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Everybody's Fool
Digidestend Angel
I Do NOT Own Victorious or Any Of The Songs Used
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Chapter Eighteen
Interrogation
Beck waited impatiently as he was in the sound room next to the interrogation room, where Josh Michaels was sitting in the chair directly in front of him, except Beck was blocked by the safety of the one way mirror. Josh was just smirking, like he knew Beck was staring at him. Beck wanted to go in there and strangle him until he's able to get that dickhead to tell him where his fiancée was. It had been officially a 16 hours since Cat went missing and time was running out.
Beck hadn't slept, nor eaten. How could he? Cat could be starved, cold, and…tortured. He clenched his fists and tried to keep himself from breaking into tears again. He couldn't help it, nor did anyone blame him for cracking on second's notice. The woman he cherished was out there in the unknown. He wasn't used to this. He always knew where Cat was. Either she was with him, or she texted him and told him so he wouldn't worry. And right now, she couldn't because her phone is down with the forensic scientist, who announced there were no fingerprints. She was looking through the phone for anything that could help them…nothing.
He was getting desperate and horrified to the point he wanted to puke.
Instead, he was going to suck it up. Detective Cane was about to go in and do his interrogation with Josh, which he couldn't wait to see. Cane's partner said that Cane was the best at getting suspects to crack under pressure within the cold, dimly lit room that there was nowhere for Josh to run or hide. Beck had never witnessed a real life interrogation. Only on shows like Law and Order, which…Cat liked watching sometimes.
The door opened, which made Beck jumped a little. Cane's partner, Davison, walked in. "Are you sure you want to watch and listen to this, Beck?" He asked, a bit of concern in his voice.
Beck took a deep breath and nodded.
He requested and demanded to be there when Josh would be questioned. If this dumbass kidnapped Cat, he wanted to be the first to know since he could direct the police to his house or he could go with them to where he was holding Cat…unless it's not him…or if he killed her…Beck felt a shiver go down his spine and his heart skipped a beat. Cat wasn't dead. He knew that for sure that his young fiancée was NOT dead. They had a powerful bond that no one could ever break. She wasn't dead. And she knew Beck was going to save her. She knew. He knew.
Now all he needed to know was where the hell Cat was.
Davison nodded. "Alright. Cane is about to go in." When Beck only nodded, he sighed. "We're trying everything we can to find your fiancée."
"I know and I really do appreciate it." Beck said, still watching Josh's unchangeable facial expression. "It's still rough for me right now. She's my whole world. Without her, what's the point of breathing?"
"I know how you feel." Davison said. "I would feel the same way if it was my wife."
Beck gulped. "I just…I just keep asking myself…why did this happen? I never thought that it could happen. Sure, she and I have been through hell these past few months, but regardless, this is too much."
Before Davison could give anymore advice and input, the door to the interrogation room opened and then slammed shut, with Cane standing there with a folder full of papers and a glare that could kill if it could towards Josh, who chuckled. "What the hell is so funny, Michaels?"
Josh shrugged. "I think this is hilarious if you think I'd kidnap Valentine."
Cane slammed the folder onto the metal table in front of Josh, causing the college student to jump a little. Beck smirked at that. "This isn't funny." Cane growled. "We have every right to suspect you."
"And why's that?" He mocked. "It's a crime to flirt with a girl now."
"You have harassed her in many different ways, including physically." Cane opened the folder. "We have many, many statements, speaking about how much you've forced yourself upon Miss Valentine. They all match up, so they must be true." He sat down across from Josh and looked through the folder. "The first time you met Valentine in your freshman year of college last year, you saw her and pulled on her bra strap."
Josh nodded. "Ah, yes, I remember that."
"You've randomly kissed her neck."
"Yup."
"You have pushed her against walls and cornered her."
"Sounds about right."
"You forced yourself on her at a house party."
"We were dancing."
"You drugged her drink."
"She shouldn't be taking drinks at parties."
Cane slammed his hands on the table and stood back up. "She's a whole foot shorter than you! She weighs 100 pounds less than you do! As I've been told over and over again, she's the sweetest little thing and you take advantage of that! Her boyfriend is protective and always on you for bothering Valentine, yet you still keep taunting the 19 year old redhead! What is wrong with your head? What made you this sick, perverted ass?"
"Did it ever accure to you that maybe I really do have feelings for Cat?" Josh said, a bit on the serious side.
Cane looked taken aback…so did Beck on the other side of the mirrored wall.
Josh leaned back in his seat. "The first moment I laid eyes on her, I thought she was the most beautiful woman I've ever seen in my life."
"So you really did have a crush on her?" Cane asked, trying to wrap his head around this.
"Yeah." Josh tried not to show his emotions, but it wasn't working well. "She had a boyfriend…so what? I could win her heart."
"You tried to win her heart by harassing her?" Cane scoffed. "You obviously don't know a thing."
"You may say I don't know a thing, but I don't care!" Josh snapped. "I know my feelings for her and they are something I have never felt before!"
Beck was pale. "Oh my god…"
"So you kidnapped her so you could finally have her all to yourself!" Cane shouted, trying to break Josh down.
"I didn't do it!"
"Who else has the damn motive to kidnap that sweet, innocent young lady? YOU ARE THE ONLY ONE!"
"This could've been by random!"
"All the evidence shows that her kidnapper not only knew her, but her boyfriend and best friend as well." Cane threw some papers in front of Josh. The 20 year old looked them over. "That is the last conversation Cat Valentine had on her cell phone before she was kidnapped. Miss West did NOT change her number…someone tricked Cat Valentine into going downstairs and they took her right off the street! Now tell me, Michaels, where were you last night?"
