Flynn's life was boring. He have no someone in his life. He only cares about feeding his dog. Until he met Assha. He felt the things he had never felt before. Not until Mrs. Westly the landlord of his apartment found dead, and not just one...he also...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
𝚇. 𝙲𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚝𝚑 ---------
"I...w-was about to fed him w-when I saw him here..." Assha was crying hard while her hands were tremblings.
I knelt down and held Mikey's head. My tears began to shed. My body wants to give up from the pain I've felt right now.
"What t-they have done to you...b-buddy." I sobbed as I slowly closed his eyes with my trembling hand.
My hands are covered in blood. And I couldn't do anything but to stare at my poor dog laying on the floor.
Anger filled my emotions.
And the only thing I could think right now, is who the hell can possibly do this to him.
"Did you see s-someone come h-here..." I tried to put back myself together. Anger was eating my whole body.
She was sobbing while answering me. "I d-don't know...I didn't notice because I was busy cooking. I-I'm sorry..." She whimpered.
I slowly shook my head. "No...it's not your fault." I comforted her.
"I will find w-who the fuck did this."
--------
Days later, I've noticed that Assha was gradually changing.
There's a one time I saw her smoking for the first time.
"Since when did learn to smoke?" I asked her because I've never seen her smoking before.
She raised her eyebrows with disbelief. "Did I mention to you before that I smoke?"
I shook my head. "I don't remember you mention anything about that thing."
She nodded and thrown her cigarettes away. "I'm sorry, I didn't say. I'm tired, so I thought smoking would relief me somehow. Don't worry, I'll try to quit." And then she just kissed my cheek and walked away.
She has changed since the day Mikey died. Our relationship has been affected to what had just happened. I tried to act normal day by day, but it's hard.
Maybe it's because she hasn't been able to get over about what happened to Mikey yet. Her mood always shifting as if everything makes her feel worst.
Me neither.
Up until now, the pain were still fresh to me. There's no Mikey who will welcome me to come home. There's no Mikey that I have to fed everyday. Everywhere I see Mikey. I wish I could revenge him. I wish I could killed that person the way Mikey's was being killed.
Up until now, we were investigating who's behind of all this happening.
My buddy was no longer with me anymore.
I spent my entire life with him.
And now, I have to get used to not having his presence with me.
My mind were stucked to what have happened.
Even the dead body of Mrs. Westly were still appearing in me head.
--------
IT'S ALREADY eight in the morning when I received a phone call from our station.
