The heavy metal door opened and then slowly closed. "Hey dad-" a familiar voice said, then whispered, "who's she?"

"Stiles," the officer started and my head shot up, I knew he was familiar looking! The sheriff is Stiles' dad!

Stiles is this guy that goes to my school, he's one grade above of me, Junior . "You can't know all these things, I've already told you too much of everything already." His dad explained.

"Dad, c'mon." Stiles begged.

The sheriff sighed and glanced at me, then he slowly slid my file over to Stiles. "I have to go to the washroom, don't do anything stupid, Stiles."

"Dad, c'mon, you know I won't." He convinced his dad, the sheriff gave him a look then left. Stiles grabbed a chair then placed it across from me, just outside the bars that kept me hostage.

"Let's see here... Hmh... Hmh..." He looked at my file. "You go to my school!? I knew I've seen you somewhere!" Stiles exclaimed then looked at me.

I giggled, "yeah, I do."

His eyes widened, "it speaks!" He joked.

I laughed, "yup. Now I am going to eat you." I said in a serious-joke way.

Stiles laughed, exposing dimples that made me blush, "Destiny, Humph?" He glanced at my file again. I nodded as he continued, "says here you're a suspect... Possible witness/victim/criminal in that big shooting/drug exchange thing a few days ago." He looked at me.

"Yup... But I was only a witness, I was part of one of the gangs, sort of like an intern, I had to be there for it... It's part of my initiation. I didn't see much, but I DID see the drugs being exchanged... I guess there wasn't enough money or it was a set-up from the other gang but once I heard gun shots I ran away from there, I didn't get too far until I saw a small ledge. I hopped over it, expecting to fall on the same pavement but instead there was a creek. I fell in and drowned... Until the next day when someone found me. Then I ended up here," I told him everything... I didn't talk to the police but something in me just snapped and I let it all out.

"Stiles- STILES! What are you doing!?" His dad, who just walked in, yelled.

Stiles jumped up, the chair he was sitting on flipped over and all the files landed, scattered, on the floor. "Oops..."

"STILES! GET OUT!"

"But-"

"NO, GET OUT RIGHT NOW!"

"DAD! Listen to me! She told me everything..." Stiles let out and the sheriff glanced at me before saying,

"What did she tell you?" His dad asked and Stiles repeated everything I told him. "Thank you, son. Now leave." The sheriff commanded.

"But dad-"

"Get out!" He yelled and shoved Stiles out the door. "So how come you talk to my son and not me?" The sheriff raised an eyebrow and stood up against the metal bars a few feet in front of me.

I looked up at him with sealed lips and slightly grinned. "Oh, I see how it is." The sheriff said in an annoyed tone. I only kept smiling a teasing grin, "fine." He gave up and walked out, I laughed and the door opened just a crack,

"Psst! PSST!" I heard and looked over, letting out a giggle when I saw Stiles. "Can I ask you something?"

"Sure."

"Why do you talk to me and not anybody else?" He asked.

I shrugged, "I dunno."

Stiles raised an eyebrow but then cocked his head to the right, "shit. I'll be back tomorrow, Seeya!" He said then ran off, letting the door slam behind him.