NOTE: Sorry I've been pretty slack with updating but schools finished now so hopefully I'll be a bit better.
You have got to be kidding me!
"Are you serious?" I asked.
"Again, Miss, this is just routine. We're questioning everyone who could be linked to the fire". The old police officer explained. He seemed like he wanted to be anywhere but here. I wouldn't blame him, he probably has a family waiting for him at home and he has to be stuck here.
"I was with Eve", I sighed.
"At her house?" He said.
"Yes"
"Is there anyone who can clarify that?"
Is there? I don't think Eve's parents were home. And even if they were, they were probably drunk or asleep. Maybe there wasn't anyone there.
Wait, yes there was! Jason. He answered the door!
"Eve's brother", I said relieved.
"What's him name?"
"Jason, Jason Rosser" I stammered.
"Ok then, your free to go"
Great!
Jason's P.O.V
I woke up to sun shining through my window. I tried to sit up but my head hurt way too much and the started spinning around me so I flopped back down on my pillow.
Hangover. And the worst kind too.
I found dad's new hiding spot for the key to liquor cabinet. It was in one of Eve's old books. Some depressing emo shit. Dad probably thought I'd never look in it.
All I can remember after that was dragging myself off of the bathroom floor and collapsing into bed.
My phone started blasting the thong song.
Arrggg! Why was it so loud? By now my head was already banging and I was on the verge of throwing up. But the banging just wouldn't stop! So I had no choice but answer it.
"Hello", I groaned. How the hell would be ringing me at this hour?
"Hello is this Jason Rosser speaking?" said a man.
"Who's asking?" I said, already in a mad mood and it was only 6 in the morning.
"This is Officer Anthony Royal. I'm investigating an arson attach that that was responsible for the death of a young girl. A suspect said you could conform her whereabouts. Her name is Claire Danvers; I believe she is a friend of your sister. She has told us she was with your sister at the time of the fire. Is that true?"
Claire. Did they seriously think that little Claire Bear Danvers could be responsible for murder? That girl couldn't hurt a fly. Not even a really annoying one.
But they didn't have to know that!
Things have been pretty boring around Morganville lately. Maybe this is my chance to liven things up a little.
"Nope", I said popping the p. "I was home all night and never saw them".
"Are you absolutely sure"
"Sure as I'll ever be", I said, now in a pretty good mood.
"Thankyou son, you've been a lot of help".
"No problem Mr Policeman" I hung up.
Maybe things will finally start to heat up around here.
Ok so many of you may be confused by the name of this story. The title I'd Lie has nothing to do with this story but was inspired by the amazing Taylor Swift's song I'd Lie. When I heard the song it immediately reminded me Shane (he'll never fall in love, he likes to argue, his sister WAS beautiful, he has his father's eyes, sees everything black and white, never let anybody see him cry etc.) and I thought this would be a really fun story to write. Hope you like it!