Heartbeat

03. Peekaboo

03
Peekaboo

Grandma's house
June 2nd, 2022
7:36 p.m

I immediately fled Lee's house after Abigail's
'incident'. I've been living with my grandma for about two weeks now. Been trying to stay under the radar. The last time something like this happened, I nearly got caught. I've applied to the police force in the meantime, only trying to get sources from the inside. I haven't been able to sleep. After dinner, I sit in the lounge room and turn on any channel I can find. Anything to distract me from the things I hear in my head. I shake my leg until it physically feels like the flesh is sliding off my bones. I hear my laptop chime while the sound echoes through my hollow head. I see I have a new email from the police department.

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To: Y/N
Subject: Police Force Job Position

Dear Y/N,
We've looked over your application to join the police force and have deemed you unfit for the position.
Due to your past criminal history, we have no choice but to REJECT your request.

Please call if you have any inquiries about this decision. I'm sure you already have my number.

Apologies, Detective Lee White.

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A state of rage fuels my body. Lee rejected my position. I thought we were close. In a pure sense of anger, I call Lee's number.

LEE: Detective Lee White talking, who's this?

CALLER: Don't act like you don't know who I am.

LEE: (sigh) Is this about the job, Y/N?

CALLER: Oh, you're so smart, Lee.

LEE: Listen Y/N, I'm sorry but I had no option but to reject you. We can't accept people with past criminal histories.

CALLER: How could you do this to me?

LEE: I didn't even know you were interested in working in the police force! If had you told me, I could've wiped your history clean...

CALLER: Why don't you do it right now?

LEE: I- I can't. I'm not even supposed to be working today.

CALLER: You know... it's been around two weeks since Abigail was murdered.

LEE: (sigh) I know. We're currently investigating it.

CALLER: So, let me help you with the case!

LEE: You know I can't do that.

CALLER: Come on, Lee! It'll be like my training.

LEE: No, Y/N. I can't do that.

CALLER: Seriously, Lee?

LEE: I'm sorry I have to go. Good talking to you.

CALLER: I'M GONNA FUCKING KILL YOU!

(call ended)

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Lee White's house
June 3rd, 2022
9:28 a.m

I knock on Lee's front door. I'm blinded by rage and suddenly banging on his door. The door shakes violently. Eventually, the door opens by itself. It creaks slowly while shaking, about to fall off its hinges. I hear footsteps racing up the stairs. I follow the stairs creaks trying to find Lee.

I hear quiet panting behind a bedroom door. I knock on the door and hear someone scurrying around. I turn the doorknob, only to find the door locked.
"I know you're in there Lee," I whispered through the slight sliver in the door.

The doorknob slowly turned as if Lee was hesitating to let me in. When the door opens, I find Lee sitting on the floor holding a kitchen knife. "W-What are you doing here?" He stumbles over his words. I tilt my head and reply, "I want to talk to you." Lee slowly stands up and starts walking down the stairs, I follow after. He waits for me in the kitchen and places the knife in a drawer. "Y/N before you yell at me I-" I interrupt Lee before he finishes.
"I'm not here to yell at you."
"You aren't?"
"No, I'm not mad at you."
"Oh. Well I just assumed-"
"My comment on the phone was out of rage." I utter.

He raises his eyebrows out of concern and starts licking his lips. I see sweat drip down from his hairline, he's uncomfortable. "Lee, you need to let me help you with the case." I assert.
"I don't know Y/N.."
"I'm extremely intelligent, I have the education and I was close with Abigail."
"But with your past criminal history, I just can't."
"Come on, I thought we were friends." I try to make him feel pity.
"Fine, I'll put in a good word about you but I can't guarantee anything."

My eyes instantly light up and my smirk glides across my face. I nod and start walking to the front door. As I left, I think about the cameras I set in Lee's house. One in Abigail's room, one in the kitchen, the lounge room and in his bedroom. He's so stupid and naive that he hasn't even suspected anything. He trusts me.

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