The Last Victim #JustWriteIt

CHAPTER ONE

'Oh I am so sorry!'

Jay looked up apologizing. He hadn't realized that he was walking right into someone, lost deep in his thoughts.

'Oh no, It's totally okay! I guess I just wasn't paying attention ahead of me anyways!'

The girl replied with a tense smile, a faint red trace spreading over her face.

Jay returned the smile. The girl seemed to be a nice one. With large deep blue eyes, so deep that one could almost feel himself to be lost in the swirls and the dark, she had a beautiful sparkle in them. She had a wonderfully elongated face with a capturing smile. She had cheeks tinged; it seemed, permanently with a beautiful shade of red. A pretty heart shaped mouth lined with pink lips dominated her lower half of the face. Her nose was straight, rounded at the bottom. Her strawberry blonde hair fell straight onto her shoulders. A few loose bangs occupied her forehead. The blue eyes behind the long lashes peered at Jay anxiously.

'Well?' She demanded apparently confused at Jay's long and measuring gaze.

'Oh well! It's nothing! I was just..... Well, I am Jay!' Jay introduced himself warmly extending out his hand.

Her hand which was busy fumbling at the hem of her red skirt blouse, stopped for a moment and then reached for his outstretched hand. Her face too broke into a wide smile.

'......And everybody calls me Dawn! Doesn't matter, does it?'She smiled.

'No, that's cool actually! 'Jay exclaimed. That's when he realized, he was still holding, the girls hand and she seemed a bit..... uncomfortable. He quickly let go and winked at her. Her cheeks tinged a pretty pink colour.

About almost the same moment, he spotted two men casually walking towards them. One of them was his own dad. Even despite his efforts not to, Jay had to smile. His father not only had a wonderful dress sense, but also kept astonishingly up to date and dressed with a knack. Dressed in a black suit this was not the first time he looked smart. He wore a pair of dark sunglasses that hid his green eyes. Clear green eyes. One of the many things Jay had inherited from his dad.

'Daddy!' Dawn squealed dancing on her toes.

'Is the guy in blue jeans your dad? 'Jay inquired, thoroughly surprised.

'Oh yes!' Dawn answered.

'What were you doing here anyways?' Jay asked her. They stood just before a large hospital building. 'Everything good?'

'Oh yes! Just a routine check-up.' Dawn answered with a slight edge in her voice. Jay couldn't help noticing, how she anxiously her eye lashes fluttered as she mentioned that. Was she hiding something?

Jay's dad and the other guy, in blue jeans with a grey shirt walked over to them apparently in some deep conversation.

Jay's dad took of his glasses cleared his throat and said, 'Aahhh! I see you have met Dawn already. Well Jay, this is her dad! He is an old friend of mine!'

'That's generous Arive! Thank you!' He stepped out and holding his hand out to Jay he said' I am Fred. Your dad and I were great friends in high school. Remember those good old days Arive? Basketball! Training, studies, swimming....'

And he seemed to have lost track of the conversation.

'I so miss that.' Arive commented.

There was a soft smile on his face and his eyes were unfocused. His mind was probably wandering years back.