Josh gulped. "I was…at home."
"Can you get an alibi?"
"Why do I need one?" Josh snapped. "I didn't do this!"
"Andre Harris said that you, Cat, and himself had a conversation yesterday and Cat told you straight up that she was now engaged. You weren't happy about that. She was off limits forever and-"
"Beck Oliver doesn't deserve her!" Josh yelled.
"So you think you do?" Cane chuckled. "The way you've treated her, there would be no way you could ever be with her."
Josh clenched his fists. "Shut up."
"Face it, Joshy…Cat Valentine doesn't want you."
"Shut up."
"She never wanted you."
"Shut up…"
"And when we find her, she still won't want you!"
"SHUT UP!" Josh suddenly stood up.
"Sit down, Michaels!" Cane demanded. "Just give up and tell us where she is!"
"NO!"
"Yes! Let her come home and be with her family and friends, dammit!"
"NO! SHE'S MINE!" And then Josh fell against the wall, realizing what he just said.
Cane rubbed his lips together. "Where is she?"
Josh looked to him and glared. "You'll never find her."
"Josh, you just confessed to kidnapping her!" Cane snapped. "You're going to prison! You're done for! Just tell me where the hell Cat Valentine is! It's OVER!"
Josh suddenly chuckled. "If my life is over…if I'm going to be going to prison…then so be it." He looked up with cold eyes and an evil smirk. "Cat's life is over too. You'll never find her. I'll never tell you. She'll starve to death before you could even dream of locating her."
Suddenly the door slammed open and Beck walked in, tears streaming down his face. Davison walked in after him, about to grab him back, but Cane held up a hand to stop him and to let Beck talk. "Please!" Beck begged. "I'm begging you, Josh! PLEASE! Don't let her die! Don't do this! If you really care about her the way you just confessed you do, then let her live! If you really care about a person, you should want what's best for them! So let Cat come home! Let her come home, please!" Beck suddenly fell to his knees. "Please…please."
As expected, Josh started laughing heartlessly.
Beck closed his eyes.
"There's no way in hell will I ever tell you where she is, Oliver." Josh told him in a low tone. "You've lost this one. If I can't have her, no one will. You'll never see your precious fiancée again."
Beck bit his lip until it bled.
This couldn't be happening.
Josh was going to let Cat die.
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WHAT'S NEW ON TheSLAP?
Beck Oliver: So Josh just confessed to kidnapping Cat…but he won't tell us where she is. God, please help us. I need my fiancée home. Mood: Devastated
Jade West: Has been up all night with Vega and a bunch of people, organizing a bunch of flyers and shit for Cat…come home, Cat, please. Mood: Cry-ish
Tori Vega: I am so exhausted, but I don't care! I'm not stopping until we find my best friend! I believe she's still out there! COME ON, GUYS! DOUBLE TIME! Mood: Positive
Andre Harris: Has been with the search team out here in the woods since yesterday evening. I'm scared that if we find my Lil' Red here…oh god, I feel sick. Mood: Nauseous
Robbie Shapiro: Working with the police down here at the station. We're going to find that beautiful redhead if it's the last thing we do! Mood: Hopeful
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Cat kept struggling at her binds that were loosening. Rope could only handle so much wiggling. Cat was putting up one hell of a fight. She was hungry, cold, and weak, but she needed to escape. She needed to get to Beck before he was going to have a heart attack, unless he already had one. By now everyone probably knew she was missing and trying to find her. She wanted to know if they already caught Josh…maybe not. She didn't know. All she knew was that a few more strong tugs would get her free and she'd be attempting to break down that door and go straight into Beck's arms, screaming for him to never let her go.
"Come on." She groaned, as her feet were attempting to push herself up on the seat while her wrists were scraping and bleed against the rope, but they were loosening and that's what mattered. "Just…one…more…tug…OW!" She screamed as she was free, so much skin scraped off that caused her stinging pain. She fell to the ground in front of her, whimpering. She forced herself to stand up, putting all her weight on her shaky arms until she could stand up. Sure, she was having a rough time going up the steps to the point she was crawling and practically dragging herself, letting the dust and dirt of the room infect her bleeding injured wrists, but she needed to get out.
After she reached the door, out of breath, she forced herself back on her feet and leaned against the door, seeing it was a strong stone one. "Shit." She swore in her tiny voice as she kept pushing on the door with all her might. "Open, please." She squeaked out as tears began falling. No matter how much she tried and tried…nothing was going to open this door. Cat sobbed violently, collapsing against it and curling up. "HELP ME!" She screamed. "PLEASE!"
When all she heard was silence…she was officially desperate. "BECK!"
Preview For Chapter 19: We Found Her
He remembered his grandson was over the other day and said he wanted to store something in the basement for a while, so they let him.
"Ooh, that boy." The man growled. "What did he put in there that he had to lock it with wood?" He muttered, his breath showing. He eventually was able to get the door open with his keys and struggled through the snow to open it. When he saw a tiny body laying on the floor before him, limp and not looking like she was breathing, he panicked. "ELMA! ELMA! CALL THE SHERIFF!"
"WHY?" The woman yelled back.
"I FOUND THAT GIRL JOSHY KIDNAPPED!" The man yelled back, thanking God when the redhead stirred.
"BRING HER INSIDE!"
The man rolled his eyes. "Obviously." He grumbled as he turned the young woman over and then carried her in his arms with ease.
Random Fact about DA: I hate drinking water. If I have to, I will, but otherwise I despise it. So gross and plain. Anybody have a drink they hate?