𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑚𝑖𝑠𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢, 𝐴𝑚𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑎. 𝑌𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑠𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑢𝑡𝑖𝑓𝑢𝑙, 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 ℎ𝑎𝑖𝑟 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑠𝑜𝑓𝑡, 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑎 𝑏𝑖𝑡 𝑛𝑎𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒, 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑔. 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑎 𝑏𝑖𝑡 𝑢𝑛𝑒𝑥𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑢𝑑𝑑𝑒𝑛.
𝐼 𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝑓𝑜𝑟 ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑤𝑒 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑒𝑛. 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑜𝑙𝑖𝑐𝑒 𝑎𝑠𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑚𝑒 𝑎 𝑙𝑜𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑘 𝐺𝑜𝑑 𝐼 𝑤𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑐𝑎𝑚𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑑𝑎𝑦, 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑏𝑒 𝑚𝑦 𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑏𝑖.
𝑌𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦 𝑖𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑎 𝑠𝑎𝑑 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑎𝑠 𝑤𝑒𝑙𝑙. 𝐻𝑎𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑢𝑛𝑔 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓 𝑖𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑏𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑜𝑚 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑤𝑖𝑛. 𝑇𝑟𝑢𝑒𝑙𝑦 𝑎 𝑠𝑎𝑑 𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑒 𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑒𝑑. 𝐵𝑢𝑡, 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡'𝑠 𝑑𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑑𝑜𝑛𝑒. 𝑅𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑚𝑦 𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑘 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑠𝑎𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑦 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒.
I sighed and set my pen down. Amelia has been dead for two years now. What happened? Well, after my episode and figuring out what to do, I came up with a plan.
She killed herself.
Everything fell into play as well since the Sheriff also thought she was off the wall. I had taken her to her house and hung her up in her bathroom to make it look like she had killed herself.
After that, I wrote a goodbye note. I kept myself included and even added Theo. To sell it I texted him from her phone asking for help and for him to answer.
Which he responded with nothing since that would have been a dent. Why? Because Theo is dead and of he's dead that would mean if I had responded then they would look into him as a suspect or would want to talk to him.
I had to get rid of his phone.
Oh, and another thing I found. That little locked drawer of hers that had been in her desk, had two bottles of description pills for depression.
Why was she depressed? Because she grew up a prodigy. How do I know this? Little Amelia had a diary of her own, right with where those pills were.
She wrote about me, saying how much she found me attractive in the beginning and how much she loved my food. It made me smile upon reading.
However, her tone changed when she suspected me of breaking into her house and doing things to her. I did, but she doubted herself multiple times over and over. Which only gave me more of an advantage on her sanity.
And as for how how they foubd her? I called it in. Risky, sure, but I just said I was her cousin calling in for a wellfare check to make sure she was okay.
Worked like a gem.
Checkmate for me I guess.
I got up from my seat and went down to the kitchen. I open the fridge door and took out the apple pie I made last night. My life is back to where it started. Only now I don't have a job.
I don't mind it since I've got money but, I like working. I cut me a piece of pie and gazed out my kitchen window. My eyes went over to Amelia's house and my throat closed up.
I can't believe she's gone. I sighed and forced myself to eat the sweet treat.
Suddenly a car pulled up with a van following behind it, a moving van. My brows knotted as I watched closely. The car and van stopped right in front of Amelia's house and I grew even more interested.
The door of the grey Honda Civic opened and out stepped a woman. Her skin is rich like the dark chocolate I see in the store, her body is shaped perfectly and her hair, the longest locs I've ever seen.
There are white beads styled in her hair as well. The guy out of the moving truck stepped out and she pointed towards the house. He nodded shortly and she pranced up the pathway.
I want to see her face, I need to see her face. Her hips and hair alone is not enough. I want to know what this woman looks like.
No.
No. I can't, I can't fall for anyone else. My new neighbour stepped back outside and I could finally get a good look at her face. Her lips are darker than her skin and my heart skipped beats.
Telling by the shape of her arms and her stance, I can tell she works out.
She stood to the side of the yard, watching the two men lift and carry her things into the house.
Once they were out of view she looked my way. Her eyes held sterness and is that authority? It doesn't matter what emotion it was she gave me, but I know it stirred something inside of me.
I raised my hand and waved with a smile. She looked away and went inside. I didn't know it but I was smiling like an idiot.
I shouldn't fall for her, I shouldn't feel the way I am feeling now, but I can tell already that she is going to make me fall for her. If not...I might just obsess over her.
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