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XXXVIII

Amara Winters' POV
I was held hostage by Jane, by Jane Turner, the girl I'd trusted since the first day I'd arrived in this town! She was my friend, she never gave me a reason to doubt her or to be suspicious of her. And I surely never gave her a reason to want to kill me! I was deeply hurt and scared. Jane had been the killer all along... That's why she was so interested in the case. That's why she wanted to know everything that we found out, every clue, every discovery. That's how she was always one step ahead of us, she'd been using me as a source for information the whole time!

"So it all started a few years ago, I had finished my internship and I was gonna work at the police department as a secretary. Then I met Harry Styles and Niall Horan, the newest addition to the police force. They were exactly how you'd imagine best friends would be, they were inseparable. They always lit up the room when they entered, they had the best jokes and they were the kindest people you'd ever meet. Plus, they were extremely handsome. Everywhere they went, girls were drooling over them, fake giggling at every sentence that left their mouth, sticking by their side everywhere they went. And they loved it, they loved the attention they got. They didn't care about the people who were right in front of them, the people who liked them for who they actually were, not only their appearance." Jane's jaw clenched and she tightly held the knife, making me fear for my life. She then laughed like a lunatic and the grip on the knife loosened.

"I followed them around for years, fulfilling every need, yet they never paid any attention to me. I tried so hard to make them like me, to make them notice me and appreciate me, to get closer to them. Then, Niall got a girlfriend..." She chuckled and her eye twitched, her fist tightening around the knife again.

"I started focusing more on Harry and soon realized that he would be way better for me. He wouldn't trade me in for someone else once he had me. He just needed to notice me." She smiled and I gulped. I was trapped in a room with a delusional person. She really thought that Harry and Niall were her possession. That's fucking insane!

"But Niall's girlfriend started taking them to clubs, they went out every Friday night. I always dressed up gorgeously, yet they still didn't notice me. I did notice how Harry turned into a player. He always got with a girl on those nights, only to never call them again. It made me so angry, he was supposed to be noticing me, he was supposed to be with me. Not fooling around with some random girls he met at a club." She spoke, making me quietly sigh and mentally roll my eyes. What a drama queen, let the damn man live.

"Niall's girlfriend kept setting people up with Harry and that made me very pissed. Then she was caught cheating with her brother's best friend. Niall was devastated, he would get drunk off his ass every night to forget what that girl had done to him. After four months of me finally getting a bit closer to them, she showed up again, begging Niall to take her back. Niall rejected her, but she kept harassing him, blowing up his phone and all..." she trailed off, looking at her knife with twinkles in her eyes, "so I killed her." She smiled, suddenly keeping the knife she was playing with up in the air, jumping up as she did so. She froze for a whole minute, making me hold my breath and wait in anticipation. My breathing sped up with fear as I stared at the insane person in front of me. She started giggling and slid back down on the chair, slowly lowering the knife.

"The bitch had it coming."