Rosalie.

Altercations

Here comes the drama.

I looked at Rose's wide eyes as the banging continued.

"Go, go in the bathroom." I hissed, pushing her off me and getting dressed.

"OPEN THE DOOR, NOW!" The officer screamed. I slipped my pants on and my shirt, walking to the door. I looked in the peephole and saw three offices, including Faye.

Oh fuck, I forgot to mention to Rose that my roommate is a rookie detective, fresh out of the academy.

She's going to fucking kill me.

I opened the door and three officers walked in, Faye in her uniform.

"Oh, Misty I was so worried about you." She cried, hugging me to her body. I hugged her back.

"I'm fine."

"Where is she?" The officer asked.

"Who?"

"Rosalie Hernandez. We have a warrant for her arrest."

I looked confused.

"For what? What charges?" I asked, looking at Faye.

"We think she's connected to the murder of Sheryl Sebastian. She was the last person seen with her at the bar in downtown Manhattan."

"Well, that's impossible. She's been with me every night since two weeks ago." I lied straight through my teeth. The detectives looked over at Faye.

"You're not serious, rookie." He growled. With that, Rosalie walked out of the bathroom, wiping her hands.

"Is everything okay, babe?" She asked, wrapping her arms around me.

"Yes, these officers here said they have a warrant for your arrest for the murder of Sheryl Sebastian, you know the clients granddaughter I told you about? But you were with me in your bed every night." I grinned, looking up at her.

"Oh, who would forget that? We spend an abundant amount of time together." Rose giggled. I blushed.

"Oh yeah. Trust me, I know I wouldn't."

"Do you have any proof of this?" Faye asked. There was a hint of jealousy in her eyes and I rolled mine.

"Faye, you act like you don't live with me. I was barely home the last two weeks. How could you not remember that?" I huffed. I felt Rosalie stiffen and I swallowed heavily.

"We can talk more about this at the station." The other detective sighed. I shook my head.

"No, we can talk about this here. We are on a vacation."

"Ma'am if you both don't come with us, we will put you in hand cuffs."

I looked up at Rose and she shrugged.

"I don't have anything to hide."

We grabbed our things and walked out with the officers, going into the squad car. I felt Rose glare at me but I refused to look, afraid that if I did she would murder me with her bare hands in the backseat.

I couldn't believe this.

It was a long drive to the precinct, my legs shaking out of nervousness. We got out the car and were escorted to an interrogation room.

"No, they both have to be separated. Detective Riley, take her."

I looked at Rose with pleading eyes and she smirked at me.

'You know what to do.' She mouthed.

I looked away.

Faye and I sat in the other room and I sighed, looking at her face.