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Lmao, this one already got me thinking, can't wait for y'all to read this one, will be mature, if you can't handle grisly stuff, don't read this. Hope you like it, enjoy!
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The smartly dress detective walked into the interrogation room with the prosecution lawyer following behind her. "Normani, this is Emma, she's gonna be in here to listen alright?" The singer nodded, not bothering to look at the cop. "Is there anything I can get you? Food, water? Do you need to use the restroom?" Normani shook her head, her shoulders starting to shake as she started to cry again and Y/n couldn't help but feel for the singer.
The detective uncuffed the singer, knowing she wasn't dangerous in the room. Y/n sat across from her, getting out a recorder and starting it. "Normani, can you tell us what happened yesterday?" It's quiet for a bit, but Y/n was patient with her, waiting for the singer to stop crying.
"I... I kidnapped my... my friends and k-killed m-my best friend!" She shouts, as a sob rips through her throat. She covers her face with her hands as she cries, her shoulders shaking as she sobs, and the lawyer handing over the box of tissues.
"Normani, why did it happen? Did they say something about you?"
"No! They all would never, but the fans," Normani scoffs and rolls her eyes, "the fans could be vicious. We all saw that when we were on tour together. But we all stuck up for each other. We were a family then, but now, we're barely friends. And I... I hurt them... her." The woman shakes her head as she squeezes her eyes tightly, trying not to think of it.
"You're doing really good Normani. Can you please tell me how you got them to your house?" The ebony singer closes her eyes as she takes a deep breath.
"I texted them, saying I wanted to see them. Have a small reunion, maybe a sleepover. We hadn't seen each other in so long, and I just... missed them. Of course, I had to ask L- her if Camila could come as well, since the break-up and everything, and she said she didn't care, they were on okay terms." Normani grabbed another tissue and blew her nose. Her head now resting on her hand as she stared at the tissue.
"Were you planning on killing all of them?"
"No!" Normani shouted as she gave a glare to the detective but it quickly becomes a frown and her bottom lips trembles. "No. No one was suppose to die, I just... just wanted an explanation."
"On what?" She stays quiet, closing her eyes as she plays with the tissues. "On what Normani?" Y/n asks softly.
"On why she wouldn't go out with me." Her voice pitches, the tissue going towards her mouth, covering it.
"Can you tell me what happened when they got there? What did you do?"
"When they arrived, I ordered pizza and put on a movie, wishing it was like old times, but it didn't feel like that. It was awkward at best. We felt uncomfortable, but I knew they didn't want to say anything, and bless Ally," Normani let out a small chuckle, her lips twitching upwards a bit. "Ally tried to make everything better. That's how she is, she's the most sweetest and kindest person I've ever met. But she was able to get us to laugh, and when the pizza arrived, I got us some wine and... and I crushed up sleeping pills and mixed it into the wine."
"How long did it take for them to fall asleep?"
"I don't know, at first, I thought they didn't work because it didn't seem like they were tired at all, but a few minutes later, they were yawning and nodding off. It wasn't that much longer before they fell asleep."
"Did you tie them up then?"
"Yea. Everything was in the kitchen waiting, and one by one I duck taped their hands and legs to the kitchen chairs." Y/n stared at Normani, raising her eyebrow.
"Do you need a minute Normani?"
The singer shook her head and sighed, "no, I wanna get this over with. It took them a few hours to wake up. Dinah woke up first, and she thought it was a joke. Thought she ate my food and this was my revenge for her eating it, but when she saw the others tied up, she started to freak out. I told her she wouldn't get hurt, I just wanted to talk to them, that's all."
"When did it turn?"
"When I was talking about Camila and Lauren being together. Said I wanted the same thing with Lauren, and she looked... I don't know, mostly surprised. She asked if I liked her like that, and I stared at her because I told her when she was dating Camila, I did."
Y/n cleared her throat as she looked through the notes. "A, Tyrone William Griffin?"
"Ty Dolla $ign, I'm sorry but what kind of rap name is that? He can't even rap! And when she told me she was dating him, I had gotten so mad. She said if something were to happen to her and Camila, she would give me a chance, but she moved on to the asshole. Hell, she didn't even tell us until we were about to go on hiatus."
"You must have been pretty upset that she just moved on like that."
"I was! But I wanted him dead more than anything. I didn't want to kill her, she just made me so angry. I kept asking why she wouldn't give me a chance and I guess i wore her out because she screamed at me she didn't like me like that. And I froze. How can you say you don't like me like that, but tease me constantly, send me sexy snaps of you half naked!"
"Did you ask her?"
Normani let out a scoffs as she rolled her eyes, "yea, and she said because she was fucken horny, lonely and high. God, she got me so angry and I just... I snapped. All my anger went towards her and I screamed while I kept stabbing and stabbing her!" Normani let out a sob, but kept talking. "I could only hear my screams as I stabbed her, and when I finally realized what happened, it was too late. The girl's were crying and screaming at me and at Lauren, wanting her to wake up. Camila passed out while Dinah yelled at me." Normani wiped her tears away, before looking up at Y/n. "They... they're okay, right?"
Y/n was caught off guard with the question, but nodded, Normani muttering ,"good" under her breath.
"I know what I did was wrong, and I accept everything fully. I don't need my lawyer, I plead guilty." Y/n looked at the prosecutor, who nodded and stood, which caused Y/n to stand.
"Okay, I'll get some things started, and I'll have an officer bring you something to eat. Do you want anything?"
"Pen and paper, I wanna write to them."
"Of course." Y/n grabs a new note pad and her pen, before walking out of the room and heaving a heavy sigh.
"Well, this will be a straight forward case."
"Yea, it's just upsetting." The lawyer promises to call Y/n later, and then asks another detective to get her lunch before getting started on her paperwork.
"Y/n, she wants to see you." She nods and finishes typing, before walking into the room.
"Yes?"
"Can you get these to them, tell them they don't have to read it, but it would be nice I guess."
"Of course," she grabs the papers and holds them in her hands. "You know, you could've ran, but you didn't, you admitted what you did was wrong which will get you help.with the judge. With good behavior and parole, you cool be out early."
"I don't deserve it."
"Neither did my wife, but it happened and here we are." Normani looked at Y/n, giving her a nod before Y/n leaves the room, and goes in search of the four ladies.
Another reason why love was a pain in the ass. Love kills.
