Unedited Jan 2016
I moved towards the kitchen in my apartment, with the police following my every move, close behind my back. I crossed my arms around myself, knowing that I was nervous and wanted to comfort myself. I didn't like this one bit.
Wandering into the monochrome kitchen, I gathered that there were only two chairs presented. I took a deep sigh and spun around and viewed the two adults.
"I'll stand," Paul clarified, knowing I'd need to be relaxed during my interview with them. He smiled at me.
"Sorry," I just said, and pressed my lips together.
I sat on the furthest away from the door, whereas Paul stood in front of me, taking a notepad from his trouser pocket and hold the notepad in his left hand the table, along with a black ball point pen, located in his right hand, although Jane sat in front of me.
I took a deep sigh. I don't like these types of situations. I felt uncomfortable, trying to sit still, so I don't suspicious.
Being the awkward person I am, I asked, "Would either of you like tea?"
I don't know why I said it, probably trying to be polite or struggling to calm my nerves.
"No thank you, were both fine," responded Paul, who was stood beside Jane, with his police helmet underneath his right arm as well.
I nodded and positioned my hands, composed on my knees and started to twiddle them about. My nervousness was getting to me, very badly. It just feels like history is repeating itself with the entire police coming to see me.
"So Lucy, how are you?" Jane questioned, slightly placing her head to one to one side and cautiously witnessing my expression. Probably trying to catch me out if I was lying or not, throughout the conversation.
Her eyes didn't seem to hold any sentiment, apart from curiosity, gazing into my eyes.
I looked in the eye and smiled, "I'm fine, thank you," trying to look normal as possible.
"Good, we're glad you are alright," she sighed slightly and started to twitch slightly then I knew that she was going to start the severe interrogations, "I'm guessing you identify why we're both we're here?"
I nodded, not trusting my voice, "I'm sorry that we could not wait any longer but we require information, to get the investigation going swiftly as possible and try to get the bottom of this. Sorry we came during your weekend off."
"It's fine," responding with a forged smile.
"I hope you don't mind but Officer Paul is going to take notes down of this interview that were having."
"I don't mind," I said.
"Well let's get this over with. We won't take long. I promise," she smiled and took a deep breathe, "at 14:15pm on Saturday November 21st 2015, talking to Miss Lucy Panther, with myself, Officer Jane Coffle and my co-worker, Paul Tyner."
Her vocal sound transformed hastily, more punitive and the hairs on my neck unexpectedly rose up. Paul was stood slightly behind Jane, jotting down the discussion, quickly as possible, perhaps in short hand.
"Right the first question; do you know how the fire had started? Do you have any idea how it happened?"
I shook my head in disagreement, "No. I just came in front a meal with my friends and had a nap, when all of a sudden I woke up with loud banging coming from my bedroom door, going continuously, never-ending."
"What was the loud banging from the door?"
"My friend Shannon, she was screaming hysterically, telling to get out of the building quickly. She was the one who informed me about the fire. She told me to get of the place immediately. She was the one who grabbed my hand to get out of the place."
"Where did she take you?"
"Outside, at the front of the college, with the rest of tutors and students were at."
Jane looked at me with her eyebrows sewn together, confused at my answer, "Then how did you get back inside? Surely you would have stayed outside where it was safe? Why did you go back in?"
I made eye contact with Jane, so I couldn't fault my answer, "I went back inside. I saw that Damon, wasn't with Jack nor Max so I went in to help him get out. I ran back inside to get him. They informed me that he was inside his room."
She nodded and continued, "Was it just you that went back inside?"
"No. Jack and Max came in with me, shouting my name after me and wanted to help me, showing me where to go. I knew it was foolish of me..."I whispered the end to myself.
"What happened then?"
I looked at the table, trying hard to remember the harsh memory, focusing on the flat surface.
"We finally got to Damon's room. Jack knocked down his door, since apparently it was jammed from the inside. We grabbed Damon then there was fire, glass, red and orange everywhere, with the sound of shattered glass."
I paused for a minute, knowing this was where my story was going to lie and I had to make sure I was at least showing that I was to make an effort to tell the truth and clearly not show any errors in my voice nor facial appearance, whatsoever.
