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“I take it this isn’t your neck of the woods? ”, said Detective Frank as he lead Peyton into the small interrogation room.
Peyton’s eyes scanned the room; pastel-blue walls, crackled cement flooring, a round table, one plastic chair and florescent lighting. Peyton subtlety smirked after noticing its astonishing resemblance to the Law & Order interrogation room.
“Please, make yourself comfy”. Detective Frank motioned Peyton over to sit in the plastic chair. Peyton perceived Detective Frank’s hand motioning to be slightly intimidating, but still friendly and collegial.
Peyton took off his red beanie, adjusted a button on his white shirt, ironed-out his black skinny jeans and proceeded to sit down.
“You clean up nicer than most for …show more content…
After Peyton miraculously made his way up to the second floor of the house, his eyes were drawn to a room with the door-cracked open. Peyton slowly approached the room, thoughts racing wild in his …show more content…
He thought.
Peyton entered the room to find Alexa lying on a bed, naked, drained from her terrible actions. She was lying on her stomach, face turned to the door. Peyton’s eyes found hers, and he noticed something different now. Peyton hardly recognized the eyes staring back at him; a once delicate beautiful look now appeared as cold and dark as winter. A terrible, angry heartache overwhelmed Peyton, forcing him to escape the scent of betrayal exhausting the room.
“Wait Peyton! It’s not what it looks like,” she said. “I love you. You belong here, with me”.
Shocked at the sound of her voice, Peyton whirled around without any attempt to stay calm.
“You have to be fucking kidding me Alexa, you know I can’t stay with you after what you’ve done.” Peyton fired back at her, anger boiling in his veins.
“You know you can,” she replied, staring up at Peyton, her voice barely a whisper.
Don’t give in Peyton to her lies, he thought. Peyton proceeded to walk away from her, not allowing him to be persuaded by her manipulative words.
“You’ll regret leaving me. I mean hell Peyton; this is your fault in the first place. You never seem to give me any attention,” Alexa
“I take it this isn’t your neck of the woods? ”, said Detective Frank as he lead Peyton into the small interrogation room.
Peyton’s eyes scanned the room; pastel-blue walls, crackled cement flooring, a round table, one plastic chair and florescent lighting. Peyton subtlety smirked after noticing its astonishing resemblance to the Law & Order interrogation room.
“Please, make yourself comfy”. Detective Frank motioned Peyton over to sit in the plastic chair. Peyton perceived Detective Frank’s hand motioning to be slightly intimidating, but still friendly and collegial.
Peyton took off his red beanie, adjusted a button on his white shirt, ironed-out his black skinny jeans and proceeded to sit down.
“You clean up nicer than most for …show more content…
After Peyton miraculously made his way up to the second floor of the house, his eyes were drawn to a room with the door-cracked open. Peyton slowly approached the room, thoughts racing wild in his …show more content…
He thought.
Peyton entered the room to find Alexa lying on a bed, naked, drained from her terrible actions. She was lying on her stomach, face turned to the door. Peyton’s eyes found hers, and he noticed something different now. Peyton hardly recognized the eyes staring back at him; a once delicate beautiful look now appeared as cold and dark as winter. A terrible, angry heartache overwhelmed Peyton, forcing him to escape the scent of betrayal exhausting the room.
“Wait Peyton! It’s not what it looks like,” she said. “I love you. You belong here, with me”.
Shocked at the sound of her voice, Peyton whirled around without any attempt to stay calm.
“You have to be fucking kidding me Alexa, you know I can’t stay with you after what you’ve done.” Peyton fired back at her, anger boiling in his veins.
“You know you can,” she replied, staring up at Peyton, her voice barely a whisper.
Don’t give in Peyton to her lies, he thought. Peyton proceeded to walk away from her, not allowing him to be persuaded by her manipulative words.
“You’ll regret leaving me. I mean hell Peyton; this is your fault in the first place. You never seem to give me any attention,” Alexa