My Dead Ex Girlfriend

Chapter 37

"What do you mean you 'know something?'"I asked Jacob. He rolled his blue eyes.

"Christian killed someone on in his guest room. I know it was him."

"Why can't it be another person?"

"Because I saw a glove with blood, in which it said: belongs to Christian Williams."

"So," I took a deep breath. "He killed somebody. You know who?"

"I know he worked for him."

"He?"

"I saw the body. It was on the guest room."

"And you know when he did it?"

"It was recent. I could notice that." He Said shocked. "The blood wasn't cleaned on the floor, that's how I knew that it was recent." He Said looking directly into my eyes.

"Woah. You are smarter than I thought."

"I will find out who killed Quinn."

"Wait a second, killed?"

"She was killed, there was no suicide, no accident, She was killed. How do I know it? It's a feeling that I have. She was killed."

One thing I know for sure is that Quinn wasn't killed. If she was killed, who would it be?

"Look, I gotta go now."

"Need a ride?" I Asked Jacob showing him the keys.

"Yeah sure."

I got into my car. Jacob sat down next to the driver seat. I started the car and drove to Jacob's. He lives in the north of Malibu, near of Quinn's old home.

"So, a killer?"

"I know that someone killed Quinn. Maybe it is Christian, Maybe it's someone at school, I don't know. But she didn't committed suicide." He is sure about this.

"I don't know, maybe it was an accident."

"I don't buy it. She was killed."

"You saw the body?" I've never seen the body. Maybe Jacob have seen it.

"No I haven't." He replied with a sigh. "Okay! Here we are." He Said as he saw his home.

"We arrived." I Said.

"Well, see you on Monday."

"See ya." Jacob closed the door of the car and he entered to his house. I started the car again and went back to my house.

I entered to the house, and got into my room.

"You never say to me that you're going out with some friend of yours! You aren't normal!" I yelled at Quinn.

"Because I don't have any! If I had one friend I would tell you so!" She yelled back.

"Why are you like this!"

"Like what? Like what!" She threw me a pillow.

"Not friendly!"

"I am friendly! You are the one that doesn't have friends! You pretend to have friends, but they are t your friends!"

"But they invite me to parties! Not like you that you stay watching Netflix all night long! Get a life Quinn!"

"You get a life! Get friends and get better you son of a bitch!" I hit Quinn on her face with a slap. She looked at me impressed. "I'm so sorry..."