FROM A LAPDANCE TO THIS- completed

Hey siri, search how to hide a dead body

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I heard a knock at the door and I quickly got up from Eliza's side and looked through the peep whole before unlocking it and opening it
Payton: what did you do?!
He asked frustratedly as he took off his jacket and I locked the door
Y/n: she lunges at me payton, it was self defence
I tried to explain to him but there was no way this would make any sense
Payton: why Y/n! How could you be so fucking stupid?!
He asked me annoyed as he checked Eliza's pulse
Y/n: she was paying those girls Payton, she was paying them 10,000 each to say something shit about you
I agonised, Payton completely ignoring me as he moved his fingers around her neck to find her absent pulse
Payton: she's dead
He stood up and came over to my frozen self, engulfing me in a hug
Y/n: Payton if I didn't stab her she would have stabbed me, we have to go to the police, it was self defence!
I let out a frustrated cry as he held me in his arms
Payton: baby if there's no proof of it no one is going to believe it's self defence
He stressed as he let go off me and went back to Eliza's body.

He grabbed an old rag from the sink and wetted it before proceeding to wipe any blood remaining out of the carpet
Payton: we can't leave a trace Y/n
He told me as he cleared up the crime scene I had created only 30 minutes ago.

As every minute went by I started to feel more like a criminal... I had just killed someone-

Payton: okay we need to get Eliza out of this hotel so we can dump her somewhere
He told me as he washed his hands and chucked all of Eliza's clothes from her suitcase and put the blood covered rag and jacket in there
Bitch how do you know so much about this?-

Y/n: hey Siri, search how to hide a dead bo-
Payton ran over to me and grabbed the phone out of my hand, ending my previous conversation with Siri
Payton: Y/n if you do that, Siri will send the fucking FBI to our door and we'll either get arrested and spend the rest of our lives in a jail cell or we'll have to move out to Spain and change our whole fucking identify
He told me and took the phone, hiding it in his pocket

CABOOM... gimme my phone or I'll kill you too
I'm just kidding :)

Payton: okay help me get Eliza into the suitcase or something, anything we can take down normally
An idea popped to my head but I then realised how stupid it truly was
Y/n: what if we- no ever mind
Payton: what if we what y/n?
Y/n: nah It's stupid
I'm really not helping here-
I mean Payton's literally fitting her into the suitcase as we speak
Payton: for fuck sake Y/n just tell me!
Jeez okay
But it's stupid
Y/n: what if we put her in the bathtub and frame it as suicide?
I asked blankly as I blew a bubble with the gum in my mouth
Payton: you're useless
He said as he popped the bubble and push me out of the way
Bitch-

So erm... she's in the suitcase, and it's all zipped up, pahaha IT FITS

anyways

I'm shaking... not really

Me and Payton are wheeling a suitcase out of a hotel that we didn't even stay one night in and we're leaving with a dead body which no one even knows is in there yet

Update-

In the car, Eliza is in the trunk and we're driving to some sort of farm or something...

"MANGOLLA'S SLAUGHTER HOUSE"

nice :)

I heard some screaming- pigs screaming

Payton stopped the car in literally like the muddiest area EVER
Payton: get out
He ordered as we both got out and he went to the trunk and pulled the suitcase out
Oh he strong strong.