Our lies are meant to be together

The truth within the lie : 1

Chapter 2

As the sun dipped below the horizon,  I  sniffted through the evidence in the dimly lit room of Laura.
   "It's getting kinda dark ,let's leave for today Theo" 
    "Yeah you're right,  let's get out of here" i replied.
    
   As Fiona walked home I decided to Stay behind because I felt something unusual.
When I checked her bedroom it was all destroyed and I thought Laura must have done it while she was drunk but that was not the case. It was clearly done by someone else,  someone who out matches her in strength.
  By standing here and looking at the room I observed that the room wasn't destroyed in rage but in a goal of search.

   The piece fits perfectly. Laura was hiding something that was not meant to be with her. Someone crashed her place first in search of that particular thing then comes the police and then me.
   But by looking , the police didn't search the room thoroughly and same goes for Me and Fiona. And this destruction seems like it was done in a hurry that means the culprit WILL DEFINITELY come back here again to search.

    As I rushed to the other room seeking cover to hide , a heavy metal rod struck me from behind leaving myself unconscious. As i woke up ,I was drowning in the wave of thoughts. I was too naive. I should've been able to figure out that someone was behind this. Why didn't it cross my mind ?
Maybe it was Fiona. Y -yeahh , that's the only thing that makes sense . She messed up my mind that's why I hesitated. 

   There's no time to complain and no room for mistakes anymore. My eyes analyzed the room as my hands and legs were tied to a metal pipe at the corner. The room was vaguely familiar and inky black.
As my body completely gained its senses , the smell of blood whiffed through my nose leading myself gagging at the top of my lungs. As my eyes got used to the dark and followed the malodorous smell of blood , a very unpleasant sight was in front of me staring me across the darkness of the room with dead eyes. A face like projection with its guts teared out , blood gushing like a river soaking the limbs separated from its main body like it was devoured by an wild animal.
    As I struggled with the intangaled rope that was tied to the metal pipe I heard a door break downstairs. I quickly started screaming at the top of my lungs so they'd know I'm being captured here.
Suddenly all the ruckus outside stopped and a man started screaming and grunting as if he was being tortured. The pain in his  helpless voice filled the abandoned house with an overwhelming sense of despair and sadness. In an instant , his screams stopped and everything went silent. The fear strucked my heart and mind. The dark room stretched before my eyes and the ears heard an echo of footsteps which were slowly getting closer and closer.
  My instincts got sharper but my body was trembling in fear as i was hearing my own breath and heartbeat. In a fraction of second the footsteps got quicker and a sudden sound of being stabbed crossed my ears. As the metal knob turned quickly , a shadow turned up inside the room with a knife in its hand. Before even I could react , the knife reached towards the rope on my hand , severing them apart. The unknown grabbed my hand and rushed towards the exit. As I took a glimpsed back , I saw a man in a black outfit and a mask,  severely stabbed in the abdomen and a tattoo around his neck which looked like a star.

    As we bust out of the house , the dimly lit moon crashed upon us , revealing the unknown. It was her.