Loving Aaron.

Chapter 11- Behind closed doors

-"I didn't want to be there for long. I didn't want him to trick me anymore or manipulate me in a way." There was a long silence.

"Ok. Lock the door."

"Sure. I'm gonna head out for a bit. Just need some air."

"Ok. I'm gonna shower then. Don't take long."

"Right." Steve continued walking away from the door into a distant hallway. Once I heard a door close, I exited the basement and recognized where I was being held. It was Steven's own home. I've only been here a few times to celebrate birthdays or have fun with some friends. Lily would ask me to tag along whenever they had parties here. I knew where his bedroom was and almost all of the rooms. He had a big home. Multiple bedrooms and bathrooms. Big living rooms and anything you can think of. 

"Which bedroom does he shower in?" I ask Sylvie.

"Figure it out."

"I said which bedroom does he shower in-"

"I said figure it out. You can't manipulate me anymore. I don't care if you kill me here or not. Fuck you." She stormed out and slammed the door. I was shocked to hear her response. I waited a bit and heard a sudden sound from one of the rooms. I assumed it was the shower. Luckily, it wasn't his bedroom. It was the room right next to it. 

With the way the house was built, the shower in the other room was right next to where his bed frame was. For example, if I knocked on the wall behind his bed, he'd most likely hear it. I slowly walked through the creaky hallway to the bedroom and closed the door shut. It would be easy. I could hear the shower and I'd know when it was turned off. I suddenly remembered that the basement door wasn't closed. 

"Shit" I cursed. I'd have to grab the gun, return to the basement and quickly figure out a plan. I carefully searched through the endless number of dressers and closets. The room was big. There were many places someone would hide a gun. I stuck to what Sylvie told me and searched under his bed. It wasn't there. I stood up and felt a sudden rush through my body. The adrenaline rushed through my veins as the image of me just shooting Steven came to mind. I needed that gun. I knew I had enough evidence to put him in jail. But that would be too easy. He deserved to be killed the same way Lily had been killed. I knew it was nearly impossible to do that, and even if I did, the evidence I'd provide wouldn't be a reasonable excuse as to why I didn't just turn him in. I started thinking of how to deal with him. I had to at least give him a little bit of pain. That's the least I can do right? Nothing was making sense anymore. It was like I was a whole other person. I needed to find my phone, call the lieutenant, tell him everything and make sure that the microphone in my suit was recording. It was my only hope.

I continued searching through the room, desperate to find my phone. I didn't have much time before Steven came out. It's been around 15 minutes. He could barge in at any time and I wouldn't have a place to hide. I soon realized that my phone wasn't in the room. Every drawer has been opened and checked. My phone was nowhere to be found. I guessed that maybe it was in the other rooms, so I slowly left the room and went to another. I quickly closed the basement door before proceeding. Unfortunately, once I entered the room across from Steven's, I could no longer hear the shower. It was too far away. I would never know if he was coming, done, or waiting for me. The room was smaller than his. It was a simple bedroom with not too many drawers and hiding places. I quickly searched every corner, praying to find my phone as there were many other rooms in the house. I didn't have a tough time to go through all of them.

 I looked through the drawers near the closet and found some women's clothes. I was confused as to why they were there. Was someone else living with him or did he have some sort of sick fetish? It was none of my business, although I kept it in mind in case it ended up as a clue to something. I began to lose hope in finding my phone. I started to think of how I'd get to the other rooms and as I looked around one last time, I noticed that the wall looked...off? I couldn't exactly see well since I was in the dark for so long. Plus, it had gotten dark out. The only light source I had was the moon and the bathroom and some of the hallway light peeking beneath the door. There was a beautiful painting of a woman. It was a darkly colored sketch. It seemed to be tilted so I went to have a closer look at it. I removed it from the wall and there I found it. My phone. There was a square hole in the way, and it was just hiding behind there. I felt an immense wave of relief as my search was finally over. Now all that I had to do was wait until Steven came out. I walked towards the door, placed my ear against it and listened for any sound. I heard a voice and assumed it was Steven. It sounded like he was on the phone with someone. I heard a loud clang near the living room and the voice on the phone got louder. Like he placed the phone on a table and put it on speaker. I couldn't hear that well, but Steven's words were as clear as day. Most of it was inaudible, but I got the message. The anonymous voice was working with Steven. All this time I thought it was just him and Sylvie, but there was a mastermind behind all of this.

"Is she coming?" I heard him ask. 

"Of course." Says the voice behind the phone followed by a mumbled name. Was this "she" the person who occupied this room? I heard footsteps getting closer to the room I was in. He was right behind the door. I stepped to the side and quickly opened my phone. Thankfully it still had some charge. I opened the app in which the microphone was connected to and tried to find the appropriate file. At least if anything happened, they'd be caught, right? Luckily, I found the file but as I slowly tried to listen to the conversation, many of the parts were quiet. It could barely be heard but I knew the lieutenant would understand my point. He had to. This kidnapping was fucking over. It was time to turn Steven in. And I'll make sure he fucking suffers before I do.

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