Warning: BoyxBoy~~
Dun like? Then Dun read! I no like complaints!Pairing: KevinxDouble D
Disclaimer: I don't, have not, and will never own Ed, Edd n' Eddy. If I did Kevin and Double D would be together! :D
A/N1: I think I might have an idea where this story has run off to! Yay! Still no idea how many chapters it will be . sorry! Sorry it's kind of short! I'm writting this half asleep and hopped up on soda and pizza! yeah! Time for bed!
Kevin's P.O.V.
The ride to the police station was quiet. The officer driving kept his eyes on the road occasionally glancing in the rearview mirror and giving me a nasty look; while the officer sitting to his right turned around to give me a blatant dirty look. I sighed and cast my eyes out the window. Everything in my line of vision was a blur. If only they knew the truth. I wouldn't be the one cuffed and in the back of this car.
Sometime later, I wasn't exactly sure how long the ride was, we pulled into the station and I was pulled out of the car. Ouch, that wasn't to gentle. I was then pushed through the halls of the station into a small gray room. The door closed behind me. Click. And now it's locked. A metal table sat in the center, four chairs around it, and a two way mirror to my left. They need a decorator… I sat down shaking my head I never thought I would think like that.
I waited a few minutes staring into space before a balding middle aged man walked in. He sat down and took out some papers. He looked up at me and sighed.
"Kevin Preston. I'm Marcus Green. Kevin, do you have anything to say about what you are being accused of? This is a serious crime. Do you understand that?" He looked at me sternly.
I sighed. "Sir, not to be an 'unruly teen,' but one; I'm not an idiot, and two; you are legally not permitted to speak with me because I do not have a parent or an attorney present." With that I ended my sentence and he stared at me mouth agape.
"I'm not here to make you talk Kevin. I'm not even a detective, I'm a counselor. I was asked to interview you for your mental state. You have been accused of many things and this can have adverse affects on a young mind." He smiled like nothing was wrong, like I wasn't in a police station, like I wasn't being accused of who knows how many serious crimes. I knew what he thought of me. I knew he believed that woman's lies. He thought I was a piece of trash. He hopes I get convicted so I can never harm another defenseless woman, kidnap another child, and whatever else I'm guilty until proven innocent of. I will prove to everyone that I save D from that woman. I will show everyone that I have done nothing but love him.
I clenched my fists. "I know what you think of me. You've heard what I'm being accused of. To you I'm guilty. I know how these things go. You come in here and try to play nice, get me to talk, and then leave to tell everyone I'm unstable and need professional help that you can't provide. How about we spare each other this dance dude? Just go out there and tell what you had rehearsed before you stepped through that door and saw me." He was quiet or maybe it was speechless. I read him like the book that he is. I was pissed. I didn't care if I was called unstable, crazy, or even neurotic. I just want to see D. he's probably confused and terrified right now.
Mr. Green moved as if he was going to speak but decided against it. He looked at me pointedly and moved to speak again. Nothing. I smirked at him. I win counselor. I smirked as he stood abruptly and collected his things. He moved quickly and pushed the door open quickly moving through it.
The door swung wide if not hitting the wall. Then I saw him. D was being ushered by the police to his mother's open arms. He walked slow taking as much time as possible to get to her. When he was in her arms our eyes met. He smiled at me, I smiled back. Then him mother whispered into his ear. His eyes widened. I stood quickly, my chair slipping to the ground with a loud bang that went unheard to my ears. My hands were on the table ready to throw it out of my way. Still whispering she glanced at me and smirked before the door closed and locked with the unmistakable click.
I sunk to the floor forgetting my fallen chair. I can't protect him from her… My breath hitched. "I'm so sorry D." My eyes burned, tears blinding my sight as they spilled. I will fix this. "I promise."
A/N2: I know it's sad! I'm sorry! I tried really hard to keep Kevin in character in this. I think he was OOC a bit though hehe oopsy. Sorry but the next chapter may be just as sad no maybe upsetting? I'm not sure how you'll react! O.O Thank you all so much for feeding my review addiction!