Part 24 - "How Sweet."

                                    

                                          
NATHAN'S P.O.V
                          
I glanced around the room and sighed heavily as tears came into my eyes.
                          
Here I was, in a dark grey room, which was depressing as hell.
                          
I took a seat and looked up as I watched two tall guys walk in, wearing suits.
                          
I watched them carefully as they took a seat opposite me, with one of them pressing a button on a recorder a few seconds later.
                          
I had seen this on TV, on things like Eastenders and CrimeWatch, I didn't think anything like this would ever happen to me.
                          
"Can you tell us how everything with Miss Woods started?" One of the police officers said, as I glanced at his badge, noticing it said 'Detective Sampson.'
                          
I sighed and leant back in the hard plastic chair, I might as well try and get comfy, it looked like I was going to be here for a while.
                          
The mention of Beth's name made me want to burst into tears. It was breaking my heart, the thought that I would never see her again.
                          
"What do you mean 'how it happened?'. We fell in love." I mumbled, looking down at my hands.
                          
"We know that, but obviously, something happened that made you 'fall in love' as you put it." Detective Sampson said.
                          
I sighed, and sat up, leaning my elbows against the cold metal table.
                          
"She started acting really strange around me, like being quiet, so I just thought that something was bothering with her, but I left it at first." I began.
                          
"I didn't get close to her, nothing like that happened but I saw her at a club a few days later and some guy was putting his hands all over her and I knew she hated it." I mumbled, as I clenched my fists under the table.
                          
The thought of that guy feeling her up, that one image in my head made my blood boil.
                          
"So, what happened? You just slept with her then?" the other officer said, finally speaking for the first time.
                          
"No." I frowned.
                          
"Nothing like that happened yet, I took her back to mine because she begged me not to take her home."
                          
"Why was that? Shouldn't you have taken her home, and done the right thing?" Detective Sampson asked.
                          
I sighed and nodded.
                          
"I didn't think of that then, did I? So, I took her back to mine and we fell asleep in each others arms." I muttered, wiping my eyes as tears fell.
                          
This was harder than I thought it would be.
                          
"Then?" Sampson asked.
                          
"Then, I woke up and saw her just looking at me, looking into my eyes and they shone. She was so beautiful, and I felt something in my heart just go mental and that's when I knew that I wanted her to be mine." I admitted as tear continued to fall.
                          
Both of the detectives sighed in unison as I carried on talking. They could judge me all they wanted, but I was in love and they wanted the story.
                          
"I kissed her once before she left because I didn't know if I would ever get the chance to do it again. She left, and the Monday after I warned her to stay away from me because I would lose my job and end up in a place like this." I said, scanning my eyes around the depressingly dark room again.
                          
"But obviously, you didn't stay away from her." Detective Sampson pointed out.
                          
Well duh.
                          
"I wanted to be with her, and I couldn't help it. Whenever I tried to stay away from her, it just got harder and harder so I gave up. I kissed her again when I was meant to be teaching her Music, because I wanted her to be mine and I knew that if I stayed away from her, it would send me mental."
                          
I looked up at the detectives, for the first time in what felt like ages.
                          
They had worried expressions on their faces.
                          
"We kept it a secret, we slept together once and I didn't force her into doing it. She told me she wanted to feel loved because I saw all the marks and bruises over her body from where her mothers partner had hit her. I didn't push her into anything that she didn't want to do, and once we had slept together, I realised what I'd done and how stupid I was, but I still loved her."
                          
"To be honest Nathan, whether Beth wanted to feel loved or not, it still wasn't right to sleep with her was it?" Detective Sampson asked.
                          
I shook my head, though I know he knew the answer.
                          
"We went on the school trip, and I told her it was best if we kept some distance while we were there." I started again.
                          
"Where did that go wrong then?" the no longer, silent detective asked.
                          
"Well I wanted to see her because I missed her." I mumbled.
                          
"How sweet." Detective Sampson said sarcastically, followed by him rolling his eyes.
                          
"And I made the stupid mistake of kissing her and obviously Tom had been watching us, then he pulled me up about it and that is what got me in this awful place. I've been questioned about being in love." I sighed as a tear travelled down my cheek.
                          
I wiped it away quickly, as the silent detective gave me a sympathetic look, whereas Detective Sampson looked un-amused.
                          
I watched as Sampson pressed the same red button again, stopping the recorder.
                          
I sighed in relief, more than anything. I was just happy that it was over.
                          
I stood up as the detectives did and I instantly felt dizzy.
                          
My knees turned weak as I followed them out of the room and my heart instantly stopped.
                          
Beth.
                          
She was here.
                          
Fair enough, there was a collection of white metal bars separating us, but she was here. I didn't care about anything else.
                          
"Nathan!" She screamed as she ran towards the bars. I was stuck to the floor. My feet refused to move closer to her, no matter how much I wanted them to.
                          
"Beth, stay away from him!" her mum shouted as she followed her.
                          
I walked up to the bars, ignoring both detectives telling me to stay away.
                          
"Don't do this Beth. You're making things worse." I sighed as I put my hand through the bars to stroke her hair.
                          
"It can't get any fucking worse!" She screamed, as tears began to pour from her eyes.
                          
The sight of her crying broke my heart, and it was all my fault
                          
"Just forget anything between me and you happened." I mumbled quietly as I moved my hand down to her cheek.
                          
"How do you expect me to do that?! I love you Nathan." Beth continued to cry as she placed her hand on top of mine.
                          
She intertwined our fingers and kissed the palm of my hand gently.
                          
"I know you do." I sighed.
                          
What I was about to say was tearing me apart, and it was about to do the same to Beth.
                          
"But I don't love you."
                          
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