Clueless | Detective a6d AU

8 - Interrogation

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Skeppy's POV

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I sit in my office, still a bit distressed two days ago, and still distressed about last week. If only we didn't go that day he wouldn't be gone... I also need to stop thinking about those guys that are supposedly Bad's old high school friends. They said if I tell anyone about it they're gonna kill me... I hear a loud knock at the front door and someone shouting aggressively.

"POLICE! OPEN UP!" A voice shouts.

SHIT! The police are here?! Crap, they must have found out, but by who? Wait, a6d! Oh no oh no oh no... I go downstairs slowly and gulp. I open the door slowly. I'm immediately pushed to the side by a police officer.

"Skeppy! You are under arrest for homicide! Turn your back toward me now!" The officer shouts.

I do as I'm told and I feel him putting handcuffs on my wrists. The officer grabs me and walks me to the car. He opens the door and I'm pushed in. He closes the door and goes inside.

The officer says, "You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be provided for you. Do you understand the rights I have just read to you? With these rights in mind, do you wish to speak to me?" 

"Y-yes, sir..." I respond.

He drives to the police station while I sit in thought. I'm guessing a6d talked to me to get clues out of me. But how did he find out that quickly that I killed Bad? I didn't mean to kill him. I really didn't. Did he eavesdrop on the phonecall I had two days ago? I see the police office and the car shuts down. The police officer opens the door and I'm guided to the entrance. Another police officer opens the door to let me in. I'm guided to a stairwell downstairs and they stop me in front of a room. An officer opens the door and puts me inside. They close the door. I'm guessing I'm getting interrogated, but by who? My eyes get used to the light, and I see a6d in front of me, with a suitcase next to him.

A6d POV

I sit in my office, remembering what I explained to everyone. The plan was simple. Show up at Skeppy's house, arrest him, and interrogate him. I look at the time. 3:27 PM. They should be at Skeppy's house by now. I hear someone knock at my door.

"Come in," I say.

I see Mason open the door. "They just arrested Skeppy and are coming here. Get ready to interrogate him."

"Right."

I get up and walk to the stairwell. Mason hands me the suitcase with the evidence and we walk down. I open the door to the interrogation room and sit at the back of the table, so Skeppy will sit in front of me. Mason stands near the wall near me and leans on it patiently. 10 minutes later I see Skeppy come inside. He sits at the chair in front of me slowly. He looks up and notices me. 

"Hello, Skeppy. It's nice to see you again." I say. "I want to ask you some questions regarding Badboyhalo. Is that ok?"

Skeppy sits in silence, looking down at the table with a nervous expression on his face.

"Alright then. Skeppy, look up at me."

He looks up slowly. I move the suitcase in front of me and open it, revealing the gun I found in Skeppy's couch. I hear him gasp.

"Mind telling me what this is, Skeppy?" I say.

"E-er... I-I... I don't know. I don't know what that is." Skeppy stutters.

"You don't? Then why did I find it in your house, scan it, and saw your fingerprints on the trigger, and Bad's fingerprints on the head?"

"I-I don't know. I've never seen it. I wasn't aware a gun was inside my house. M-maybe your machine or whatever had an error? T-that could be it..."

"Skeppy, just admit it! You killed Bad!" I shout.

"Listen, a6d. I would never do such a thing! I've never seen that weapon, and if I did somehow kill Bad, I would probably not hide it in my house and would probably dump it in a river! Your machine probably had an error and detected my fingerprints on it, when in reality some criminal murdered Bad!" Skeppy started to shout.

"I know damn well the scanner never had an error, and we always double-check to make sure. Also, when we handle evidence, we always wear gloves so our fingerprints don't get on it! I know you killed Bad, and you can't deny it!" I shout back.

Skeppy stood up in his chair. "Why would I even kill Bad?! Our friendship is practically unbreakable! Your shitty machine had a damn error! That's all! I don't even know how the gun got in my house! It was probably there before!"

"Then why would the gun be in your COUCH for fuck's sake?!"

Skeppy gasps. "Dude, what the hell?! You can't just go into my privacy like that! It was never there-"

"FIRST piece of evidence!" I interrupt him, " When I asked you some questions on TS on April 22nd, you were acting a bit suspicious when I said I wanted to ask you questions regarding Bad. SECOND piece of evidence, you told me you got home at 10:30 and left at 11:00 PM from the Munchy Diner on April 13th, but in reality, you left at 9:52 PM. THIRD piece of evidence, you seemed kinda off after the phonecall you had while I was at your house two days ago. Mind explaining that?" I say.

"Listen, it's nothing! I-I just got bad news from a friend, okay?! And how do you know what time it was when I left the Munchy Diner?! W-were you spying on me?!"

"Are you that dumb? It's for this case! You can't hide it forever you know!"

"I never killed him! Do I have to spell it out for you? I would never kill him! He's my best friend for god sake!"

I stand up. "Tell me Skeppy. Is the reason you left the Trio was to fucking murder Bad?!"

SLAP!

I fall to the ground. I look up slowly and hear Skeppy shouting while being held by Mason and another officer. I see Skeppy with tears in his eyes.

"Wait! a6d! I didn't mean to! Pleas-"

"Shut up! You're coming with me! Stop resisting!" Mason shouts to Skeppy.

I see Skeppy dragged out and to the left of a hallway. I get up and lean on the wall. Why did I say that? That was stupid. I must have pissed off Skeppy. An officer walks in.

"Hey. Should we call it a day?" He says.

"Y-yeah," I respond.

I walk out with my hand on my right cheek. He slapped me pretty hard. I probably deserve that for being a burden to everyone. I walk up and into my office. I sit on my chair silently and put my head in my arms. Why why why did I say that... I was so angry back then. I feel someone watching me. I already know what it is. 

"Why did you hurt me like that..." Skeppy says sadly.

I don't respond and wait for him to be gone. I feel that he is gone and I look up slowly. I notice tears running down my cheeks again. I wipe them quickly and attempt to work on a file. 

I'm sorry. Skeppy. I never meant to hurt you.

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