When I got there, I saw police officers sitting in chairs looking at the monitors, I slowly walked to the chief office. I saw the chief talking to one of the detectives when the guy turned around, he was the same guy who accused me of murdering my roommate, which I didn't. His black hair was slicked back in a nice style. He was wearing a grey uniform with golden cuffs on the end of his sleeves. His tie was plain black. When he walked towards me, he had a playful smile, he leaned in towards me. "We'll see if you really killed your roommate." He used one of his hands to beckon me. So I followed. I stayed close behind him, when I looked in his hand, he had a folder. On the front in big letters, it said. MURDER. A murder? Well, he got it all wrong. I followed him in a tiny room. The curtains were hanging down so that no one could see or hear.
"You may sit." I sat down in an uncomfortable chair, I shifted a little to get comfortable. He sat across me and he folded his hands together. "So, let me start with a simple question. Where were you the night before you went to see her?" I shifted uncomfortably. "I was with Toby the night before I went to my dorm," I stated firmly, trying not to be nervous, which I shouldn't be nervous in the first place, because I didn't do anything wrong. He looked at me and I could see that in his eyes that he didn't believe me. "So, what did you guys do when you were in your dorm?"
"We both fell asleep." He got the folder and opened it slightly. He got out a few papers out and scattered it around the table. "Look at this one." He flipped the paper around so I could see it. In the first sentence, it said that she got hit in the back of the head by something curved and the surface of it was sharp, it said it damaged the skull.
It also said at her neck a sharp blade sliced her neck. Who could have done this? I looked up at the guy, he had a smirk on his face. "Who could have done this?"
"Well, there are some people on the campus. So, did anybody come by that night?" When I was about to protest someone came in. "Excuse me? Did I interrupt your little interview?" I knew that voice from anywhere. He had a smile plastered on his face. I quickly ran to him and wrapped my arms around him. He gave me a big hug. I placed my head in the crook of his neck. I felt his hand run through my hair. "Toby, what are you doing here?" I looked up at him and smiled. "Well, I was coming to your room to see how you were doing. Then I realized that you were going down to the station." We were interrupted by a voice. "Excuse me? You're not supposed to be in here. So, you can get out, now?" Toby looked at the detective then he looked back at me. I felt his body go hot. I placed my hand on his chest to stop him from going after him. "Come on Toby." He pulled me closer to him.
We then walked out. "You will be back here soon young lady." I tried to forget about it, but I just couldn't. Toby and I ate on the way back to campus. Toby and I decided to have a little walk. Toby wore a black hoodie with grey washed jeans. "So, Abigail? Do you like me?" I stopped and looked up at him. I shocked by what he said, he just like blurted it out of nowhere. He looked at me with a soft expression on his face. My face flushed, it felt hot out here, or was it just me? He went to walk behind me, I then felt his arms under my legs and on my back. He picked me up bridal style. He leaned down and whispered. "Am I going to get answer princess?" He grinned as he said it, I felt his warm breath on my neck, his breath started to tickle my ear. "How about a yes? I like you, Toby." He smiled and he kissed my neck slowly, his soft tender lips touch my neck send little vibrations throughout my body. I just wanted to be like this, forever.
He brought me in his room, both of his hands were on either side of my face. He tilted my head up to look at him. I slowly placed my hand in his hair, he took my shirt off and my black bra was exposed. I slipped his shirt off and his abs were exposed. I placed my hand on his abs, I traced it with the tip of my finger. He placed his hands on my hips, his thumb traced my hip bone, it felt tingly. He leaned down and kissed my tender lips, our lips collided and he picked me up, I wrapped my legs around his waist. We didn't break the kiss. His lip pressed onto mine. His hands ran up and down my body. His touch was soft and tender. I curled my hands in his hair. He backed me up into the wall. He placed kisses on my neck slowly. I felt his mouth sucking on my neck, leaving small hickeys. I loved the way he smelled. "I. Love. You." He groaned as he said it. I then whispered in his ear. "I. Love. You. Too." He placed soft kisses on my jawline. It felt good to feel his kisses, I waited so long for this. Our kisses went slowly, then we picked up the pace. I heard a knock on the door, Toby looked back at the door then back at me. "Who is it?" I asked confused. "Well? Let's go check it out. Oh, get dressed." He said. I grabbed my shirt, luckily I didn't take my pants off. He put his shirt back on, it fitted perfectly around his body. I couldn't help but blush. When he opened the door, I saw the same guy standing there, he looked at me up and down, a smirk plastered on his face. "Kitty miss me?"
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The KillerMystery / Thriller
Abigail is a girl who is 18, a young girl died last year from a killer, which the cops couldn't solve the case, because the killer was a master at killing, Abigail was afraid that he might come after her, but she wasn't afraid of that. She was afrai...