"I'm sorry, ma'am," the policeman said to Melissa. "But what you're saying just can't be true."
"But it is!" Melissa protested. The policeman, whose nametag read Barry Thorough, shook his head and looked at his partner.
Melissa had talked to the police (as had Callie), but both girls had had to be taken down to Shadyside Police Station "for further questioning", as the officers had put it. Now Melissa sat in a small private room, sitting silently in a straight-backed chair. She wasn't handcuffed, thank goodness, but the situation reminded her of one of those killer movies like The Bourne Supremacy, where people were handcuffed and hooked to chairs and were sometimes shot. But she was a regular teen, caught up in one of her friend's sister's crazy scandals.
"You expect us to believe that a girl, your friend, made your sister act like she had memory loss and told her to act like she wanted to kill you?"
"Yes!" Melissa said, sighing. Why wouldn't they believe her? She was telling the truth.
Melissa looked over at the room beside her. It looked like Callie wasn't having much luck, either. She was-
"Uh, uh, uh," A security officer beside her tsked-tsked and shook his finger at her. Melissa turned away so that he wouldn't see her roll her eyes. But hey, she thought, it's better than having a gun pointed at your forehead.
"So what did they say to you?" Callie asked, shifting to the side. The two girls were on their beds, talking about their questioning. It turned out that the officers hadn't believed Callie, either.
"Asked me to explain what happened," Melissa sighed. "Just like you."
Callie nodded.
"Um, Callie," Melissa stammered. "Why...uh, why did you let May do that to you?"
Now it was Callie's turn to sigh. "I told you, Melissa. She was going to kill me if I didn't. She even got close to pulling the gun trigger a couple of times."
Melissa stared at the bedspread, remembering Brittany. Her friend. Her absolute best friend since they were both in diapers.
Yes, Brittany was dead. The night that May killed her, she was rushed to the hospital. Melissa waited in the waiting room all night. Finally, a doctor came out and announced that Brittany had died. Melissa barely had the strength to walk home and sleep a couple of hours before the policemen had come to the door and taken both her and Callie to the station for questioning.
Melissa sighed and sat still as Brittany filled her mind. Her thoughts were interrupted, though, when a crash sounded through the house. She glanced up and saw that Callie was nowhere to be found.