Murder number 5

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Four hours later

I wipe the blood off of me and sigh. This kill somehow got out of the ties and attempted to escape. He didn't get far.

But it did make the kill messy as hell. There's blood everywhere and on me. It was gross to say the least. And this is why I don't use guns.

They're so loud and leave gross messes. My thoughts go out to whoever has to clean this room. I walk out the bathroom and grab my stuff. So much for going out for a drink after this.

I would usually have to wipe away any prints but when I heard that the fbi were involved I wore gloves and payed with cash like usually. I do not plan on getting caught.

And if I do get caught I will die before I go to jail or prison. My plan is to either get away with this or die before they can arrest me.

I grab my stuff and walk out the room. Hopefully no one will notice that I'm covered in blood. I don't want to have to hurt anymore who doesn't deserve it. I already felt bad for the mess. No one who doesn't deserve to die should die.

"Miss is that blood?" Great. Someone saw me. Just what I need right now. I look at her and shake my head. Just lie. Lying is the easiest way to get out of things.

"Oh ok. Sorry for bothering you." I smile and try not to sigh. Lucky for me it's super dark so she can't see my face. And she hadn't because she wasn't in the office when I asked for a room.

"It's ok miss. I would do the same if I saw someone covered in something red." She smiles and walks into her room. That was lie. I wouldn't bother to care enough.

How was I gonna get to my room without my family seeing me? It's Friday which means they're having a family night. Which usually goes into 1. Once my mom goes to bed my siblings play video games.

I'll figure that out once I actually leave the hotel. Which means walking to my car and not standing in my spot like a crazy person.

I grabbed my keys and unlock my car. It was a nice night. Not to cold. It was night like these I would stay at the beach with my dad. Those were good times.

I get in my car and drive home.

Next morning

"Police and fbi are currently at the scene. They have given us no information but we update will you when we can." If they wouldn't tell you anything when you asked they won't now.

"I find it so hard to believe that someone would kill those poor men." yeah I'm sure their so innocent. I pour myself a cup of coffee and look at my mom.

"I feel bad for their families." My mom nods and turns off the tv. It must be time for her to go to work. I'll be home alone so I might just nap.

"I'm off to work. Love you sweetie." I nod at her and she kisses my cheek. She leaves and I yawn. I went to sleep at like 4 am. I'm so tired.

I go to take a sip of coffee when there's a knock on the door. You got to be kidding me. It's 8 in the morning. What's so important that you have to be here at 8 am?

I go over to the door and open it. There were 4 guys and 2 girl. They had fbi vests on. Crap.

"How can I help you?" Don't act scared. Don't act suspicious. Just act normal. Which is pretty easy.

"Are you Hazel Wood?" Crap crap crap. How did they figure out it was me? I covered my tracks so well. I didn't mess anything up.

"I am." Reid shows up behind them and I sigh. I told a fbi agent my real name. How stupid could I be?

"You're under arrest."

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