Unnatural Touch | Sean Diaz x Reader *Discontinued*

Chapter 2

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(Y/n)

(Y/n) sits uncomfortably on the wooden chair. A two-feet desk with pale-colored folders and extensive, almost-invisible scratches separates her and the police officer. He has some folds of wrinkles on his pale forehead with an almost receding hairline that is probably caught from his 90's slicked-back hairstyle. His dark hair shines with residue of hair gel. "So, (Y/n) (L/n)?" he speaks. His eyes moves to her direction. "You're a witness, or rather say, the victim to this case?"

She nods barely. "Yes."

"My name is Martin. It would be greatly appreciated if you could tell me what happened back at Castle Park, Miss (L/n)."

She opens her mouth to say something knowing well that she isn't prepared yet. She accidentally stumbles on some words and sees the police officer look up with empathic nods at her mistakes. She tells him how the man threatened her for a meetup at Castle Park, or rather say the unknown part of Castle Park, and started harassing her. She mentions his assault with the gun. With the constant sound of keyboard clicking and feet hassling around them, she's comfortable enough to speak more in detail about the incident knowing the busy sounds will drown some of her vocals. "Then this boy... Sean," she continues, "a classmate of mine, came and saved my life. He called the police."

"Yes, he's a hero. I'm sure he feels proud helping. I'll make sure to pass on your regards to him and his family." Officer Martin flips his paper and examines the words printed. "How did the catastrophe happened? The scene was piled with shattered bricks and dirt and the man, when found, lied unconscious on the ground when the police came to the scene. It was confirmed that we did not have any near earthquakes during that time, but the closest and most recent earthquake was about 200 miles away with only the scale of 1.3 magnitude. Was there perhaps an explosion involved?"

(Y/n) shakes her head. "I don't know what happened. The ground started to rumbled as then Sean suddenly jumped in to help. The man fell and we escaped out."

He nods and glances at his paper with a monotone hum. "It's a bit weird, but you and Sean had said the same thing."

Whew, she sighs in her head, as agreed.

"It's a strange case," he continues, "but these occurrences happens to us more than you think. It often results back in malfunction in digital weathers programs."

She nods. "Maybe that's it."

"Our team has suspected that someone had set something off within the walls or... many other possibilities, actually. Whatever it is, it really pushed up the surface and caused a stir. Did you feel scared when the jump occurred?"

"A little, but I thought it was an earthquake."

"Good. I don't want you to be afraid, because from the look of the mess, it looked like it was a heavy shake. It must've made a pretty big impact to crush the walls like that. Thank goodness you and that boy Sean is safe."

"Thank you... And thank you for not suspecting us," she says.

"There's not enough evidence to," he replies. "And it was most likely the impact of the rumble that caused his unconsciousness. The offender, too, is also oblivious about the explosion. Well, he seems to have a forgetful memory after his head injury, but he stays hostile. We'll file this out of this case. Don't worry, we know you and Sean have school, and this incident is already hard enough to balance."

(Y/n) forcefully chuckles at his remark, knowing all too well that she hasn't been going to school for the past days because she was trying to pay off her mom's debt with multiple, humble jobs. She thanks him for his consideration despite her mortification. He flips through more dry papers and shifts side on his rolling chair. Scanning the typed terms, he nods. "The offender Taylor Hall," Officer Martin says, "stated Ms. (L/n), your mother, is a loaner from the illegal loan shark business. Is that true?"