I shut my eyes and took a deep sigh and exhaled through my mouth, ready to explain my half true story, "We tried to escape from the building but it seemed too dangerous to proceed any further, since everything was in our way. We started to fall unconscious one by one-"
"How did you know that you were the only one awake?" Jane suddenly interrupted me and I was taken aback from the sudden question.
"I was the last one to be knocked out. I was screaming from help but the more I yelled the more I started to cough from the smoke and fires. Besides, I barely could breathe. It started to get into my lungs. It was awful."
"And do you recall anything else? Apparently people overheard a male screaming and some howling coming from within the building? You don't know anything about it, do you?"
This time I tried my hardest not to look guilty, knowing what the cause was. Instead, I frowned and considered confused, cocking my head to some extent to right. I felt my heart pounding against my rib cage, feeling as if it was going to come out. I started to breath in and out, calmly as I can, not giving anything away.
After a few moments, I gulped and replied, "No? I didn't hear anything," I shook my head as well.
Jane moved slightly forward, so her chest was almost touching the edge of the table, "are you sure? Because we heard the many say they heard slight screams from the building. Are you sure you didn't hear anything, Miss Panther? "
I nodded, "yes, because the only things I heard was my voice screaming and the flames from the fire and the glass which was broken around us. I couldn't hear anything else."
She nodded slightly, accepting my story.
So the others must've had the same story as I have. Thank unicorns for that.
Jane had talked a bit more to me, asking more questions about the situation; what happened in more detail, was there anymore witnesses, what floor the happened.
Jane and Paul said their thanks and left just after half eleven.
I felt exhausted afterwards. I didn't know that answering questions could take the strength out of you.
Once they left I closed the door behind them and gave out a deep sigh and banged my forehead against the door. My head was farting.
I slowly walked over to my bed and collapsed at the end of it. I really just wanted the day to be over. I wanted to be by myself for a while.
I started to close my eyes slowly, since all of a sudden my bed seemed too comfortable, but I quickly opened them, remembering what happened before police got here.
Damon, which is what, happened.
Getting up quickly I realised how angry I was with him for taking my papers without my permission.
How dare him!
But then I remembered that Shannon and Chloe have asked me to meet them afterwards, including Damon himself.
Who shall I go to; the girls or the boys?
Realising how angry I was, I seemed to be keen on seeing the girls instead in the gym, which I was hoping they were still there.
Grabbing my green winter coat, I left my room and started to walk downstairs, wandering outside. My dragon breath was no more but it was still chilly outside. I paced myself speedily, hurried myself to get away from the cold.
Spotting the gym building was getting closer; I sped up slightly, wanting the warmth more than ever.
Coming close the double doors entrance to the gym, I hurriedly walked over and opened the blue doors, with its silver handles.
It was lovely and warm inside and I automatically wanted to hibernate.
I overheard numerous voices coming from the hall and strode over to where it was coming from.
I detected Shannon and Chloe is the far corner of the room, shouting at each other, whilst Jasmine was stood there with her right hand against her face, as if she lost the will to live.
I wandered quietly over, making sure I was unseen by others and made my way over.
Chloe, who was stood facing me while Shannon had her back to me, saw me first and beamed at the sight of me. Shannon stopped midway from her conversation and turned around, who too, saw me and smiled.
Jasmine looked up; since she heard that the two teens had stopped quarrelling and probably was wondering why it was suddenly quiet. She trailed where their eyes were leading to and saw me.
She made a small smile and embraced me.
"How was it?" Shannon asked me quietly coming over to me, "Are you alright?"
Jasmine let me go and turned around to see me, "I'm fine. Just glad it was over and done with, as a matter of fact besides it went better than I expected," I said truthfully, smiling to some extent.
"Did they ask you any awkward questions?" Chloe asked curiously, whilst putting her hand slightly on my right shoulder, trying to somewhat comfort me.
"No, just about what happened and what I can remember. I felt uncomfortable," due to past memories, but I'm not telling them anyone anything at all, "but I'm fine now."
"Are you sure?" Shannon asked.
Jasmine stood there, in her gym clothing; black skinny shorts and a white top, with a high pony tail, with sympathetic face.
