said in an annoyed tone. I'm sure he was annoyed by my possibly sad expresstion. I didn't want to believe him honestly, and I also didn't want to listen to him. After finding out that I had to spend the rest of my miserable life here and Changbin didn't, even though he was there as well, I was done with humanity.

     I already hated people enough but after what happened a week ago, I was completly and utterly done. I simply turned away from Jisung in an attempt to avoid talking to him. "Don't talk to me, asshole." I snapped as I made my presence known. Jisung made an annoyed groan before he turned away from me, probably deciding not to bother.

     A few agonizingly long hours later, a loud bang was heard on the door. I slightly turned to see one of the guards standing there. "Chan. You need to come with me." He said in a very stern and serious voice. I simply rolled my eyes and stood up before sticking my hands out the small slot on the door for handcuffs.

     I felt the cold metal wrap around my wrists before pulling my hands back and letting the guard open the door. I simply looked down at the floor as I was led to a pretty bland room.  All it had in it was a table with two chairs across from each other on it. From the looks of it, I was guessing that I was being brought in for more questions, which would make sence due to the fact that I had brutally murdered 30 people.

     One of the guards came in and stood next to the door as I sat down, still in the cold handcuffs. I sighed and looked down at my feet as I heard the door open. I didn't really want to deal with another investigator but I guess I have no choice. I heard small footsteps before the sound of the chair moving backwards.

     I looked up in shocked to see what looked like someone who would be in their teens but is actually older. He had darkish orange hair, freckles, and dark brown eyes. If I was being completely honest, he was kind of adorable. "Hi. My name is Lee Felix and I am a local reporter. I just wanna ask some questions." He said with an even more adorable smile, which made my heart flutter.

-----------------------------------------------------------------

Authors Note: That was kind of difficult for me to write if I am being honest. It took me a while to think of a way to write this logically but I guess this works. Anyway, that's it for today!