-------2 months later-------
------Ghost's POV--------
Wow. It's been 2 months since I murdered Ashley. And I haven't been caught. I must be real lucky. But the sad part is I've become and assassin. I've been killing people here and there. And I almost got caught by the police. Twice. And now that I've made enough money to move to the UK. I bought my plane ticket and my new apartment. I'm ready.
I got out of bed to see that Ant was with someone at the door. I looked at who it was. Two detectives. Oh shit! It was too late. They saw me.
"Excuse me,sir. May we interrogate you?" One of the detectives asked.
"W-who are you?" I stuttered/asked.
"I'm Dectective Sherlock and this is Detective Watson." Sherlock introduced. (As you guys may know I am a huge fan of Sherlock and Watson.)
"I'm G- Dale." I cut myself off. I couldn't let them know who I was!
"Mister we know your name is Ghost." Watson accused.
Shit.
"May we please ask you a few questions? We can't put you in jail until we have the full story," Sherlock explained.
I relaxed. We all went over to sit down and talk this out. I told them everything. They were both typing everything on their laptops. After a few minutes of me explaining everything, Sherlock and Watson talked it over privately. After 5 minutes of them talking it over they came back.
"Now, Ghost. We are not putting you in jail." Watson assured me.
"Thank you thank you thank yo-"
"Because we don't make that decision." Sherlock cut me off.
"Wha- Then who does?!" I asked furiously.
"The judge does. You're gonna have to go to court." Sherlock explained.
"We will email you when you are available to come. But you have to find and auttourney." Watson explained.
And then they left. I looked at Ant.
"What?" He asked me.
"Will you be my auttourney?" I puppy-dog faced him.
"Dude, I know nothing of being judicial,"he excused.
"Fine. I'll be on the internet!"
I could finally be getting out of this mess.... Or not.
-------Ty's POV------
It's been 2 months since Ashley died. And these 2 months with her have been great. I think I'm falling for her. I want her to be mine. I love her.
"Hey Ashley. Can I ask you a question?" I asked.
"You just did haha." She joked.
"Seriously." I glared at her.
"Ok, what is it?" She asked.
"Do you love me?"
