June 29, 1915
11:43 P.M.
I stood there tears in my eyes. Finally I dropped to me knees. I placed my hands on his chest, I felt for a heartbeat, but there was nothing. Todd was just a cold, dead body that lay hopeless on the floor. I removed my hands and found warm blood smeared across my frail, tan fingers. I screamed out in frustration and had thrown the knife across the room, it landed with a clatter. I knew that Todd was gone. I could've saved him, but it was too sudden. I tried hard not to curse in his presence, for it was forbidden. I stared into the night sky from the gold-framed window in the master bathroom. Where supposedly the killer had come and gone. I needed to find him or her, and put them in their rightful place.
Chapter 1
June 30, 7:39 A.M.
It was the morning after the murder, squad cars swarmed around the gated Mansion. I was standing next to Deputy Jeff; he talked to a detective. It was cold; the blizzard had passed through already. They seemed to have planned out his murder perfectly... I had a bitter taste in my mouth, my tears dried and my pink rosy cheeks calmed to its white radiance. I remembered my-self panic, and then I scurried outside. That was when I flung my overcoat on while I ran outside to use the payphone. Minutes later, the deputies and detectives arrived.
The bangs of my silky, chocolate brown hair, brushed my forehead, and then flew back to great my knotted bun. It began to warm up as the sun rose; abruptly everyone's voices became faint to me. I seemed to witness the murder again but I quickly shook off the memory like dust. I pulled out the hand-watch that the detective let me keep from Todd. After all it was the only thing I had left of him. I swiped off the crusted, dried up blood. Tears gathered in my eyes, but they quickly disappeared. As my vision cleared, I saw my reflection in his watch. I hadn't yet realized how horrid I looked... My lips were blue and shivering. My hair was loose in a bun with strays that stuck up. The pain of my heart that was broken became unbearable. All words were jumbled up and forgotten in my head. Speaking became impossible and was now a 2nd trait for me to learn.
Deputy Jeff became impatient and furious. I knew he was tired of my nonsense. Time was passing... If I had no words, I couldn't tell anyone anything.
June 30, 9:30 A.M.
The ambulance already escorted Todd's body away for research and examination. I was in shock still, it was hard for me to handle that his lifeless body was near me. I focused on the detectives; I watched closely as they dusted the room for finger prints and bagged any items of evidence. I realized I was staring at his portrait, which brings back memories of smiles and laughter we shared. Tears streamed out of my eyes; I had felt someone's presence behind me, but I didn't care. I was hurt and didn't want anyone near me. Although, that person didn't notice my ignorance so they spoke up.
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Murder At Dawn
Mystery / Thriller"I’m dead; I will bleed out and die before I could solve the mystery. At least I will be in Heaven with Todd. Feet pounded on the ground, I heard muffled yells around me. They’re too late. I smiled. “I love you Todd,” Then I stopped breathing." ...