This is an official transcript of the investigation between Officer Sean Anderson and our still unidentified subject who will be referred to as David as that is the only identifying information he has provided; the investigation is on the death of a still unidentified Jane Doe.
Officer Anderson: So, tell me why were you in Washington?
David: have you ever met a girl who no matter what she did you'd stay by her side forever and always; she can just smile at you, and it feels like she casts a spell forcing you to fall in love with her? Cause I did, we had met a month or two before she moved, well we had known each other through other friends but we hadn't talked. I don't know if I was naïve or if I just had these delusions of us running away together or whatever the fuck I was thinking but it was always about her. She hadn't left my mind the 2 years she had left, I hoped I hadn't left hers, but we'll never know. One day she called and said she was gonna hurt herself saying how she couldn't take it anymore; I had known what it's like for people to ignore warning signs like that. I told her not to do anything and I'll be over as soon as I could, later that night when everyone was sleeping, I left a letter on my bed, I can't remember what that letter said probably something making me sound like a hero cause in my head that's what I was, I was the hero of this weird ass fantasy. I packed some clothes and shit then got in my car and left, it was a 12-hour drive to get to her and when I did, she was already packed up and told me to drive, I tried questioning her and asking what was going on but she just told me to drive, I heard a car start after she said that and so we gunned it. I didn't know what was going on but as long as she was with me, I could do anything. We ended in Washington when we decided to find a place to stay, I don't even know how we ended up there, but we did I don't know what direction we were going I just saw a sign that said where we were. You know what's fucked up? How I could buy a plane ticket to go wherever I want to but if I wanna rent an apartment or stay at a hotel I have to be 18, that's fucked up.
Officer Anderson: David, please stick to the story.
David: Sorry sorry, anyways we had to sleep in the car until we could find somewhere to stay. Eventually, I talked to one of my cousins who was old enough to book us a hotel and asked him to book us one no questions asked, offering to pay him the amount it cost plus half. Those might have been the most restful nights of sleep I've ever gotten. Some nights I would fear she would do something. She wasn't getting better, but she wasn't getting worse, still quiet, about everything. Well, I thought that's why I would stay awake and just watch her, she was so peaceful I would eventually fall asleep.
Officer Anderson: What about your parents?
David: What about them?
Officer Anderson: Were you two not scared your parents would find you?
David: I mean sure sometimes they would call us…. Me it was only my parents that tried to contact me, but I didn't talk to them I was terrified they would be able to track our location.
Officer Anderson: Did you not miss your parents?
David: of course, I did but I was worried that if we ever went back, they would send her back to her family.
Officer Anderson: How did you manage to pay for everything?
David: Well, I was a pretty good saver, and eventually we both found jobs.
Officer Anderson: When did you guys find jobs?
David: By the time we were 17 we both had jobs and were constantly driving around to make sure nobody could figure out where we were.
Officer Anderson: What about before then? Surely after all that driving you couldn't still have a lot of money.
David: Sometimes money was tight, and we'd have to focus on either paying for gas or a place to stay that night.
Officer Anderson: How'd you get food?
David: What the fuck do you want me to say? Yeah, sometimes she'd shoplift. I hated it and tried to get her to stop but it did give us food.
Officer Anderson: So, what happened after you got jobs?
David: Everything was fine, great even for a while. The only problem was she smoked, not around me but she did you could smell it when she would get to the back to our hotel room, or just in the car. I never brought it up, but maybe she could sense I knew what was going on. She would just look at me with that smile, and nothing mattered anymore. When we made enough money, we had my cousin rent an apartment which made life a lot easier, just because we knew exactly what we were gonna get each day. By the time we both hit 18 we thought our lives would be so much easier. We didn't have to deal with our parents or anything like that, for once in our lives we were truly free. And we celebrated that the only way we knew how, we drove, for a while. One of the nights we were driving it snowed really hard; I didn't think it snowed In Washington but that just shows how mature we really were. She wanted to go home but I convinced her I was a good enough driver, and we could and should keep going. So, we did, I drove, and it was fine. I truly believed I was a good driver… then we or I saw a flashing light... I don't know how long I was out but when I woke up, I could feel her on me, I couldn't see anything because of the blood. I was in so much pain I just cried and held her. When the blood got washed away from the tears, I looked at her and saw the lifeless look in her eyes the lack of breathing. I almost threw up then and there. So, I got out of the car and ran. I just kept running until I passed out due to exhaustion and now, I'm here.
Officer Anderson: Did you not see the truck driver.
David: what do you mean?
Officer Anderson: The driver was a semi-truck called the cops and said he hit you, he found you passed out half a mile away.
David: fuck I just thought the light I saw was snow and we had spun out or some shit. I might have heard yelling from the driver I was so high on my own adrenaline that I couldn't care less about what was going on around me other than for the first time in my life I was truly alone. I hated it, the one person I wanted in my life was gone and it was my fault. We were at the age when we finally had our freedom. Know that, that I was the one who in the end took her freedom from her hit like a bullet and that's when I passed out.
Officer Anderson: You don't seem to be reacting to this whole situation.
David: what is there to react to? I can't just cry to myself and say everything's gonna be alright, cause it's not. I'll probably need therapy the rest of my life and all I have is you. I drove to her, to help her, but I think I needed more help and just needed to get away from a gun ridden household where nobody cared about how I really was. For my safety I had to leave, she just gave me an excuse. I was able to act like I was put together, but I was so fucked the only person I actually had was her.
Officer Anderson: Are you going to hurt yourself if you go home?
David: Fuck no! I always just assumed based on what people say to me about suicide that it's the easy way out. I'm not a fucking quitter, for her I have to be tough. I'll probably go home to my real home and try to get over everything that happened, I can't drive a car but let's hope my family hasn't forgotten about me yet.
Officer Anderson: what was her name?
David: you know some things are best left unknown. All I really know is I love her.
David refused to talk after this. David was released, after being deemed innocent of the kidnapping, and death of this Jane doe. Due to the lack of knowledge for these John and Jane doe's no more information in available besides this interview, the car wreck, and her.