Pushed Too Far (Evil Steven AU)

Pretty Girl

~~ Five Days Later... ~~

Steven's P.O.V

I've been in this makeshift prison cell for five days now and how I got here was just like what Connie's father had said. The boys in blue 'gently' escorted me out of Mrs. Maheswaran's hospital room and into one of the waiting police cruisers parked out front. I was once again 'gently' allowed inside and had the door closed ever so nicely. Yeah, I was being extremely sarcastic about all of that. It wasn't fun at all, but if you were in my place, you wouldn't like it either.

Presently, I'm sitting with both hands cuffed to a table inside one of those interrogation rooms. Never thought I'd see the inside of a place like this but shit happens and the consequences can lead to new discoveries. The room is near silent, aside from my breathing and that of the officer sitting across from me. He's currently reading a book, his attention more there than on me. The dude just gives off the vibe that he's more used to dealing with lower end criminals, like the kind of people that just have one too many adult website accounts or something. Too bad that he's stuck with me, because I'm much worse than a horny teen or repeat drug offender.

Due to the limited number of both furniture and things to occupy myself with, I have to stay content with twiddling my thumbs like a moron and gazing at the walls like a kid who finished a math test too early. At first it was mind numbing and extremely boring but as I kept my gaze on the simple textures, I found my mind expanding. I was able to think more analytically and have the chance to reflect on things. Things like the exact details and steps I took the night of the murders. The policemen, minus Mr. Maheswaran, have tried prying the information from me, but their methods were weak and ill-conceived. What they don't know though is that whenever I replay the events in my head, it hits me full force like I'm reliving the whole thing all over again.

~~ The Night of Steven's 18th Birthday (10:04 PM) ~~

Everyone is gone, but yet not everyone is gone. Amethyst, Lapis, and Peridot took my advice, I believe, and left to go do whatever. Before that happened, Pearl and Garnet bid us goodnight and left for their rooms. Now it's just me and them, the two that aggravate me the most. What I have planned next is totally deserving on their part and has been coming for a long time now.

I sit on the edge of my bed and turn my right arm over, admiring Peridot's present. In her words, she described it as "a fine weapon to defend yourself in any close encounter". Basically, it's a spring mechanism that can be strapped to either of my forearms and with the closing of my fists, can make a small blade pop out from within. When Peri explain its workings, I immediately thought of Assassin's Creed but then disregarded it because the Hidden Blades do the damage from the bottom wrist rather than the top wrist. To be honest, I was confused as to why I was being handed a weapon as a present but Peri clearly sensed this and told me that after the whole mess with that upside down heart gem, she wasn't taking any chances when it came to my safety. I appreciated the gesture nonetheless and thanked her for her thoughtfulness.

Now it has to be put to use though. Whom it must be used on is all but obvious at this point. I tried to give Pearl and Garnet a second chance, an opportunity for change and redemption, but they squandered it and spat upon my graciousness. Since both of them won't be any better, I'll have to write them out of the equation entirely.

And I know just how to do it.

Retracting the wrist blade, I carefully tip toe down the steps of my room and, as silently as possible, open the closet door built into the steps. I slip inside and ease the door closed behind me, gazing out the slants with newfound patience. Some would be wondering why I'd be hiding in a closet and the answer to that, at least to me, is pretty simple. Pearl usually leaves her room and comes to check on me at some point in the night. I used to think it was kind and protective but now, I just see it as creepy and unwanted. When Pearl comes by the stairs, I'll get her attention and when she comes to open the closet door, that's when it'll be over for her.