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As I was driving down the road, my vision was slowly clearing as the tears began to dry up. My voice was hoarse and scratchy from screaming so much. Honestly, I don't think crying and screaming will brig her back though. I let her go, I set her free, just like she wanted to be. If she really wanted me, which is highly doubtful, then she would come back to me. As the saying goes, 'if you set something free, and it comes back, then it's meant to be, but if it doesn't come back, then it was never meant to be.'
Nikki set me free, and I set her free. Wait, Nikki set me free... That means I could go back to her... No, I can't do that because she doesn't feel the same about me like I feel about her. What am I going to do? I can't just, let the love of my life go. Well, she's not really the love of my life, is she? I don't know. I really don't know if I love her. Love is just confusing.
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I know what I can do. I can get a job, pay off my boss, and then that will get him off my tail. Won't it? And if he's off my tail then Nikki night feel safer around me knowing that everywhere we look there won't be someone trying to kill us. Maybe, Just maybe this might work, but first, I have to go get a newspaper and find me a good paying job.
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•~• Nikki's POV•~•
Dad and I walked hand in hand back to the house. It had been about one and a half days since my mum had been murdered. Just as I expected, police tape surrounded the house and police were still on the scene.
"Dad, what are we doing here exactly. We can't go in the house if police tape is all around it." I pointed out. Dad chuckled slightly at me.
"Well, theirs two reasons. 1) you need to grab a few clothes, and 2) you need to be questioned since you and that blonde boy were the only people on the scene when..." Dad paused and wiped away a tear that had slid down his face. "When your m-mum was shot." He finished.
"Woah dad, Niall and I were not the only two people on the scene. We didn't shoot mum. I would never dream of doing that and I know for a fact Niall didn't because he was standing right beside me when it all went down. I was asleep when I heard noise downstairs, at first I thought-"
"Save the explaining for later when you tell the police. " Dad interrupted me. I let out a loud huff and made my way towards one of the many policemen that were standing near the house.
"Excuse me, I'm Nikki Williams. I understand I need to be taken in for questions?" I poked one of the police officers.
"Ah yes, miss Williams, follow behind me, wait, isn't there supposed to be a boy with you? I understand he was here as well when the scene occurred." The police guy stated.
"Well, yes, but I'm not exactly sure where he is. We had a fight and he dropped me off at the pub a couple blocks back and that's where I met my father."
"A fight?" The policeman asked, concerned.
"Verbal fight. Nothing too serious, I just needed a break. I'm sure he'll come back around though. When I see him I'll have him come down to the station if you like?" I clarified. The officer simply nodded his head and then opened the back of a police car for me. I obligingly stepped in and shut the door. I was trying to keep my cool. What happens if I don't see Niall again and the police find him? He'll have a mental break down. All I know is that I need to find him before the police so I can warn him.
Before I knew it, the police was slowly backing out of the driveway and taking me into the station for questioning...
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~•~ 30 long agonizing minutes later~•~
"Please step out of the car Miss Williams and go up to the front desk. Sign in, then take a seat. We will call you in when we are ready." The officer instructed. I hopped out of the car and did as told. Slowly, walking up to the front desk, I signed in my name and took a seat in the waiting room.
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After 10-15 minutes of waiting, not that long, I could hear a door open. I looked up and saw a man, maybe in his mid thirties, dressed in what looked like an officers' clothes, but I knew he was a detective.
"Miss Nikki Williams, we will be taking you in now, please follow me." The man stated. I, once again, did as told and made my way into a room that had a table right in the middle of it.
"Take a seat." The detective said.
'Man, so many orders.' I thought to myself. I took a seat and the detective did the same, only he sat in front of me.
'Oh boy, this is going to take hours.' I thought.
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~~~I'm gonna skip all the questions stuff because I'm sure you guys don't want to re-read what happened through the 1-4 chapters. ~~~
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•~• after the questioning~•~
The detective had bombarded me with loads of questions, in which I answered, of course I left out the part about Niall somehow knowing the man that had killed my mum. I did this just to protect Niall. Yes, I may have left him, but that doesn't mean I'm not going to protect him. He did save my life after all. Concealing his private 'drug shit information' was the least I could do.
MUST READ~•~ okay now I'm having a little bit of writers block. This was more of a filler sorta. It was boring to write.. So I'm not gonna proof read it...
The other one will sorta be the same except Nikki will contact Niall and tell her true feelings yadda yadda yadda. Anyways, in like, 2 more chapters, it's gonna get really good, trust me. OKAI IM GONNA GO THINK... Bai.
Haylee Tomlinson
