Chapter 13

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A few days passed after the police showed up. I haven't heard anything which is good but also makes me wonder why I haven't heard anything. This is ridiculous. I'll let them do their job if something comes up that involves me I'm sure I'll be notified. I need Someone to talk to. Out of no where I think of the last words Nash said to me. Trust me. As time goes on I still can't get him out of my mind. The Thought of him posses me. I haven't heard a word from him and I'm getting tired of waiting. But am I waiting because I'm trying to figure out what "trust me" means?
I decide to try and call josh. The phone rings and rings but the only thing that picks up is his voice mail. Ugh. What did I do to screw up everything good in my life. In the end there's nothing to do. I have so much anger built up. I need to go to the gym and let out this frustration and pain.
It's getting dark when I finally get to the gym. I ended up cleaning my apartment, it was starting to look like how I felt. Which isn't good. Before I get out the lobby my phone rings. I jump. The number is unfamiliar but local so I decide to answer. "Miss bales?" The voice says before I can greet them. "Umm yes? Who is this?". "This is officer Julian. Forgive me if I am being an inconvenience. However I need to meet up with you, soon. It's not on my duty time. This is important and could cost me my job to tell you this," now he has my attention. "I'm not doing anything important, I was just on my way to the gym. Where can I meet you?" What could be so important. Why would he risk his job to tell me something? "Perfect, what gym do you go to?" I gave him the name and he told me he would be there in less than 10 minutes. After we hung up I started to run. It will take me 15 minutes to get there on foot.

I walk into the building and see officer Julian signing for a temporary pass. "Oh hey! It's nice to see you here. I didn't know you worked out at this gym?" He acts cool and hugs me as if i was an old friend. I'm a little confused as to why he is talking like this. We just spoke? I play along anyways. "Hey, yeah I heard it was the best when I moved here so I joined, I should show you around," I smiled. he gave me a wink and walked with me upstairs. "Thank you, I can't take the risk." I got it now. "Is there anywhere more private?" He smiled at me. "Yeah, there is a stretching room no one uses" I walked down the hallway and opened the door. He closed it behind us and made sure no one was near. I'm getting nervous. "I'm sorry I'm being so jittery. I just think you deserve to know what has been going on. I was in a familiar situation, like you, when I was younger." He sat down on the bench that was located near the window of the room. I walked over and sat in the floor in front of him and crossed my legs. "I'm sorry, I wouldn't wish my past on anyone." he nodded in agreement but moved on. "I think Nash killed Daniel."
I stiffened.
"I could never prove it of course. He is too smart. This was planned Leanna, it had to be. We questioned Nash due to yalls past relationship but he told us yall were no longer a couple and he had no knowledge of Daniel." He took a breath. "The lie was smooth and backed up. Your breakup was all over the place. 'Americas favorite boy toy back on the market' anyways, there was proof and we have no way to prove he didn't know about Daniel. It was a dead end. But I just knew." He looked at me. Do I leave or keep listening? "Daniel wasn't important to anyone and a danger to the community due to his past, so his case has gone cold. Daniel was stalking you, he was ready to attack" I bit my lip. My mouth was to dry to say anything. "It was a clean kill, fast and easy. Nash has a rock solid alibi and so do you because you were not aware of his plans."
I clench my hands and look at the police. Tears are in my eyes. "Why are you telling me this?" I ask. "So you can go back to him.. I think he broke up with you and made you believe it was over as part of the alibi. Daniel was a son of a bitch that ruined your life. I know how that is. Nash saved you from him tormenting you any more."

Somehow I ended up back to my apartment building. I ran inside to my apartment and grabbed the key I had to Nash's. I don't remember leaving the gym or thanking the police for being my hero by offering that information. My hands are shaking so bad i can hardly hold the key still enough to slide it into the hole. Finally I got it and the elevators Descended up. They opened and i stepped out. Nash was at the bar in workout clothes drinking a glass of water. He never looked more breathtaking. "I let myself up," I explained. My knees feel like they might give out. "What's wrong?" He ran a hand through his hair. "They are dropping the case," I searched for a sign. His chest swelled up and he let out a huge breath of air as if he has held onto it for weeks. I knew it was true. He looked at me with dark eyes. The truth was here and he knew I knew. No one will hurt you again. And if they try I will be waiting. Nash walked over to me and lifted my chin. I kissed him. Finally, I know what he meant when he told me to trust him. I held him tight, I've missed this. But Where does this take us from here?

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