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Walking infront of my victim, I lead her to her death.
“Havok? How far is this celebration?” My soon to be victim, Gail Kim asked me.
“It’s not that far.” I replied as I walked in front of her. I wanted to kill Gail. Why? She stole my boyfriend Sami Callihan and told everyone my deepest secret, which was getting liposuction so it would be easier for me to work out and get into better shape. Gail also claimed to be my “best friend” while she spread rumors about me, Gail had to die, she did not deserve to live for the rumors and lies she spread to about me. I decided to lure her into a fish boat that seemed empty, so that no one would see or find the body that quickly.
We walked onto the pier and into the boat, I opened my bag and gave her a Pepsi, inside the Pepsi I found some nightshade, grinded it and poured some of the powder into the drink. I got my cherry Coke out of my bag and opened the cap I hoisted my drink up and smiled at her.
“Cheers.”I said.
“Cheers.”She replied as she opened her drink and hoisted hers up to mine. We both drank our drinks for a brief moment, I looked at her and smiled.
“Mmmmh! What’s in this drink Havok?”She asked with curiousity.
“Nothing, it’s just Pepsi.”I explained as the lie escaped my lips
“Well, whatever it is, it tastes good.”She said smiling at me as she drank more. I grinned as she drank more. Then she suddenly stopped drinking. The poison must have been kicking in.
“What’s wrong, Gail?”I asked trying to ask innocently, but I couldn’t help but have this grin on my face, as Gail sat on the boat, my grin broadened. She put her hands to her neck and choked.
“Ugh-Ugh!”She coughed harshly. “Havok… Help me..” She pleaded in a raspy voice. I smirked and bent down.
“You see Gail. You shouldn’t have stolen my boyfriend Sami Callihan, and you shouldn’t have told all our my friends how I got lipo!” I exclaimed as I immediately got up and walked around full of anger. “You lied to me Gail! You lied!” I screamed as I looked at her. Her eyes closed and she laid on the floorboard of the boat. I stood there looking at her dead body. I began to chuckle, the chuckle turned into laughter, then that laughter turned into an uncontrollable laughter. I fell to my knees laughing hysterically. I stopped laughing ten minutes later, I got up and looked at her body one last time and smirked at my wonderful creation. I fled the scene and hid in the bushes, I wanted to see if the cops would admire my craftiness.
An hour later, I saw a car pull up the boat, a man got out and walked to boat he screamed and immediately dialed the police. Fifth-teen minutes later an ambulance and some police came. A black 2013 Mustang pulled up, I gasped when I saw Detective Damaris ‘Dean’ Ambrose getting out of his car. Dean was fairly muscular, he had short, wavy, dark brown hair that stopped at his neck. He was 6’4, he wore torn dark blue jeans, a white wife-beater shirt, a black leather jacket, and sometimes would wear cowboy boots or Converse. I saw Dean’s sidekick Charles Wesley Davis behind Dean. Wesley was slightly muscular, he had had short, straight, black hair that stopped at his neck. He was 5’10 , he wore black jeans, a dark red Avenged SevenFold shirt, a black leather jacket, and Vans. I saw them from the bushes, wondering if they would admire my work, they investigated the body and asked the man who found what had happened. I saw Dean leave the scene and drive away, while Wesley stayed and decided to investigate more. I wanted to talk to Wesley for some random reason, I grabbed a small rock and threw it at him. He looked at the bushes and pulled his gun out of the waistband of his jeans and slowly walked towards me.
“Hello?”He asked nervously, he stood there for a few brief moments then he walked away.
2 hours later the cops and ambulance left the scene with the body. I stood there still at the docks, deciding what my next move what would be. I stood there at the docks till dawn. Then it hit me, I’m moving to Sweden. No one will find me there! I will live there till my dying days. I jogged and walked back to my hotel, got my suitcase and headed to the airport, I had more than enough catch for one ticket to Sweden. No one will ever find out what I have done to Gail. No one ever will.
~Ten years later~
I walked to my apartment, I can’t believe it. Ten years ago I murdered Gail and got away with it. I opened my door to my apartment.
“It’s been awhile hasn’t it Jessicka?”A mysterious man asked me, he turned around in the chair facing towards me and smirked. My jaw dropped down to the floor. It was Detective Damaris ‘Dean’ Ambrose.
“How did you find me?!”I asked nervously.
“Quiet easy, you’re earrings were left at the sight of the crime when you killed Gail.” He stated. He walked towards me, and placed handcuffs on me.
“Jessicka Havok, you are arrested for murdering Gail Kim, you have the right to remain silent anything you say will be used against you in court.” He stated as he kicked the door open and walked out of the apartment complex. He loaded me into the back of the cop car. I pushed my head against the window, crying quietly. I took a bobby pin from my hair and lock-picked the handcuffs. I unsheathed my blade from my leather jacket. The blade was coated with Poison dart frog poison. I carried this in my jacket just in case I got caught. I didn’t want to go back to the US and be tried. I’d rather die now. I raised the blade up to my neck feeling tears roll down cheeks. I sniffed and slit my throat, like that of ripping of a band-aid. I heard Dean yelling as I slit my throat but I couldn’t make out what he said. I fell on the seat of the car while my blood poured out of my neck.
“The same mistake.”I told myself, then everything went black.
End
