Chapter 12

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After Scott and I said goodnight, I made my way to my bedroom and placed the camera I had found on my desk. This was a moment of truth for me. It was a development in my mother's death, but I was absolutely desperate to know. I was hesitant at first. What if I don't like what I see ? And what if it is Scott? Or what if it becomes more of a mystery? No matter the cost, I needed to know.  

I placed the USB end into my laptop and waited for it to load. My heart pounding as I realized I could possibly find out the culprit for the murder. The videos started to play on screen, as I grab pen and pad taking notes of dates and times. This was more than 3 months ago! Mother was recording all her sessions with the men she spent time with? The question is why? 

The camera was only on the inside of her room. It made me wonder what type of life my mother was truly living. I skipped forward to last night's time frame. Scott was right. My teacher was there. The ribbon on tape. I took a huge breath as tears slid down my cheeks as I watched. Him wiping something from hands onto a napkin. But I also witnessed my mother leave- she opened the door for him and gave him a kiss. 

I know now Scott isn't the killer though I also know the teacher wasn't either. It's making my head spin. Who did it, and why? 

Taking out the USB from the computer and placed in the drawer of y desk. I turned I saw a light outside the window it was Scott. He was walking with a lanterned outside the shed. 

"What are you doing ?" I asked as he came around to the front.

"I was pretty sure I heard someone." 

"And you decided to walk around the shed?" I say with a giggle 

"I was looking for footprints. I haven't walked around the shed since I've been here and neither have you.." 


"That's right.." Giving myself a mental face-palm. 

"Was anything found?" Trying to recover from a "Lillith moment." 

"No, but that doesn't mean anything though. I am only asking cause of resent events..."  

"Okay??"

"Would you like me to stay inside with you? So that way you aren't alone?" 

"I just want you to be safe. Especially now..." 

I was unable to hide the smile as I gave a nod. Now that my mind wandered on what was to come. What could, or would become of us? It made my heart jump with excitement. What would now be of Scott and I. Was there even a Scott and I? 

 Was there even a Scott and I? 

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