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dead truths unfold

"WE MEET AGAIN,

Zachary," Daniel smirked, taking the younger's wrist in his hand, Zach had no weapons on him. "Murdering my husband's friends is low, even for you," Zach only laughed at him, he knew this was his end. "You know Daniel, going through all that school to turn into an officer, just so you won't get caught murdering; that is low," Daniel brought the younger boy inside of the apartment, smiling at him.

"You know, if you had never gone behind my back, we would still be partners in crime," Daniel stated, lowering his gun and putting it in his jeans, throwing his hoodie over the weapon. "Yeah, but i never intended to do this on the daily, plus i didn't even finish high school, do you really think i was gonna go through all that shit to become a police officer?" Zach laughed, shaking his head. "Well, have fun dying, partner," Zach smiled at him, as he was tied to a chair next to the family he had just murdered.

"Thank you, Daniel, for everything you've ever done for me. Getting me out of that place with you, that was the one thing i'm most thankful for. Now, take credit for the crime i committed and have fun 'trying' to solve another mystery in this town full of our murders, honey," He had kissed his cheek, when Daniel lowered his head.

"Those were seriously your last words?" Daniel laughed, pecking the brunette's lips. "See you in hell, Zachary," They had smiled at each other and without a thought, the same knife Zach had used to murder the family had cut his own head off of his body.

Daniel sighed, smelling the blood covered house through the air. He walked around for a minute, placing his anonymous card like he always did on the counter. 'Have fun solving another mystery, JSD,' It were his initials, mixed up, but never did anyone find out who had committed all these crimes.

"Home sweet home," Daniel sighed, looking around his home and the pictures of him, Corbyn and Luna scattering the walls. "Daniel? Was everything okay?" Corbyn had entered the home, placing Luna down form his hip and seeing the little girl run to her playroom. "No, they were murdered, baby, i'm sorry," But Corbyn could see through his lies, Daniel wasn't sorry.

"Who murdered them?" "Zach, you know, that one person i told you all about, the crime committing one," The blonde walked over to Daniel, putting his arms around the younger's neck. "I didn't think Zach was like that, Jack introduced me to him as his boyfriend," Corbyn had shrugged, deciding to ask his only question he had wanted answered the most.

"Why did you buy me?" Daniel looked at him, surprised by the question entering his ears. "You're never home, you keep murdering people, i just don't know why you ever brought me into your home; all you do is beat me," "Do not talk about me like that," Daniel's eyes sent daggers through Corbyn's body. "I bought you because i needed a stress reliever, i never would have bought you otherwise," But that was a complete lie. Daniel was attracted to the male in more ways than physical.

"Anyway, your friends are dead, it's over. Their story is over," Daniel spoke, pecking Corbyn's lips while the older male had tears threatening to leave his eyes. "Yeah and all i will ever be to you is a good fuck,"

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This was the end of 'Twelve Days Of Captivity', i hope you enjoyed this story just as much as i enjoyed writing it, (: 💗!!

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