Larry Shorts

A Killer in the Family

"Louis please talk to me."

"Harry what am I supposed to say? You murdered him." Louis sighed laying flat beside him on the bed, staring at the ceiling.

"I didn't kill him. Louis I swear I didn't."

"You expect me to believe that?" Louis huffed, rolling onto his side facing away from the larger man beside him. Staring out the window instead.

"Louis I told you I-"

"Dammit Harry! He was my best friend!" Louis shouted, "I know how you felt about him. Always jealous, always whining about how he got more attention than you. You know you always mattered more."

"Doesn't feel like it sometimes." Harry muttered.

"Clearly. Why else would you kill him?"

"For the last fucking time! I didn't!!" Harry's voice was low, almost a growl, but with a hint of annoyance, which set Louis off even more.

"You were the last person seen with him Harry!" Louis shouted back, getting off the bed and storming over to his desk where he kept his cigarettes, flipping out his lighter and lighting it up.

"And?"

"You're not even taking this seriously. Fuck you." Louis said angrily.

"Louis there's no evidence that I killed him!"

"I just know you did." Louis said, cigarette casually dangling in his mouth as he gazed at the window.

"He's a damn homing pigeon Louis! They leave and come back as they please!" Harry sighed, exasperated.

"He's never left for this long-" Louis stopped mid sentence though when a gray bird smacked itself against the window. "KEVIN!!!!"

Harry rolled his eyes, "you're so dramatic."

I dunno what this even is but yeah