The Boy with Bad Habits

Chapter 15

The couple looked agitated, not only at the smell but me.

Tony's body language showed how offended he was that I thought such. Only everything seemed to had been pointing to both of them.

His accent was present, voice firm, "We're not murderers Ace."

Alyssa looked angered and tried leaving but Tony held her back.

"I can't with this guy! Is he really trying to throw serious accusations like that at us?!"

Her significant other tried calming her down, as both arms crossed over that ample chest she strutted out. Alyssa's nostrils were flared, and it seemed she didn't take a liking to me in the first place.

Finally I spoke, "Come on guys, I mean who wouldn't think that when all clues are pointing to you two."

It was someone's turn to explain.

My fingers ran through my dark hair, "A horrid smelling body bag in the closet you both are staying in, while you two warned me not to uncover what I found."

Footsteps come toward me, "Oh quit your yapping ese, we didn't kill no fuckin' body."

He explained further, "When mi corazón and I decided to stay here, we remembered smelling what you did and boom there goes the dynamite. We're not really sure what it is still, I mean sure, a dead body, but how many killers you know are gonna hide a body in a damn closet amigo."

My mouth opened, words didn't come out. He was right, I guess the lack of sleep really does ruffle your feathers.

"Oh come on Tony, let's just get the hell out of here!" Alyssa fumed.

His head turned in her direction with both hands raising and lowering while saying, "Keep it down baby girl, unless you want to have someone else with a badge and a uniform questioning us."

Alyssa shifted to leave and Antonio caught up to her with me following them both.

"All for a damn hanger Ace, really?" I muttered under my breath in regret and agitation. The walk was silent and the broad had been definitely eager to get the hell out.

All of us were on the bottom floor and we easily slipped out unnoticed.

A curse left the girl's lips, "Dammit Antonio, you left the fuckin' bag," she roughly hit the back of his head to which he tried dodging and failed.

I laughed and her eyes met mine, slyly Alyssa sneered, "Since you got fun and games tough guy why don't you go and get it."

My snickering was cut short and playfullness faded. Antonio went in for my rescue.

"Come on mi corozón, we'll get it in the morning," Tony's hands tried to wrap around her waist but she shoved them away.

How cold could this little minx be so cold in front of her own, clearly love-struck, boyfriend?

She stepped closer to me, this chick had to have been 6 foot one. No way she could size me up with such authority in her tone and be that height.

"You stick with us, you get the bag," her tone final, yet it didn't intimidate me.....much.

Once again Tony reasoned, "What if the nieghbors heard and they're already in the apartment now? We gotta move love."