Another day of sitting in small room with no windows but a table with two chairs across from each other and a table in between them. Across from me sat the detective who was interviewing me for my crime. He took out a picture and slid it across the table at me. "Is this Katherine? We recovered her body in the lake outside of Los Angeles, a nearby hiker found her and called us. Did you kill Katherine? Is this the girl you've been talking about?" The detective said as he got up and circled me. My eyes filled with tears. "I didn't kill Katherine! She was my whole world. Do you know the cause of death?" I asked as I sniffled. " strangulation, it looks like she was sexually assaulted too, her purse was missing from the scene. Do you know anything about her death Mr.Styles?" The cop growled. "No! I don't. I didn't even know she's dead, plus it couldn't have been me! I'm locked up in this hell hole." I said as I light a smoke. "Good point. You're not as stupid and naive as I thought." The cops said surprised as he snickered. "So is this Katherine?" He asked. "Yes." I said nodding. "Did Katherine have any enemies?" The detective asked. "Not that she knew of." I said as I blew some smoke out. "Are you gonna keep pushing me about her death or do you want to hear more of my story for a crime I actually did commit?" I asked. "There's just one more question, you were the last person to see her alive before you got arrested. How do we know you're not lying? I mean you have the motive, she tries to run away and you loose your temper and kill her by strangling her." The cop said. "No.. No! You're wrong! I would've never killed or hurt Katherine because I loved her." I cried. "Now back to my story." I said as I folded my arms. Katherine wasn't the worst captive ever, actually we became friends very quickly, mostly because I was the only person she knew for miles. She tried to run once but she lost her breathe halfway across the yard and dropped to the ground, I picked her up over my shoulder and carried her back into the basement. That's the only thing I've ever done anything physical to Katherine besides the frying pan incident, which was physical harm. I never did anything like that again as long as I was on the run. "Five months until your execution, are you nervous?" The detective asked. "Of course I'm f**king nervous, anybody who was about to be lethally injected to death would be nervous!" I said in a yelling tone but it was more soft then loud. "So you regret your mistakes?" The detective asked. "Yeah I do and If I could go back in time and change it all I would but I can't. I'm gonna die and there's no way to stop that." I said as I sighed. "I'm the worst excuse for a human there is. I'm a lowlife psychopath who fell in love while running from the cops." I said as I drilled my cigarette butt in the ash tray. "If the judge could drop the death sentence and grant you life in prison would you take his offer?" He asked me. "Yes I would take that choice faster than you could say the word extravaganza 16 times slowly." I admitted. "That's a lot of times." The detective joked with a smile. "Heck if I could beg on my hands and knees for a do over at life I would do it, if it meant being able to love Katherine and not having to loose her." I said shedding a tear. "Some people think you're just a disturbed young man who made the wrong choice." The detective said as looked up from his notepad. "Yeah they're right I am just that. But should I die for that? Im only 19. I have my whole life ahead of me.. I'll never see the love of my life again." I sobbed. "Enjoy the rest of your five months and try not to get beat up or end up back in solitary confidement for trying to kill somebody else." The detective said. "It was a nice place and he tried to kill me first." I said as the warden cuffed me again. "Can I at least have a photo of Katherine to hang on my bed frame?" I asked the detective. "Umm, yeah sure here." He said as he took a nice one out of his pocket and gave it to me. "Thanks." I said with a small smile. "No problem. I'll see you tomorrow." He said as he walked out of the room and I was escorted back to my cell. I got down on my knees and laid on the ground as I began doing sit up and Every time I looked at the wall I saw her. I promised I would change for her. In her honor. And I was gonna keep that promise even after I die. I was gonna get to see her once again. In heaven if I'm accepted there. Hopefully I am accepted there.