A love to die for.

Chapter 25: Why would you do that?

Avas statement has finally come in. I have no clue why it took her so long to write it. Im on my way to the police station, when I come across the cafe where Austin was waiting for me last time. I stop in my traces when tears start to prickle in my eyes. Breathe in, breathe out. I repeat this a few times until Im sort-of ready to continue walking. Im going to solve

this case, for you Austin and Jackson.

When I enter the police station, it looks like there had a bomb exploded right before I came in. Press is everywhere, which I think isnt that weird since the news about Austin has just rolled out into the media. But it does annoy me, since I come here to solve this case while they hold up the police officers.

I walk over to the reception desk which is manned by Sophie. Ive known her since Jacksons case just like Nick. She sends me a smile when I make my way over. Finally, a friendly face. That bad, huh? I ask her laughing. Unbelievably bad. They have been here since 8 am trying to get more information, while no one of the officers will give them any. I dont understand why they dont just go away. She sighs. She rests her face on her hand palm. Its their job. They get paid to annoy us. I dont care. I just want them gone. Besides, Austins and Jacksons case wont be solved any time soon if they wont leave. She points out. Thats not true. But I have to go, I have a meeting with Nick. A meeting, huh?

Shut up, Sophie. Her laughter follows me as I turn around to get on my way to Nick.

Everyone here mocks Nick and me about the fact that were spending so much time together. Which is nonsense, since I have just lost two boyfriends to a crazy murderer. I turn around the last corner and spot Nick already waiting for me by our usual room.

Hey, sorry I was talking to Sophie. Hey. Its okay. We havent started yet. He holds the door open for me and I enter the room. Hey, Det. Jefferson. Ms. Erins, please have a seat. He smiles. Have you read Avas statement, yet? I ask immediately as I sit down.

No. We waited for you to get here. So, if youre ready Absolutely. Austins death made me realize that this person is even more dangerous than I could ever imagine. So, we need to stop him or her. To you the honours then. Unless youre unstable to read it? Det. Jefferson places a closed white envelope in front of me.

Im ready. I tell them. Carefully I rip open the envelope. My hands reach in it to grab

the letter.

Dear police officers, and Sybil. Im sure enough that youll be reading this letter too, am I wrong? Probably not, youre so predictable Sybil, it bores me. I actually think that Jackson died because he was bored of you. Alright sorry; that was a bit too rude, wasnt it?

Im not his killer, Sybil. And I think that its harsh of you to think that I am. Its true that I had a fight with Jackson that night. If you could call it a fight; it was more a friendly discussion to my opinion. I will tell you what our discussion was about, but only because I want Jacksons killer to be found. But you must keep it a secret. If this comes out, not only my life will be ruined but also Mr. Richardsons life.

Mr. Richardson from chemistry? What has she to do with him? Who is Mr.

Richardson? Nick asks confused. I look up at him. Our chemistry teacher. He was new to our school and pretty hot. He had just graduated and was only like 25 years old. Every girl had a crush on him. I explain to them. You too? Nick raises his eyebrow. Well, not a crush. I had Jackson, remember? But he was hot. I dont know why he wasnt a PE teacher; he would fit right in with that body. Alright, continue the letter. Nick tells me.

I roll my eyes laughing and continue the letter.

You must remember how cute he was, right? Its hard to forget. On one Tuesday afternoon when all classes where done, I asked him for a tutor lesson for the upcoming test.