I went to Bev's house and looked around to see if there was any clue that tells where Carrie is. I went up to her room and found her diary. I looked in it and she mentions this place a lot, then once I read again and again I realized it was the same place me and Ryan met again when I was 17. I got back into my car and drove there. After 1 hour of driving I got to the place. I went in and saw Carrie tied to a chair.
"Carrie!"
"Nia?"
"Don't worry, I'm going to get you out of here."
"I don't think so." Bevs said.
"Why are you doing this?"
"After me and Ryan had our fun he was still talking about you, he never got over you and it pissed me off!"
"Just let us go and you can have Ryan."
"No! You're dead."
After Bevs got close to Nia she shot her down.
"Never come too close to a detective."
"Nia, you shot her!" exclaimed Carrie.
"Don't worry about that, let's just get you out."
After I got Carrie home I saw Chris. I haven't talked to him at all ever since I got back.
"Nia, can we talk?"
"Why should we talk? I'll never forgive you for what you said."
"I was angry. okay."
"Exactly. You said all that stuff because you were angry, what you said was the truth. And it hurts. You said it was my fault Carrie was missing and my fault my mom is dead, you even said I never should've been born. Then you blamed me for being pregnant."
"What can I do for you to forgive me?"
"Nothing. By the way, I'm getting rid of this baby and me and you are done."
"Please don't do this!"
"Do what Chris?"
"Getting rid of the baby."
"Too late, I'm also going to be dating Ryan."
"WHAT!" exclaimed Chris.
"Goodbye, Chris. Tell Carrie I said take care of herself."
After I left Chris and Carrie's house I drove to the prison where Ryan is.
"Did you do it? Did you break up with Chris?"
"Yeah, I did it."
"Great, now our deal." Ryan said.
After about 30 minutes, Ryan was free to go.
"The fresh air, oh how I missed it."
"So what now?" Nia asked.
"Now we go to the hospital and get rid of that dumb baby of yours."
Soon we got to the hospital and the doctors were getting ready for my surgery.
"Are you the father?" the doctor asked.
"No. he's not." Nia said.
"If you are not the father then could you leave the room? Only the father of the baby can be in the room."
"Fine." Ryan said.
"Don't do it." Nia whispered.
"Why?"
"He's a criminal. Call Captain Robert King, now!"
The doctors left the room and I made sure they left the room without Ryan noticing. Soon Captain King entered my room.
"What's wrong?" Captain King asked.
"Ryan is out there and I need you to make him believe you went dirty and are betraying the NYPD."
"What!""Just do it and hurry!"
Captain King left the room and after 5 minutes I heard him and Ryan talking outside my room. I pulled out my phone and recorded the whole conversation.
"Did you blackmail Nia into letting you free and in return, she gets rid of her baby and dates you?"
"Yes, of course. If you think I'll let her go after everything she has done to me?"
"Thank you, that's all I need. We got him, Nia!"
"BOOM! Never underestimate me Ryan or you will be proved wrong."
"You little...!""Be careful, Ryan. I just recorded the whole conversation. Looks like you're going back to jail."
After everything was done I felt happy again. 2 days have passed and Ryan is back in jail. I went to Chris and talked to him.
"Hey." Nia said.
"Hey."
"Just so you know I didn't get rid of the baby and I would like it if we got back together."
"I'll like that."
Soon everything was good again. 10 months later I gave birth to 2 wonderful twins, a boy and a girl. Jason Anthony Smith and Destiny Sohpia Smith. I named her after my mother. Chris and I got married a year after the twins, and now I don't have to worry about Ryan, Bevs, and Asher because like I said... I'll be ready.
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Murder in Manhattan 2: Copycat
Mystery / ThrillerNia is now 19 and became the youngest detective in NY history. But she wasn't prepared for the past to come back and torment her family. Nia starts to wonder if she made the right choice. Rather it was being a detective or being with her best friend.