Breathless
Chapter 3
We sit outside of Officer
Sanchez's office at the station.
I could tell Damon was uncomfortable
by the way he stared at the ground and held my hand
tight.
Neither of us had any idea how this
would turn out. Would Damon go to jail? Would he go to court?
Maybe the man was rescued, and hadn't died like Damon
thinks.
Fantasies rushed through my head,
each one completely different. In one, Officer Sanchez would
immediately arrest him and hold him. In another, he would only
let him off with a warning. And yet another, Officer Sanchez
would scream and yell and blame Damon for the death of an
innocent man. Many more scenarios flashed through my mind. Some
better, most worse.
As we waited, I could see that Damon
was getting more and more anxious. Perhaps he was thinking that
the worst case scenario was going to happen, and I couldn't
blame him. I also couldn't help thinking the
same.
When the policeman opened the door,
he smiled and waved us in.
As soon as Damon saw him, he
freaked. Sanchez didn't seem
to notice.
Damon and I sat in the two chairs
that were facing Sanchez, who sat on the other side of a desk.
The desk was cluttered with stacks and stacks of papers, and
Sanchez seemed extremely stressed.
"So, what seems to be the
problem?" The officer sighed as he folded his hands on a
messy stack in front of him.
I looked over at Damon, who had
clutched my hand tighter, and waited for him to tell the
story.
I thought he was mentally
preparing, but instead he stood up hastily and spoke in a shaky
voice, "You seem awfully busy, sir, so we won't bother
you." He then bolted from the room, tugging me
along.
"What the hell are you doing?
You need to come clean!" I yelled as we stepped onto the
road after exiting the station.
"I can't, Annabel, I
can't. I don't want to go to jail. I have the
rest of my life to think about. I can't ruin it by getting
locked up!" His sudden lapse of fear made me
angry.
"Your life? What about
the guy you shot? You're being a coward and being
selfish! You may have ruined a man's life or cut it short,
and all you care about is what might happen to
you?" I screamed.
I realized I may have just told
everyone about his secret, and I quickly looked around. However,
there was no one there to hear us. This was something he needed
to tell someone himself. Like, now.
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Basketballer100 · 1 decade ago
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