"Yes, I'm sure."
Shannon nodded; accepting that I didn't really want the conversation to go any further besides it was confidential.
"What type of questions did they even ask?"
"Chloe!"
"What? I'm just asking. I was making sure they didn't go overboard and were full on."
"Don't worry Chloe. They were nice to me," I clarified, reassuring her and hoping she wouldn't go round to the police and asking why they were being awful to me.
It felt like she was my older sister, looking out for me.
"Anyway, did you think the dark haired police man was gorgeous? He was fit."
"Oh my g- Chloe, seriously?" Shannon sighed and giggled at her silly best friend.
"What? I thought he was cute," she pouted.
Ignoring both of them, Jasmine turned to me and said, "I'm surprised you didn't go and see that boys," Jasmine explained.
"I know. I think they would have bombarded me with questions..."
"They won't have. Anyway, want to help me out? I'm trying out for the cricket team."
I don't really have much experience in cricket and I really have a feeling I should go and see the boys. I want to know why he took those papers without me knowing.
"As much as it will be fun, I'll pass on that one Jasmine. I'm not very good at cricket anyway and I might end up smashing a window or two," I laughed, "I'm going to get back. I'm still a little doused off. See you soon!"
I was in the café when I grasped that none of the guys were about.
Strange, I thought they would have been here, I mean Damon did say they were going to be here.
So I shrugged my shoulders and just headed to the library, with any luck, the Bestiary will be about. The topic of werewolves had unexpectedly intrigued me.
I had a few stares here and there from several people. No doubt the news of the police coming to see me, spread like wild fire.
I stayed quiet when I opened the library doors and saw Mrs Beam. I beamed at her and looked away to check the Fantasy Section, when I noticed to see the guys, standing in the far end of the room, in between book shelves, where it was quiet, full of books surrounding them and on tops of tables.
There weren't many people in the library, but no surprise there, since it was a Saturday. Many people were on the computers or just browsing through the book shelves.
Damon stood in the middle while Jack stood alongside him and Max sat on the chair, were stood at either side of him, moving both his left arm and hand, pointing to whatever he was showing, to the others.
They all looked stressed and anxious. All their hair was all over the place, like they had a bedhead look.
I stood aimlessly, deciding whether I should avoid them or go over and see what was up with them.
I took a deep sigh and exhaled through my mouth, when all of a sudden, a gang of confidence that came from nowhere arose to me and I strolled over to the guys.
Where did this self-assurance come from, I pondered.
I stood meaninglessly, waiting between to book shelves and observed them, hoping they knew I was here.
I looked over to what books they were going through; werewolf book related ones. Many related ones.
I wonder if the Bestiary was there, upon the mountain of books.
I took a deep breath.
"So you came?"
I looked up to see them and all three were watching at me.
I nodded, "Yeah. I mean I went over to see Shannon and Chloe first. They were too busy and having fun. I wanted to see you guys too."
I smiled, but it seemed compulsory.
"Did you tell them what we said to you?" asked Max, who had his arms sprawled out over the table, with his hands together, finger overlapping.
"Of course I did. I hated it. I never felt so low in my life. I hate lying to people. I shouldn't be lying to the police! How dare you!" I cried, "But recalling what you said, I know they won't believe my story."
I looked away, knowing I was extremely angry and for some reason, I desired to throw, no, punch someone so hard, they'll fall unconscious. It felt like my anger seemed uncontrollable.
This wasn't like me.
I closed my eyes and started to breathe in and out, calmly.
I felt a little better, but I knew my anger was still there.
"Damon I want to ask a question; why did you get the papers without my permission?"
Damon stared into my eyes, not blinking.
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Happy 2016 everyone!
Sorry for the long wait.
I graduated at the end of November (happy days) and I had major family issues.
Found out this week my Great Nana was in hospital this week. Don't worry everything is fine for now and other personal issues.
Work has been busy. It feels like I don't get out of the place, I mean what is a social life? I don't know the mean of that anymore
But less of that more on this!
I hope it was alright for you (I tried my best but it's one of my least favourite chapters) but hey, the show must go on!
Enjoy my amigos!
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