Chapter Two

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I do not own Homestuck.
If I did Terezi and Vriska would be in a Blackrom relationship, Kanaya and Rose would still be alive, and Aranea and Meenah would be matesprits.
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Terezi could feel the police car come to a stop, the engine cutting off. She knew where she was. She had been here hundreds of times before- usually coming to bail her ex-best friend out or to come interrogate criminals with her mother.

The door opened with a loud clunking sound. She turned to face the opened door, she could sense the police officer outside of the car.

She climbed out of the car, hitting her head while getting out. She begun to tear up again and started to bawl loudly. Sure her head hurt from hitting the sharp edge of the police car, but she was only crying for one reason.

She was here and she didn't want to be.

Terezi never wished for this whole night to happen. It all seemed like a normal night. But that's the way it always is in murder mysteries. A normal night turning wrong in the blink of an eye.

"I know your crying but can you make it into the Police Station?" The police officer asked. Terezi opened her mouth to speak but all she really said was a few tiny gasps and hiccuping sounds.

She needed her cane. No matter how many times she's been here she always had a hard time walking up the steps and figuring out where the door was located.

Terezi covered her eyes, feeling the tears pour down them. What color were tears exactly? We're they blue? Purple? Green? Or were they black like the darkness around her? They were probably black.

"Come on, you can walk and you can see so-" The officer began, trying to get Terezi to follow him.

"No! I CAN'T FUCKING SEE SO WHY DO YOU THINK I KILLED HER?!" Terezi screamed, ending with a massive sob. What is with these police officers?! Are they all such douche bags? No wait, they always were douche bags, you just had to be taken in to realize that. No wonder why the prisoners would try and hurt the officers.

"Oh..." The officer said. Terezi could feel his hand grab her elbow and pulled her after him.

Terezi whined as she was pulled up the steps, her unprotected legs being cut on the concrete. Haven't these cops heard of something called gentleness?

Terezi was then pushed into the Police Station. The freezing cold floor was the first thing she noticed. It was just like the floor in her home. The one that lead into Latula's room and-

Well shit, now she was crying again.

While she was having her break down the officer lead her into a interrogation room and sat her down. She was leaning up on the table, crying loudly. Terezi couldn't care less if she looked like a mess. She didn't care if she looked like a wild animal because of her hair, or that she had large puffy sightless eyes.

The door opened and her head shot up. By the sent of it two more officers came in.

They dismissed the other officer and one sat down by the sound of a chair squeaking.

"Terezi Pyrope, Age; 16, Gender; female, status; blind since birth. Do you know why you're here, Miss.Pyrope?" The officer said as if he was reciting a script. He probably was, rarely officers had anything to say that belonged to their own thoughts.

Terezi rubbed her nose with her arm, feeling the snot come off. Well that was gross, was slobbering so much normal?

"Y-Yes, no wait, I mean n-no." Terezi stuttered, her voice cracking slightly. She could hear an officer cough to clear his throat. Or her throat. Nope, defiantly his.

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