𝘼𝙇𝙊𝙉𝙀 ; 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙎𝙤𝙘𝙞𝙚𝙩𝙮 [DISCONTINUED]

.trials & love yous

Today was a new day. That also meant another meeting at the church. As much as she hated going to them, this one she was looking forward to going to just to see if they would announce that Greg Dewey was the official person that was responsible for killing Cassandra.

"Did you tell them about Dewey?" Octavia whispered to Harry as he sat down next to her.

"Yeah,"

"Wait how did you know?" He was confused.

"He came and told me that we needed to thank him, clearly suggesting that he killed her," she made sure she said quietly, she didn't want anyone else to hear.

"Hey everyone, I'll keep it brief I just wanna give you an update," Allie started.

"There was an arrest this morning. Greg Dewey," the crowd started chattering, most in disbelief they couldn't believe that someone like him could possibly be responsible for shooting someone.

After the short meeting Octavia had to rush home to take her shift in making sure Dewey wasn't going to try and do anything stupid.

"Can you believe that. An undisclosed location, they've probably got him locked up in her room, handcuffed to a pole," Harry rushed to catch up to her.

"Actually he's in my basement," she laughed, watching him give her a confused look.

"You're siding with them now?" He was confused, he thought that she didn't want to be part of their little committee.

"No. Well not exactly. It was just I told them shit about Campbell which would make him look guilty and give more evidence that he was the killer but turns out he isn't, plus the guard lives at mine it was the perfect place to hold him," she briefly explained.

"You made Campbell look guilty? Why would you do that you know they're probably going to associate me with him," he felt as if he had been betrayed.

"No. I had told them that we were together that night, which by the way Allie didn't look to pleased about. And I didn't lie about Campbell I told them my experience with him, proved he's a psychopath," the two were now once again stood at the end of his drive way.

"That's a shame," he was smirking at her.

"What?" She was clueless, to her he made no sense.

"It's a shame for Allie," he tried to make his point as obvious, but Octavia was completely clueless, still.

"Why? Because you were too busy getting fucked up to go and sleep with her again," slight jealousy in her tone.

"No. It's a shame on Allie because I don't feel anything for her," his brown eyes met her green eyes.

"Right, Kelly," she dropped her head, staring at their feet.

"No," he laughed, causing her to look up at him. Usually Octavia got the hint straight away but when it came to feelings she was clueless.