Moving to a new city, with new friends, and better opportunities; a fresh new start was everything that Nicolette Singh needed. Until she realizes it is one of the worst mistakes she could have made. When she turns up dead, everyone is a suspect.
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After the shenanigans that went on with Tania and Papo, I've been staying at Romario's for the last 2 weeks only going to the apartment to get some clothes and things I needed. I kept my door locked to my room so I just hope they don't do anything stupid and try to fuck with my stuff. I was over this already. I swear no matter where I went, drama ensued. I found a nice little studio apartment in Allston so that I could move out of there. It was a little further from school but it was better than the alternative. I wasn't going to put myself in an uncomfortable situation. The only thing is I couldn't move for another week. I didn't really care to stay with Romario all this time. I like my space. I was starting to contemplate if moving here was the best idea. I felt bad because I really liked Tania and would have never did anything to make her hate me. I was furious at Papo for putting me in that situation. Romario was pissed as well. I had to convince him to not go to the gym and fuck Papo up for kissing me. It was just a lot. I was alone in his apartment as he had an afternoon class and had to do a few things in the office at work. I was laying on the couch, watching reruns of The Chapelle Show when the doorbell rang. I went and answered it.
"Who is it", I asked through the intercom.
"Trey", the voice came through the speaker causing me to immediately roll my eyes.
"Mario's not here at the moment", I said hoping he would go away.
"I already know that. He told me he will be here in a half so I'll wait. Buzz me up, yo".
Ugh, I hate him so much. I reluctantly buzz him in. I really didn't want to be in the apartment alone with him so I will just hide out in the bedroom until he comes home. I open the door and Trey walks in. I tell him he can wait in the living room and grab my stuff to head to the bedroom.
"Why are you here?", Trey asks, stopping me in my tracks.
"Um because my boyfriend lives here, why are you here?", I asked clearly annoyed by the question.
"No, why are you here, in Boston. Why doesn't anyone know anything about you?"
I was super irritated now. Who the hell is he to be questioning me about anything. "Why does it matter. Frankly, it's none of your business." I start heading toward the direction of the bedroom when the next thing out of his mouth stops me in my tracks.
"So did you set the fire that killed your parents? I mean, you were in the house, right, so how are you the only one who made it out". I turned around and just glared at him. "Yeah, I know", he said as if answering the question I didn't ask. "Does Romario know that you killed your parents?". I was enraged at this point. I walked up to him and got in his face, pointing my finger in it.
"You should mind your damn business because you don't know shit". He grabbed my hand and looked closely at the healed burn.
"So, I am right". I snatched my hand and smacked him causing him to grab my arm and hem me up against the wall.
