Hello
I am sooooooooo sorry for not updating. I had so many things going in my life, I just had no time to update. School started, then tests every week.
Sorry for the small chapter. I will update sometime this week.
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Not-your-average-PANSYCAKE: Thank you. Trust me, there will be a lot of trust issues with many characters going along. Btw, clever pen name!
That night, I relived one of the worst moments of my life.
"Miss. Prior, you'll have to come with me" says Uriah.
"No! I didn't kill Will! Why would I?" I ask. I don't know why they would think I was a suspect.
"No one cares what you think" said the other officer, with a deep voice. The haul me away. How dare they! Me, Tris Prior, accused of murder! Ha! I can get out of this! I let out a small laugh. The officers in the front seat look back at me. Uriah gives me a sympathetic look, while the other officer glares at me with hard cold eyes. Suddenly, I feel my stomach drop. What if I can't get out of this? I can't stay locked up forever! So many dreams, so many ambitions. Suddenly the car comes to a halt. Uriah comes out and pulls me out of the car, with a rough tug.
"Sorry" he whispers in my ear. He takes me into the station and seats me in a blue plastic chair. I look around, and see so many people. Some with badges, others with handcuffs and bloodstains. Some are running around in a frenzy while others are hugging their family, scared to death.
After a while, an officer in a suit comes to talk to me.
"Miss… Prior" he said, while looking at a clipboard. "Well, we're going to have to let you go. We don't have a physical evidence that you murdered Mr. Green. But we will continue to investigate. So I suggest you get a lawyer.
They un cuff me and lead me out of the station. I start to walk on the street, back home. I suddenly feel dizzy, unable to breathe. I trip over a rock, but I am unable to get up. I struggle and struggle, but I finally let the blackness take me in, away.
TO BE CONTINUED…