The Killer (s)

Chapter 1: Sunday Evening

*It's my first story so maybe there are many spelling errors. But thanks to all readers who read this story. May God bless ya.*

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I know it's hard to deal with a bunch of reporters out there when they knew Alex Kit died after he didn't come to filming set for two days ago. For y'all information, he was a model. He had height of 189cm. Many reporters asked why Alex died at a very young age.

Get killed in the filming set.

But there was something they didn't told me yet. I still don't know what's the truth they hidden from me. But to ask them about it, I simply won't ask because I don't want to hurt their feelings.

Actually my late parents were already made an appointment about our wedding one year ago. Not gonna lie I am so excited for that. We've been dated for almost 6 years since we met at Ramsay Healthcare UK when he took his little brother who was having a problem with heart. Asthma, maybe. He's 25 at that time and I'm 24. When we decided to meet my parents, he was so happy. My parents accepted him to be my fiancé. And so his parents did.

Days by days. Everything became a history to us. But I never, never, never knew he'll die at a such very young age.

The fucking problem is, he dies when miracle happens. It was his birthday.

He died by next week on Sunday his birthday came along. We planned everything. We already booked a luxury hotel room in The Connaught Hotel, London. But he ... he already gone. Everything became a bullshit to me right now. Detective Aquilla came to Alex's house to questioned everything. I was there. Mrs. Lyne asked me to stay there. Be her entertainer. I hold her shoulder when she answered the questions Detective Aquilla asked.

I've been there for 4 days. I checked Alex's room.

Nothing suspicious except the watch Alex never let me see in perspective. The watch Alex cared so much. Everytime I asked about the person who gave him, he denied it. He told me he bought it himself. I don't believe it. It must be someone special. I can tell that because I already asked Mrs. Lyne and Mr. Kit.

They said there was a woman who visited their house and informed them she wanted to meet Alex.

The thing is, they didn't recognize her. Mrs. Lyne just told me the woman wore the same watch as Alex wore. Kinda suspicious because one of my best friends wore the same watch too.

The Forensics Toxicology confirmed Alex's death because of overdose. They found a lots of Ecstasy pills scattered on the floor. The effects of Ecstasy may start to be felt within 20 minutes to one hour after a pill has been taken, and may last for 6 hours. It can cause high blood pressure, rapid heart rate, seizures, etc. So they made a conclusion that Alex got high at filming set and someone who had envying him for so long had a chance killed him. But I believe that's not the cause of Alex's death.

After 7 hours stayed at Alex's house, I decided to go home to check on my Nana.

Yeah, she is my favourite person in my life. She is my grandmother. She's the one who took care of me and my little brother after my parents died at one tragic accident in road when they're saving someone's life but turns out, they were the one who got hit by oil truck. It happened one year ago. We lived in a small old house in London, England. I bought it.

Actually Mrs. Lyne offered us to stay with them but I rejected it as I knew I could take care of my grandmother and Ash's daily needs with my enough salary being an English teacher at London High School, England.

When I arrived at my house, I saw Wiwi, my buddy standing in front of the fence.

"Hey, I'm so sorry for your loss. Are you alright? Have you eaten?? Were they already buried the body?", Rowena Stella or by her nickname Wiwi hugged me tightly.

I shook my head weakly. "The Forensics Toxicology still wanted to do some research in his body. So maybe in two or three weeks."

Wiwi untied me and then looked at me. Confused. "I came here because I'm worried about you. Mrs. May said you're going somewhere for 4 days. so I just said to her I will come back and here I am. By the way, I just arrived. No one's home, maybe?" I froze. "I'm sorry, what? You just arrived? I thought you saw me and walked out to see me. How could-"

Wiwi amused. "Go check on your lil bro and Nana. Maybe they're going to supermarket to buy groceries ...?"

I lost my words. Wiwi looked at me worriedly. "What? What happened?" I quickly opened the fence and ran into my home.

Wiwi followed me. And I knew what happened to them.

They took them as well from me. I sat on a brokenbutstillworking couch next to broken window. I cried, yes, definitely. Y'all wanted to know who are 'they', right?

Well, 'they' were ... My stepparents. Lived in Dublin, Ireland. Not gonna lie too, they cursed to my face when I said I can take care of Nana and Ash. Surely, Mrs. Ffion said if something happens to Nana nor Ash, they definitely willing to take them away from me. Leaving me alone. "Look what happened, all messed up. Messed as a fuck. They took 'em." I slapped the brokenbutstillworking couch to stand on.

Suddenly I got a phone call from unknown number. Even though I knew who was it. I answered the call after 40 minutes. It's loudly but I don't have the intention to mute it down.

"Who the fuck are you to not answering my calls?" The voice from another country cursing me like legitimately ugh. It's Mrs. Ffion. "Oh I'm sorry I was in bathroom washing some VEGETABLES I TOOK FROM DINNER TABLE."

I know Wiwi seems awkward to me having a maniac conversation with the holy witch that had ever existed.

"Uhm, I'll go to take a fresh air. Good luck." Then she passed me. I'm stressed these days. With Alex's death, Mrs. Ffion took my beloved ones, I haven't eat since yesterday. I only had sandwiches and a glass of hot water from Miss Harley, one of friendly teachers I known. Actually, I didn't go to school. I just reported to headmaster I have a bunch of problems. So yeah, he gave me a week to settle down the prob which is actually I need more than that but I'll just have to be grateful.

"Don't you lie to me, kid. You were sitting in there while staring at my calls that appeared on your phone and took a long time to answer-"

I giggled like an evil. "Straight to the point, Aunt. Why y'all took them away? I said I can take care of them!" I'm mad. Yeah.

"Oof, are you saying I'm not? Technically, you weren't took care of them. You were leaving them like a trash behind your old stinky house! I checked them and they were starving. How dare you saying that you're taking care of them when you too having a problem not taking care of yourself??" I surprised.

"Woah. Should I- should I start with ... clapping my hands now? Wow I can't believe you've grown up, Aunt. I thought your fricking age not determined your conclusion." I cursed her once spicy. I heard from there Nana asking for a cup of tea but Mrs. Ffion forbid it 'nicely'. "Hey, what the hell are you trying to do with Nana???? Let them go! Where's Ash?"

______---------______--------_____ "Hey! Aunt Ffion!" ____-------___-------_-___--------- this call has ended up. "Ah? The fuck ...? AARGHHHHHHH!!!!! DAMN! FUCKING DAMN!!" I realized I'm having a depression right now. When I was about to slammed my phone to the floor, suddenly it starts ringing. "Huh? ... Yeah, who's this? Don't say this is damn Uncle Sam. Aunt, this is not fucking joke to me. Do I-"

5 minutes passed, then I realized I made a big mistake.

"Done? Okay, this is Detective Aquilla. I got your number from Mrs. Lyne. Tomorrow at Ace Café London. 10 am. Be there. It's urgent." At that time, I was looking outside the window checking if Wiwi still there or already gone to somewhere else. But she was still there ...

And I saw something melting from Wiwi's bag. It was blood. Someone's blood.