Author: friendlypizzamanKillings were springing up in the cold demented night, the murder board came out from hide and seek, causing some friendships to crack, and finally, my sleep and eating schedule was flipped to a never happening again mode.
So all I could do was let my tired and worn out (e/c) eyes drain all the color from it, as I darted them around the murder board. No one was home, so I blared Nirvana; Lithium, as I tried to tie the pieces of who was the killer and what's he/ she's M.O. Yet, all I was doing was rifting off old thoughts and ideas, so I was stuck in front of a mind brick wall.
"So, the killer has to have a close connection with Emma" I restate to myself, tapping along my chin hoping the cogs in my brain would soon start spinning
"So we have, everyone ever!" I groan to myself, trying to draft down names and faces that would know Emma
Just as my heart raced, my pulse quickening from the stress radiating off me, I started to write down some people I can think of off the top of my head
-Audrey
-Noah
-Kieran
-Eli
-Her dad or Step-dad
-Brooke
-Zoe, that little bitch
As more names darted on the lined paper, as my hands vigorously write the names down, I started to cross some off until I have three down.
-Kieran
•always leaves and the next minute the killer is there-Eli
• was at wills funeral last year-Zoe, she is still a bitch
•Tried sleeping with my manI tear out the paper and take a thumb tack, walking toward the board. Pressing the paper on the board, I pushed the thumb tack on the top of the paper having it lay perfectly on the board.
I stepped back, my mind revolting at the zero process I was making with this. Just then, behold, Noah Foster ramming through my bedroom door as he smiled delightfully at his girlfriend in the room.
"Hey baby" he called to me, as he set our science fair board down, along with his bag, and right after hugging me from behind, "Whatcha looking at?"
"Just trying to understand this huge mess I call life, you knowz!" I reply back, dragging the imaginary Z on know
"I knowz" using air quotation on knowz "you need to sit down and relax!"
"I can't relax" more air quotations "when a killer is out there!" I yelled back, huffing as I sat down in the swivel chair
"What if we, Netflix and Chill?" and there we go with his damn air quotations
"Then murder board?" I whimper out, quivering my lower lip out
"Promise"
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I don't honestly know where I was going with this, but it has Noah Foster in it so it's Gucci ;)
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