This Too Shall Pass
Chapter Four: It's Only Just Begun
"Well, then you are under arrest for the murder of Amy- Liesel Doherty ." …..
(One Day Later)
It was unbelievable, absolutely unbelievable. That's what kept playing over and over again in Jamie's mind as he sat in the holding cell of the local jail. There was no way this could be happening, was another thought that had been frequent in his mind.
"We need to ask you some more questions." one of the officers said as he approached Jamie's cell, and then pulled him out, towards another room that Jamie was now familiar with.
"Tell me again what happened the night you went out with Amy." one of the officers, Sergeant Andrews he thought, asked him.
"We went to a movie, had a couple of drinks at a bar, then I took her home." Jamie stated again.
"Drinks at a bar? Says here you're only sixteen." Andrews continued, looking down at her papers and then stood up walking all over the room.
"I know, it was stupid." Jamie replied, his hands folded on the table.
"So was killing her." she stated standing over the boy.
"I didn't kill, Amy."
"If you confess, we'll be easier on you."
"I didn't kill, Amy!"
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Tyler was torn. He had heard the evidence against Jamie and it was pretty convincing. The last to see her, last word she said ect. He understood why Jamie was a suspect, though he didn't want to believe it. Though they were completely different, they were friends, and worked together; his heart was telling him to believe Jamie, his brain the opposite.
It was days later when the police officially charged Jamie with Amy's murder; a hearing scheduled for the following week. The media was in a frenzy, trying to interview everyone that knew Jamie, even hunting down Hannah, Jamie's three year old niece, for information. Tyler stayed away, though he thought Jamie may have done the crime the did not want to say anything that could hurt his case. Though he did not want to say it, the fact that Jamie was not a good student, average, popular, athletic, the not getting in trouble type hurt him badly. People had stereotypes about Goths, and it wasn't helping Jamie.
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Chapter Four: It's Only Just Begun
"Well, then you are under arrest for the murder of Amy- Liesel Doherty ." …..
(One Day Later)
It was unbelievable, absolutely unbelievable. That's what kept playing over and over again in Jamie's mind as he sat in the holding cell of the local jail. There was no way this could be happening, was another thought that had been frequent in his mind.
"We need to ask you some more questions." one of the officers said as he approached Jamie's cell, and then pulled him out, towards another room that Jamie was now familiar with.
"Tell me again what happened the night you went out with Amy." one of the officers, Sergeant Andrews he thought, asked him.
"We went to a movie, had a couple of drinks at a bar, then I took her home." Jamie stated again.
"Drinks at a bar? Says here you're only sixteen." Andrews continued, looking down at her papers and then stood up walking all over the room.
"I know, it was stupid." Jamie replied, his hands folded on the table.
"So was killing her." she stated standing over the boy.
"I didn't kill, Amy."
"If you confess, we'll be easier on you."
"I didn't kill, Amy!"
* * *
Tyler was torn. He had heard the evidence against Jamie and it was pretty convincing. The last to see her, last word she said ect. He understood why Jamie was a suspect, though he didn't want to believe it. Though they were completely different, they were friends, and worked together; his heart was telling him to believe Jamie, his brain the opposite.
It was days later when the police officially charged Jamie with Amy's murder; a hearing scheduled for the following week. The media was in a frenzy, trying to interview everyone that knew Jamie, even hunting down Hannah, Jamie's three year old niece, for information. Tyler stayed away, though he thought Jamie may have done the crime the did not want to say anything that could hurt his case. Though he did not want to say it, the fact that Jamie was not a good student, average, popular, athletic, the not getting in trouble type hurt him badly. People had stereotypes about Goths, and it wasn't helping Jamie.
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