Hypnotised by drums (TW fanfic - Book 2/4)

Part Twenty-Three

Tom’s POV

I know I probably should have stepped in and helped the boys pull Siva off of Mark, but I just couldn’t. I miss Maria so much. She meant everything to me and now she’s not coming back. What am I supposed to do when she was the best part of me? Now all that’s left is the horrible side of me. The side of me that no one likes. I remember what I was like before I met her and I don’t want to slip back into that again. I would run around with a different girl every night, picking up god knows what STI’s. I just didn’t care. I thought that’s all I could be. I didn’t think for one second that I would be able to make someone happy. I thought I was cursed when it came to girls and I suppose that’s been proven now. I don’t want to go back to the person I was, but without her, I don’t see any other option.

I make my way home and when I finally reach my house, I notice something different about my street. I park my car in my drive way before getting out and looking around at the scene in front of me. There’s a police car parked in front of my house and two officers have just gotten out, wearing their high-visibility jackets and their hats.

“Thomas Parker?” one of them asks me.

“Yes” I say awkwardly. I bet this about what happened at the studio. Well, if they think I’m about to grass my friend up, they’ve got another thing coming. I didn’t see anything, is what I’ll tell them.

“We’re going to have to ask you to accompany us to the station, I’m afraid” the first one says, whilst the second one gets back into the car.

“What’s this about?” I ask, but the officer just rolls his eyes.

“Don’t worry, we just need to ask you a few questions” he says, as he makes his way over to the car. I decide that it’s probably best to follow him. He opens the door for me and then pushes me into the back of the car, whilst holding my head, so I wouldn’t bang it.

It’s not long before I find myself sitting in a police interview room, with the two officers sitting opposite me. The first officer turns the tape recorder on and then says a few details into it, including all of our names. It turns out the first officer is called PC Jenkins and the second one is PC Kenith.

“Look, if this is about what happened at the studio, I don’t know what happened alright” I tell them, guessing that it would be quicker if I come straight out and say it.

“The studio?” PC Jenkins asks, with an eyebrow raised. He then looks at PC Kenith, who looks just as confused and then he looks back at me.

“Well that’s what I’m here for isn’t it? You wanted to know what happened at the studio between Mark and Siva?” I ask them, but still they look confused.

“No” PC Kenith says.

“Look I don’t know what happened at the studio Thomas, but we brought you in today to ask you about Jude Roberts” PC Jenkins informs me.

“Why what’s up with her?” I ask him, in a slight panic. What if she’s accused me of something? She doesn’t exactly seem all there.

“You look a bit shifty Tom, is there something you want to tell us?” PC Jenkins asks me.

“No” I tell him.

“When was the last time you saw Miss Roberts?” PC Kenith asks me.

“I don’t know. A couple of days ago, maybe? Why what’s happened?” I ask them.

“Miss Roberts was announced dead this morning” PC Jenkins says and I immediately feel something die inside of me. Sure she might have been annoying sometimes and we weren’t exactly on good terms the last time I saw her, but I would never have wished this upon her. She was still my best friend. I might not have loved her like I love Maria, but there was defiantly something there. She was like a childhood friend, our relationship was just innocent. There was nothing sexual about it or anything. “And we think you have something to do with it” PC Jenkins continues.

At that moment, I feel lump appear in my throat. I swallow it quickly. How could they think I would have something to with that? “What you think she was murdered then?” I ask, not sure what they’re accusing me of.

“Well there’s no other explanation for why she would be found with a knife stabbed into her heart, is there?” PC Kenith asks me.

“I suppose not” I say. I can’t believe someone would do that to her. Why would anyone want to hurt her, she was such a caring person and everyone loved her. Well maybe I didn’t love her like that, but I still would have protected her. If only I knew this was going to happen, I would have been there with her, I would have fought them off. No one would have hurt her.

“No, now tell me when the last time you saw her was” he says. I then suddenly remember that we had an argument on the street that time. Well maybe they won’t find out that it happened. I don’t think anyone saw.

“Two days ago” I tell them.

“Are you sure?” PC Kenith asks me.

“Yes, I wouldn’t lie about that, would I?” I ask.

“Alright then, well seeing as though you were her friend we will let you go” PC Jenkins says. I take a sigh of relief. “For now” he adds, as he turns the tape recorder off and then stands up to leave.

“Don’t leave the country, Thomas” PC Jenkins tells me, before he lets me free. How could they think I would do that? Surly they can see I’m not that sort of person!