Killing Chris

Accusation

I had finally gathered the nerve to enter the interrogation room but just as I was about to step in Clarke interrupted.

"Dr. Green Id like to go next and get this over with," she said standing up

"Why that's no problem at all," He said cheerfully waving her into the room

I sat back down next to Rhys and enjoyed the lack of blood-curdling screams for help. But the enjoyment spoiled when I realized what that meant for the no eyed lady. She must have passed out from blood loss and been carted away. It felt as if I were in highschool again waiting to enter the principal's office to tell my side of the story in hopes I would escape punishment.

"What if we just ran right now? I asked looking at Rhys

"Then that would be a nice way to screaming I'm guilty and then you go suffer in prison for a crime you didn't commit," Rhys answered looking at me

"Wait how do you know I didn't do it?" I asked him skeptically

"Because I did it," Rhys said staring at me, no change in facial expression.

"Wait...What?...Why?" I asked angrily 

"Because the bitch has tried to make me overdose three times. She brings me more medication than humans supposed to have because I scare her... I heard her tell the guard myself" he answered

I couldn't believe I was really about to let Rhys get away with this. I've been raked through the trench of sorrow and pain by a killer in my own life and now I was about to let a killer get away with doing it to someone else.  When it was my turn I had two potential paths to take. I could tell Dr. Green it was Rhys and avoid punishment by causing the punishment of someone else or I could say I don't know and suffer the consequences. 

A scream came from inside the interrogation room and Cayetana began to cry. She sobbed loudly purposefully being dramatic. The handle of the door twisted and Cayetana shot up smiling at me as tears ran down her face. Clarke stepped out of the room her arm tight against her chest. She took one step out of the doorway and fell onto the ground in front of me. I moved forward to help her up.

"Accuse...Vaun he deserves it and you'll avoid a beating" She whispered into my ear as I helped her to her feet. 

I looked back to see Cayetana entering the room. The nurse grabbed onto Clarke and escorted her down the hall. I sat back down in my spot and leaned over to Rhys

"What did he do to Clarke?" I asked nervously debating with myself if I even wanted to know.

"Considering I saw no exterior wounds and she was holding her stomach he probably beat her with a softer object so the beating leaves less bruising" He responded picking his teeth.

I thought how perfectly It would've been for me to accuse the killer and then him go to prison with no chance of ever getting out. Some justice that would be.Tick...Tick...Tick the clock sounded as an insurmountable amount of time passed. once again the door creaked open and Cayetana emerged without a scratch on her.

She walked normal and had the same joyful mood she had before she went in. She must have accused someone? But who? Maybe Clarke got to her before she went in and she accused Vaun too. There were only four of us left in the hallway now Rhys and I, and Derek and Vaun.

In a split second, I had to decide what was more important to me, my morals and values and tell the truth, or listen to my heart and accuse an innocent man that probably deserves the punishment the most. Who was I to be judge, jury, and executioner? At least here In the hospital, I knew the killer and he liked me...a far better situation than before the hospital.