This is ver short, but I'll make the next chapter long.
Sidney went down to the station. She arrived at quarter till five. An officer came out, he was short and plump, someone that Sidney had never talked to before. For some reason, Sidney was nervous. She didn't like being at police stations, and this officer looked suspicious of her and everyone around him.
"I was told that the police have a lead," Sidney said, "I'm a little early, sorry about that."
"No, that's fine, and we do have a lead, first, let me introduce myself, I am Detective Jons, I'm going to need you to answer a few questions."
Sidney nodded. "Ask away," she said.
The officer held up a picture, "Do you recognize this person?"
"Of course, that's Randy," she said, a bit confused.
"He died two years ago, correct?" the officer replied.
"Well..."
"Well, he isn't dead. He's very much alive. And he's been calling you repeatedly from the hospital he's staying at. Actually, he's not even staying there anymore, he left a while ago, have you heard of any of this?" the officer asked.
"Well, yes, actually, he's the one who gave me a ride down here," Sidney said.
"You need to be more careful about him. He's been in a coma for two years, that can really screw a person up, I've heard. We may have to take him in for questioning," the officer said.
"Detective, I really don't think Randy is capable of murder," Sidney said.
"Five years ago did you think Billy was capable? What about your friend Mickey?" the officer asked.
"Okay, that's not fair! I'm smarter now. I...' Sidney started to say.
The officer cut her off. "You thought you were smarter after your mothers death, after Billy went on his killing spree, After his mother went crazy. I'd think you would be more careful now."
Sidney shook her head. "I KNOW Randy would never hurt me," she said, remembering the video he had made for her.
"Well, Sidney, you can't be too careful, at least let us talk with him. Tell him we need some legal stuff tomorrow, at 3," the officer said.
Sidney nodded reluctantly. And left the police station. Randy was waiting for her in the parking lot.
*Later that night*
Sidney and Randy would stay at Dewey's ad Gale's house until everything was okay. Dewey and Randy were playing pool in the basement, while Sidney and Gale talked in the living room.
Randy went up stairs to get a drink and over heard part of Gale and Sidney's conversation. "So do you really think Randy did it?" Gale asked.
"Oh, come on, he was in the hospital. But, I guess he could've been helping someone," Sidney replied.
"Do you really think Randy's capable?" Gale asked.
"No, i don't, but then, like the detective said, five years ago, I didn't think Billy was, I didn't think Mickey was, I didn't even think Stu was," Sidney said.
Randy didn't listen anymore. His heart hurt. The girl he loved actually suspected him of being a murderer? He had to prove Sidney that he would never hurt her. Somehow, he had to prove it.
TBC
Sidney went down to the station. She arrived at quarter till five. An officer came out, he was short and plump, someone that Sidney had never talked to before. For some reason, Sidney was nervous. She didn't like being at police stations, and this officer looked suspicious of her and everyone around him.
"I was told that the police have a lead," Sidney said, "I'm a little early, sorry about that."
"No, that's fine, and we do have a lead, first, let me introduce myself, I am Detective Jons, I'm going to need you to answer a few questions."
Sidney nodded. "Ask away," she said.
The officer held up a picture, "Do you recognize this person?"
"Of course, that's Randy," she said, a bit confused.
"He died two years ago, correct?" the officer replied.
"Well..."
"Well, he isn't dead. He's very much alive. And he's been calling you repeatedly from the hospital he's staying at. Actually, he's not even staying there anymore, he left a while ago, have you heard of any of this?" the officer asked.
"Well, yes, actually, he's the one who gave me a ride down here," Sidney said.
"You need to be more careful about him. He's been in a coma for two years, that can really screw a person up, I've heard. We may have to take him in for questioning," the officer said.
"Detective, I really don't think Randy is capable of murder," Sidney said.
"Five years ago did you think Billy was capable? What about your friend Mickey?" the officer asked.
"Okay, that's not fair! I'm smarter now. I...' Sidney started to say.
The officer cut her off. "You thought you were smarter after your mothers death, after Billy went on his killing spree, After his mother went crazy. I'd think you would be more careful now."
Sidney shook her head. "I KNOW Randy would never hurt me," she said, remembering the video he had made for her.
"Well, Sidney, you can't be too careful, at least let us talk with him. Tell him we need some legal stuff tomorrow, at 3," the officer said.
Sidney nodded reluctantly. And left the police station. Randy was waiting for her in the parking lot.
*Later that night*
Sidney and Randy would stay at Dewey's ad Gale's house until everything was okay. Dewey and Randy were playing pool in the basement, while Sidney and Gale talked in the living room.
Randy went up stairs to get a drink and over heard part of Gale and Sidney's conversation. "So do you really think Randy did it?" Gale asked.
"Oh, come on, he was in the hospital. But, I guess he could've been helping someone," Sidney replied.
"Do you really think Randy's capable?" Gale asked.
"No, i don't, but then, like the detective said, five years ago, I didn't think Billy was, I didn't think Mickey was, I didn't even think Stu was," Sidney said.
Randy didn't listen anymore. His heart hurt. The girl he loved actually suspected him of being a murderer? He had to prove Sidney that he would never hurt her. Somehow, he had to prove it.
TBC