Teen Idle❔Edward Nygma❔

10.Tell Me|weN lriG

I have no idea how long I've been here. Especially with how much they've drugged me. And I'm having no luck with finding a way out. And I'm scared she's coming out, even though for the past months I've heard nothing from her.
My head is always connected to some sort of device, which is uncomfortable.  Queenie is basically the only person I see. She brings me food and makes sure I'm healthy then works on taking away my memories.

"Hello, Darling.", she says as she comes in.

"Ah, more experiments I see. You getting any closer?"

"Maybe. You were blacked out while I conducted the experiment. All I need right now is for you to answer some questions.", she says as she does something on a computer.

"You know, I did kind of notice my head was a bit more woozy than usual."

She turns on a camera.

"Is that really necessary?"

"What's your name?"

"Rosabelle Darling."

"Your age?"

"I'm, um, I-", I try to think hard but my head was all jumbled up. "I don't-"

"Do you know your age?"

"Legally it's twenty-six, I think."

"Legally?"

"It's what's on my birth certificate."

"Why do you need to emphasize the legal part?"

"I don't know."

She writes something down.

"Moving on, do you have a boyfriend?"

"I have a fiance."

"What's his name?"

"Edward. Nygma."

"What was the date you met?"

"Excuse me?"

"The date, no need for years or time, just day and month."

"It was... um, it was... I don't remember"

"What do remember about the day you first met?"

"It was my first day working at the GCPD. I was the new forensic scientist, I was in my office. I think he told me a riddle."

"Do you remember the riddle?"

"Of course! It was- It was..." No, I knew this, I remember this. I have to.

"Was it a riddle?"

"Yes. I- I pretty certain it was."

"Pretty certain?"

"Somewhat? It's been a while, I can't recall."

"At which point in you knowing Mr. Nygma, did you catch feeling for him?"

"I believe, not long after meeting him."

"Elaborate. I want to know the exact moment."

"Well, I spoke with him. He was such an intelligent man, and I felt like he didn't just see me like only a pretty girl as many did. But if I could pinpoint the moment, I think I'd be when we stared into each other's eyes. I remember his brown eyes, they were dark and sweet like bittersweet chocolate, I could simply stare at them forever. I was like being hypnotized, I could see some danger in his eyes, but love as well. They were a passage to his mind and it was simply extraordinary."

I see her write something down again.

"During the time you worked in forensics, how much of it was spent with Mr. Nygma?"