I Didn't Do It (On Hold)

2.

Katrina stayed in the room behind another door that night, she occasionally checked on me to see if I was still awake and when she saw that I had not slept once, she finally took a seat on the edge of the bed.

"What are you thinking about Madison?" She asks me and I roll over to grab my journel that I had in the hospital and began drawing as I always did.
It calmed me.
"Am I going to meet with my aunt tomorrow?" The question haunts me, I wanted to see my father, to see if I could find an answer in his behavior or even in my aunts.

"Is that all really necessary?" Katrina asks me and I purse my lips together, out of all people she should have been supporting this movement. She knew I could get my aunt to admit something without even realizing.
"Madison, you always get carried away when you know you've got someone in your little manipulated web." Katrina warns me and I scoff and turn away from her.
"Do not." I mutter in a childlike tone. I rarely used my manipulative skills in order to get what I wanted!
I did as a child with candy but that was for my own innocent gain. I was older now and I knew better.
I never manipulated people because I knew they would give in eventually.

"This isn't the time to go and investigate. The police are already on your aśs. If they see you conversing with anyone, especially your aunt, they'll use it against you somehow. Messing with legal issues are as dangerous as it is...plus this is murder we're talking about." Katrina continues to babble and the way she's ranting on and on, shows me her fear.
I put down my notebook and raise an eyebrow at her.

"Are you saying this for your knowledge or mine? After all these years, you continue to doubt my methods. I'm doing exactly what they want but I have an advantage...I know how I can revert it all back onto them. My aunt is nearly incapable of lying. I can get some information out of her."
"Everyone is capable of anything and I thought you weren't manipulative?" She quickly reminds and I extend my body on the bed and stare up at her with an amused expression.

"It's not manipulation. I know the right things to say, she's going to say what I want. She'll give me some type of hint without even knowing."

"That's manipulation." Katrina beams flatly.

"No. It's oblivious correlation. She's connected but doesn't know how. But I do."
"You're using it for your own personal gain. Manipulative and that's not the way you're to go about it." She tries to speak the words gently but her tone wavers.
"Then what do you supposed I do, Katrina? I am being framed for murder and I know how to prove myself innocent and yet you don't think it's the right way? I'm not hurting anybody." I defend and Katrina presses her lips together and exhales.

"Fine, Madison." She sighs. "But I'm going with you." She quickly adds and I roll my eyes and groan dramatically.

"I'm grown now. You don't have to follow me around everywhere!" I complain and she scoffs.
"Until this trial is completely over, I do. And with this bloody contract. So suck it up because I have to follow you around and moniter you. I feel more like a puppy than your aid." She mumbles with a disgusted facial expression.

"I could put a collar around your neck. It's kinky." I tease with a wink and Katrina immediately begins to exit the room.

"Katrina." I say flatly and she turns around to stare at me.

"I'm sorry. But do you think you can lay off for at least 15 minutes?" I plead with wide eyes- the one move I knew would work on her.

"If anything happens, it'll be on my account." She reminds and I nod.
"You don't trust me." I state and she shakes her head, "I do. I just....fine. 15 minutes but I'm standing out the house." She says pointing a finger at me and I hold my hands up and nod.