Guns and Roses

Chapter 8 - Calmz

Dana's pov -

"I know what time he left her apartment." I said softly. I can feel my nerves go crazy. I keep in mind that I did take my meds and I need to relax before I go hyper.

I take a huge breath in and stared at him. His eyes were wondering back into mine. His face held no emotion. It was still cold. Or maybe I just can't read facial expressions. I really can't. I'm sorry I'm no help.

"How." He said coldly and boldly. For once I want him speak one paragraph. Nah that's not possible. How many words has he head to me so far?? Maybe 20.

That's really sad.

What does he mean how? Like— "um I live right across her." I said trying not to sound rude or anything. At the end of the day he is a fbi.

He takes a breath in. His huge chest goes up and down and he get his notebook.
He gets his pen and stared at me with one eyebrow raised. Oh he wants me to talk.

"So like— okay well— basically— i looked
Out the window at 3:15am. And I saw the door open after I heard a scream. Then a couple minutes later a man dressed with all black went into a old car. So probably came around 3am and left by 3:18..." I said.

He was writing it all down. He looked back at me and back to his writing. Then he stopped writing. I swear we were just staring at each other for a couple of minutes now.

He looked away and closed his notebook looked at me with his stern cold expression and turned around. He slowly started walking down the hall.

Your welcome Grey.

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I came home early today. My shift ended fast today which I was kinda glad. It's only 8:15 now. I'm actually hungry.

My stomach growled loudly making me pat it softly. "Mommy will feed you" I said in a childish tone. Obviously joking. I do feel kinda weak today. Maybe it's the medicine. It does make my limbs hurt. Just like cancer, the cancer meds would make you weak and loose your hair.

Which cancer meds, It kills bad cells and good ones sadly. But it shows that the medicine is working. Luckily no one in my family had to go through cancer.

I take a couple of bite of the stale bread on the table. I should go grocery shopping there's absolutely nothing here.

I sighed and decided to ask Bilal if he can order pizza or something. I doubt we can but it's worth a try. Speaking of him, I see he slowly make his way to the kitchen.

"Listen Dana—" he was cut off by the door bell ringing. He goes and opened the door. I went too but stood kinda behind him. And I don't know why. I'm never scared. Well that's a lie. But I'm not traumatized from monsters or people.

Besides my dad.

"Uh hi.." Bilal spoke confused and I get out form my hiding spot and my eyes widen seeing him! Grey!!!??? What is he doing here? I see him hold up his fbi agent ID.

"Fbi, you probably know about the apartment across. I just wanna ask a few questions." He said in a cold town and his eyes glanced to me for a couple of seconds and back to my brother.

"Sure.." Bilal said and opened the door more and stood more outside to talk to him. I stood next to him.

"Did you see Miss. Beck ever bring anyone home with her time to time or all the time?" He said in his same cold tone.