Devils Daughters

Andy, Jesse, Ashley, and I all piled into a police van. None of us knew what to think. Then Jesse asked the dreaded question, “What happens now?”

The guard in passenger seat turned to face us, “Well you guys are going to go in and see if you recognize any of the suspects in the lineup. Then we take them into questioning and go from there. Even if you don’t recognize any of them. We have a few ideas and have one suspect in questioning right now because we have her fingerprints from your house.”

We nodded. I could tell Jesse was just as nervous as I was. We were both fidgety and couldn’t sit still. “Hey, it’s okay.” Andy said, resting his hand on my knee to try and calm me. I gave him a tight smile and nodded, still not able to sit still.

A million and one questions were running through my head. ‘What if they catch us? What if they already know and this is a set up? Why did I have to come up with this stupid plan? Why the hell am I so crazy? Why am I talking to myself?’

The ride to the station was pure agony for me. Andy tried to help calm me but I was far beyond his help, or anyone’s for that matter. As we got out of the van Jesse slapped me in the back of the head. I glared at her and she glared right back. I knew what she was trying to say, ‘Don’t blow this. Keep your cool.’ I took a deep breath and gathered myself as we entered the station.
I regained my composure as we followed the officer to the holding room. “Okay so none of them can see you. If you recognize any of them just point them out. Take your time there is no rush.” The officer told us. We nodded and turned to look in at the suspects.

There were 12 men lined up. I carefully inspected each of them but I didn’t recognize any of them. I shook my head and stepped back, Jesse did the same. Ashley and Andy stepped up next and started scanning the suspects. “That one, number 8. I saw him at the coffee shop. He was talking on the phone in the corner and left right before the gun went off.” Andy said.

The officer nodded and spoke into a mic. “Number 8 please step forward.” He clicked the mic off. “You sure?” The officer asked. Andy nodded and stepped back and put his arm around me.
“Okay then, if you would please follow me.” The officer said, leading us to another room. This time we saw a single girl being questioned. “Do you recognize her?” Andy, Jesse, and I all shook our heads. However Ashley went white.

“Ash?” Jesse asked, giving him a little shake.
“Yes.” He mumbled.
“You recognize her?” The cop asked.
Ashley nodded. “Yeah I uh, hooked up with her one night after a show. She wanted more and was not pleased when she woke up with a note and I was gone. She started blowing up my Twitter and Instagram. She even had my number and I had to change it. She was crazy.”
“So this is the one?” Andy asked. Ashley just nodded, still looking as white as a ghost.

“Okay Mr.Purdy we need to ask you a few questions about her and about that night.” Ashley just nodded and followed the officer while we were led to a waiting room. We all sat in silence as we waited. About 30 minutes later Ashley came out and they called Andy back. Jesse and Ashley talked in hushed tones while I waited for Andy to come back. His questioning didn’t take as long and within a few minutes we were on our way back to the hotel.

We were all pretty shaken up and none of us talked much. As we were being dropped off the officer handed us his card. “We will be in touch. We hope to have a confession before the day is over. We have substantial evidence against the girl. Her fingerprints are at the crime scene and we hope to have a search warrant for her place no later than tomorrow. In less than a week you guys should be back on tour.”

We thanked him and went back inside. I was exhausted. I grabbed a robe and locked myself in the bathroom. Andy had knocked on the door and tried to get in but I couldn’t hear him over the sound of the shower. I think he said he was going somewhere to do something but I just didn’t care at that moment.

I stripped down and let the hot water run down my body. Again contemplating the choice I had made. Was it worth it? What if they eventually found out? What if Andy got tired of me? What if he found out what an emotional wreck I really was?

As I asked each of these questions I turned up the water until it wouldn’t go any further. I could feel the heat burning me but I didn’t care. At lease with the pain I could punish myself for being so stupid and naïve. I hated myself for what I really was.

Andy was the last thing I remembered before everything went black.

Notes

Well that happened. o.O The question is, what will happen next? Will the suspects confess or not? What will the cops find at the girls house? What will happen with Ali?

I guess we will have to wait for mi lovely co-author to write so we can all find out xD

~Raz