Emily's Interrogation
12:00 PM
Emily cautiously sat down at the remaining chair in the interrogation room. She was high-alert and on her toes. For all she knew, these new cops were the A-Team's new puppets. The A-Team kept targeting her, and she was sick and tired of it. Well, you know what? Screw Alison. Screw A. She wasn't going to tell these cops a lot, and wanted to keep a reserved quiet look throughout the whole time she was here. Before she trusted them, but now she wasn't sure anymore
"Emily," Hank started, "before we ask you about Alison we wanted to ask you a few questions about Maya St. Germain."
Emily broke the image she made for herself and looked up in alarm.
"We haven't been able to gather much about Maya. Her parents and the rest of her family seem to be very distant from her, and they often told us the same thing. We were wondering if you could tell us anything new."
"That's why we switched the order," Nick added. "We wanted to know as much about her as possible."
Emily started to breathe heavily. Maya's death was still a fresh wound on her, especially since she and her friends knew how Maya was really killed.
"Maybe we should start with simple questions," Nick said, pulling Emily back to reality. "When did you first meet Maya?"
I guess answering these questions wouldn't hurt, Emily thought. She responded back, "Around the time the cops had found Alison's body. She had just moved in to Rosewood."
"She was with her parents when she moved in, correct?"
Emily nodded her head.
"Did she like her parents?"
"Not as much as the next person. She liked to be by herself or with her friends a lot."
"It says here that Emily was sent to rehab," Hank said. "What for?"
Emily paused for a little bit and zipped up her blue hoodie. More than anything, Emily wanted closure. And the death of the A Team, but that goal is a bit macabre. The reason though was painful for her to recall.
"She was caught dealing drugs. Marijuana mostly. Her parents were also upset at her because they found out that…"
She didn't need to finish for the cops to know: Maya's parents found out that the girls were dating each other. A single tear flew down Emily's cheek.
"Did Maya ever give you drugs?" Hank asked.
"Only once," Emily admitted with regret.
Nick and Hank looked at each other for a minute, and then Hank broke the silence by asking, "Do you mind if we talk about Alison now?"
Emily slowly nodded.
"How long have you and your friends known Alison?"
"A long time."
"Did Alison have any enemies?"
Emily nodded as Nick and Hank started to pull out pictures of Noel, Jenna, Garrett, Toby, and the other girls.
"Do you think any of them could have killed Ali?"
Emily sadly nodded her head.
"Is there anyone else you think could have killed her?"
Emily shook her head. She would have given them Mona's name for them to look into, but she didn't want to explain why.
Nick noticed Emily still had a sullen look on her face and kept looking down. "Emily," he asked. "How long have you been a lesbian?"
Emily was hit back by the question. But she responded, knowing that they could be harsh to her if she didn't. And she didn't want that. "About a year. Maybe two."
"Did you love Alison?"
Emily took a while to respond, remembering Alison's cruel rejection. Tears started to well up, but she refused to let the cops see her cry. She looked around the room and saw all the cameras. Great. Wilden was seeing this. And he didn't need to.
"Yes," she responded between tears. "I…kissed her, but she just called me 'practice' for 'the real thing'." She felt terrible and overexposed. Nick seemed to sense this and moved on.
"Do you think any of your friends could have killed Alison?"
"No. Absolutely not."
She responded so quickly that Nick and Hank had to wait a while before they answered the next question. Nick couldn't sense that this girl was a Wesen. She just seemed like a very troubled girl who just wanted this over with, and for people to stop prodding her. So Nick decided to wrap it up soon.
"Police recently arrested Garrett for the murder of Alison DiLaurentis, but then let him go. What do you think about it?"
God, was that some Dr. Phil question? "I'm not sure. I just wish that I can just…get back on with my normal life."
So Nick was right about her. "You know your life's not gonna be normal after this though, are you?"
"No sir," Emily responded, showing the first sign of respect for the two. "I know that."
Emily was finally released. After the cops had asked her questions about 'That Night' – where they were, what they were doing – they had let her go. And they didn't seem as bad as the girls made them out to be. Maybe they should tell them about A. But after seeing the cameras, she knew they couldn't even attempt to. The only person they told about A was Dr. Sullivan and…well, look what happened to her.
She felt relieved. But at the same time she felt humiliated. Never had she revealed that much to someone in her life. And it was on a freaking tape. But at the same time, she wanted to let it all out. And a small part of her heart didn't regret it.
"She's not a Wesen, is she?" Hank asked. Nick turned off the tape recording the interrogations, so they were safe to talk. Nick shook his head.
"We're on a roll with these normal cases, Nick." And Nick couldn't help but laugh.
"Yeah, but you never know what you'r egoing to expect."
Hank nodded in agreement. "We should call Aria in now. Maybe we can get some of our Jason questions answered."
I'm gonna be gone for about a month on a summer program, but when I come back I'll post stuff as soon as possible! Thank you so much for reading this, and I'm sorry about the HUGE previous hiatus. Review, follow, and stuff. See you soon! :D
