Escrita por: ~Silver_LiningCl
It's been three weeks since I attend Daniel's party, and I don't think he will be throwing another one any time sooner after that dating site joke.
It just seemed like a perfect timing to do something crazier and much better than dating sites.
The only human component is time. The duration of some events is way too slower, for example if you are in college, while sometimes the time can be passing really quickly that you don't know how to get out from that certain situation.
But not always people get to come out clean every possible time, so they end up in custody. Especially if you are being me.
"Miss Jonson, its really lovely to see you again here. It's been too long since the last time you were brought in. I was actually wondering if you have gave up from your, "troublesome" life while making everything much harder for your parents." Detective Clarkson said while flipping the pages of my file. "What happened to you? Last time I checked you were so sweet and lovely little girl who'd always say something funny. Now! Now, you're just getting that title here as a Wicked Rosie."
"Hah!" I laughed out loud on the nickname some people managed to came up with around this place. I mean come on, it is funny, and kind of true. I might look sweet and lovely from the outside but when you get to meet me now, people would say I am wicked. I am always ready for a trouble. "Eh, tell me Clark, who was it that gave me this nickname, 'cause I would really like to thank him for this. I just love it." I said with a huge smile across my face that was spreading from ear to ear. He literally gave up. Clarkson angrily closed my file while I chuckled knowing I have won, again. I mean they can't possibly lock me without any evidence.
I mean, its not like I am some major criminal like Iron-Cut, The Mad Hatter or Matrix Cyrus of whom I am a huge fan, Matrix Cyrus of course. He is my favorite of all possible criminals that are out there in the world. Not to mention that he is currently on the number one list in top ten Most Wanted in USA.
"I'll find something, I promise you that. And when I do, I'll make sure you stay locked for the rest of your life." Clarkson tried to keep his act of a bad guy, but really, it wasn't working out for him. I mean it is just not his thing.
"Don't you think you are getting it little bit to far, Clarkson?" I asked as I kept playing with him, but not to complain, it was something I usually do. That's what makes me so perfect.
"Get out, before I decide to keep you here for the night." Clarkson said angrily and I gave him an ironic smile before I left the room. "Damn that girl is getting on my nerves."
"Just like Matrix Cyrus, seems like he will be having quite a competition around here if she continues this way. Do you really think she assisted in that murder?" Meet Taylor Butler, Clarkson's partner who has been helping him to find that Matrix Cyrus guy, who killed twenty woman between the age of 16-29.
"I really hope she did so I can lock her up as well."
But, lets be serious for a moment. Me, just a regular nineteen year old teenager being capable of murder?! First of all I might have the skills and the right criteria when it comes to breaking people's bones and how am I breaking them, or being perfectly precise when telling how I'd like to kill someone doesn't mean I would be capable of pulling it. Honestly I have never killed a person in my life. That comes as the second thing you should know about me, and that is that I don't stand seeing blood. I just don't have the stomach for it, or maybe I do but I just don't know it yet. And third thing, I don't even know that guy.
"Okay, maybe I do know him, but still, Siobhan it doesn't mean I killed him. I literally have nothing against him. He was always so nice to me, he was almost like a brother to me." I said while playing with my food on a plate as I tried to have a dinner with Siobhan and tell her what has been going on.
"Or maybe, you should try harder not to get into any kind of trouble? Look, Mae I love you, I care about you, but this has gone too far. Don't you think its time to try to stay away from all kind of trouble and try to focus on your college? Isn't that what you want?!" No, at least not anymore.
I just don't think I will be able to continue my life properly until I find out who killed my father and why. I just won't have peace until I find that person, get the answers I need and kill him.
"Honestly, I don't know what I want anymore." I said on what the entire west side, my side of the restaurant lightened up while destroying everything on its way. "Siobhan!!" I called for her as the entire room was swallowed by the engulfed smoke and hungry fire who was taking every life that found itself on its way.
"Mae!!" I could hear her but I couldn't see her and it was driving me crazy. I ran to the nearest gas extinguisher and taking it off the wall while try to find Siobhan. "Mae, where are you?!" And than I finally saw that famous messy black hair that always had to be in a high ponytail.
"Stay with me!!" I shouted through the fire while trying to get her out from this place. I was so close getting her out when someone pulled me down for my shoulders and found himself on top of me. "Siobhan, go out!!" I managed to scream before my opponents hands found themselves around my neck while trying to choke me.
"Die you bitch?!" A female voice?! How odd! "You will pay for what you did to my husband!!" Ah, now everything has made sense, but why go through all that trouble killing many other people just to make sure I am dead. Do it personally than, I mean that's what I'd do, if I had to.
"Should have seen that one coming." I said as I managed to hit her in the throat and get her of off me.
And just in the moment I managed to restore my balance the woman tried to attack me once again only this time I beat her in it before she even got a chance to throw a punch.
That was also when I felt the knife under my hand I instinctively stabbed it in her upper arm making her scream and then breaking her arm as I switched her for 180° turning it in the other way. I had to use both of my hands to get a hold of her neck, as she was taller from me for five inches, and trying to get a hold of her until she didn't stopped fighting. But no, that was certainly not the plan. I didn't meant on killing her.
And just as I let go of her the loud shot from the gun echoed through my ears just as the pain jolted through my leg and I made my way at the back of the restaurant quickly before the police got a hang of me.