chapter 8

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"So my dad went on this trip and asked my neighbour also my bestfriend's dad to come check on me and when he came to my house, he and I uh had sex." I stopped looking guilty but when I looked at him he was trying to hold in a laughter.

"Don't laugh at me!" I said and he laughed.

I rolled my eyes and continued.

"He had a heart attack and when I was measuring his pulse, there wasn't any so I assumed he was dead. Today I was getting ready to get rid of him and well let's just say he was in a coma and he could see and here but half his body wasn't operating so he threatened to tell everyone what had happened so I did what I had to. I killed him."

"Okay wow. Leave it to you to have some drama in murdering a guy."

"What do I do?"

"Well for starters I say we get rid of this body. Where is it?"

"In a secret closet in my room." I say.

"Okay then let's go."

He rushed to his room and came back in a black shirt and we walked to my car.

We got to my house and I opened the door and led him to my room.

Just as I opened my bedroom door I was startled to see Brent there on my bed.

Oh my God. What was he doing here?

"Brent!" I exclaimed. "What are you doing here?"

He got up and looked past me to the man behind me. "Who's this?" He asked.

"This is my friend uh-" I was cut off by Adrian.

"Gary. Gary Holmes." I turned and tried so hard not to laugh.

"How do you know him and why is he here?" Brent asked.

"We met at a cafe in town and he actually works at Maclarens."

Maclarens was the fashion company I was dying to get into.

"Can I speak to you alone?" He asks.

I nodd and we head into the bathroom. I notice some blood on the sink must have been from earlier and I hurry and turn him so I'm facing the room and he's facing me.

"You've been avoiding me what's up?"

"I was just busy."

"Yeah with Gary. What kind of name is Gary anyway?" I pressed my lips trying not to laugh.

"Do you have a reason as to why you're here?" I ask.

"To see you. To see my girlfriend." he yelled at me.

"I have things to do right now."

"You always have things to do. You're such a self centered bitch." He yelled.

"Oh shut up you're too clingy always "I missed you and oh I want time". Give me a damn break."

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