It's been a year sense my girlfriend Maddie went missing, and everyone think I had something to do with it.
"Where were you the night she went missing?" The cop narrowed his eyes at me.
"At home."
"No."
"Yes I was prick." I spat.
"Did you fight with Ms. O'Brien the night before?" I sunk in my chair.
"She cheated on me okay? Is this what you wanted to hear?" He stared at me.
"So in conclusion, you hated her, enough to hide her body, where we can't find her?" He asked.
"You're sick."
"I'm just doing my job." The cop left the room and left me sitting alone. Michael snuck in the room.
"Did you actually kill her?" He asked.
"Of course not Michael!" I thumped him.
"I was just asking." He said.
"If I did kill her, they would have found her, but I didn't." I put my feet up on the desk.
"What if she is dead?" Michael's voice was quiet.
"I try to not think about that." I sighed and walked out of the room.
