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AJ walked into his house to find the others sitting on the furniture, Nick
crying. " God, can you guys call before you... what's wrong with Nick?" He asked
noticing Nick was crying.
" Don't play AJ. You know why." Brian said.
" No...."
" Someone killed Michelle last night. Slit her throat." Howie said.
" Holy.. Are you OKay Nick?" AJ asked.
" You bastard.." Nick mumbled. " Fuck AJ! Why'd you kill her?" Nick said getting up.
" God, what's up with everyone thinking I did this. There are over 2 million people
in this town and your accusing me!" AJ said storming upstairs.
· Trisha and Kevin's ·
Kevin walked down the stairs and into the kitchen to find his girlfriend Trisha
stirring a pitcher of lemonade. " Hey baby." She said noticing he had changed.
" Hey Trish."
" Are you going somewhere?"
" Yeah, I am going to go to Brian's. And remember Jessie is staying over here
tonight." Kevin said.
" Oh yeah. I haven't seen her in a while." Trisha said putting down the pitcher.
" Yep. Well, I have to go. I love you baby." Kevin said pecking her on the lips.
" I love you too." She said as he walked out of the door.
Trisha made her way up the steps, and walked into the guest room. She opened
the closet and grabbed sheet for the bed, and began to make it. She heard something
break downstairs, and headed down. The kitched light was on which she had turned off
and she poked her head in to see broken glasses on the floor. " Hello?!?" She called
out throughout the house.
She walked back upstairs and into the guest room. The lights flickered off, leaving it
dim inside. Trisha felt the pressence of someone behind her and turnned around to come
face to face with someone. They grabbed her by her arms and pushed her to the ground,
making her dissy from the force she had hit the ground with. " Who are you?"
" I'm afraid I can't tell you that." They said walking over to her. They grabbed her
by the ankels and began to dragged her across the room. " STOP!" she yelled hitting
her head on things in the room.
" Stop?" They person asked. " Your life is going to stop really soon."
" Leave me alo-!" She began to scream but was cut off by masking tape across her
mouth. He straddled her, holding her hands above her had to keep her from ripping
the tape off. He began to tie rope around her rist andsecured it cutting off the
surculation to both of her hands. She screamed against the masking tape, but it
was muffled as he pulled a gun out of his coat pocket. " Sorry sweety. Your really
hot, and I bet you're a good fuck, but I'm going to have to kill you." He said
putting the gun to her head and pulled the trigger.
" I hope Trisha got the guest room set for you." Kevin said pulling up to the driveway.
" If she didn't I can do it. I don't mind." She said getting out of the car.
Kevin grabbed her bag and they walked into the house. All of the lights were off, and Kevin
began turning them on. " Trisha! We're here!" He yelled leading her up the steps. " She
must have gon to sleep. I'll show you your room." He said as they walked into the guest
room.
He turned on the light and saw the bed set but with no conforter. " She didn't finish. Jessie,
get a conforter out of that closet." He said.
She walked slowly across the room and opened the closet and immediately screamed. Kevin
shot up and ran over to where she was to see Trisha hanging in the closet by her rist. Kevin
began to cry and knew exactly who did it...