Damian had to stay at the station for a few extra hours so he had a friend take me home. I pulled my jacket tighter around my chest while the air filled with a light flurry of snow. I dreaded opening the front door, since I didn't like being alone I just sat down on the couch while I waited on him. "Should I make a Footbook? I never had one when I was younger." "Footbook is so old, make a Blisstagram instead," Ace scoffed. I could tell that Thorn scowled at him, "let her do what she wants." I can't explain how I know what their facial expressions are, but I can just feel it. I pulled out the phone the chief gave me, "this little device can track my every move and everything I do on it. Too bad I'm just gonna put cat pictures all over it." "Gotta get some pics of Frumpy cat," Thorn said half-jokingly. After spending a couple of hours on Facebook and adding a few people that I went to school with, my old best friend messaged me. I was terrified to open it, she was the only friend I didn't kill because I liked her, envied her even. Before I snapped her parents made her switch schools so I didn't have any friends after that. "Do it. Respond to her," Ace said urgently. "Take your time. Just breathe and she might still be the same girl that you used to know," Thorn said gently. But after sitting there for five minutes arguing with the two of them, and getting three more messages, I finally opened it. Kayla: "Hey Cas, I'm sorry about what happened when we were younger. Now that you are free I hope you're better so we can hang out again." Kayla: "you were just on Facebook where could you have gone." Kayla: "I swear to god I will come to your house woman if you don't answer!" I couldn't help but laugh, "Yep, that's Kayla. Wanting to hang out with a murderer and even threatening her." "She hasn't changed a bit," Thorn said with a proud smile. I replied, "sorry, geez I thought your message was gonna be way worse than that. Calm your tits." She responded, "I will not Kakuma my Tatas. When are you free so we can hang the fuck out woman?" I shook my head with a giggle, "I have no idea I'm kind of on house arrest with a detective. His name is Damian." With no hesitation she replies, "IS HE HOT?! This information is crucial." My eye twitched, "how is that crucial information?" Her only response was, "Because I have to know if my bestie is staying with a super hottie and I'm afraid of what erotic things she might do to him." She still calls me her bestie. I groaned in frustration, "IM STILL A FUCKING VIRGIN WOMAN!" The ditzy woman replies with, "Oh yeah, I forgot about that. Well, that would mean if he ever found out then he could do erotic stuff to you." I forgot why she was ever my friend when she is such a huge pervert, "If he did it without my consent do you think he would live to tell the tale?" She said, "Good point, alright well I'm going to bed. Be sure to send me a pic of McHottie when you get the chance. Goodnight." I sighed, "Goodnight Kayla." I threw the phone down and scowled at it, "Facebook is a curse." "You know you missed her," Ace said devilishly.
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When Damian got home I was a burrito wrapped in a blanket with the TV on cartoons. He threw his bag on the floor next to the couch, "you ok?" I groaned and wiggled a little bit. He threw himself down next to my burrito self and then leaned onto me as if we had known each other for years. My face couldn't have been redder. I leaned back into him but ended up laying my head on his chest with the covers covering my face. He brushed the hair that was hanging out and smiled down at me, "Want me to order some pizza?" I nuzzled him like a cat. He patted my head and reached for his cellphone, "I'll take that as a yes." "Is he treating you like a child or is he flirting?" Ace asked.
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I stared at my pizza in my hand, "do you think I'm a monster?" He swallowed hard on his bite and pounded his chest, "why do you ask that?" I shrugged, "someone commented that on my profile picture." He elbowed me, "well that person who commented is the nut job. That was years ago, but you are better now Cas. I trust that you won't do that again, and I hope you trust me to protect you from people like that person," he rubbed some sauce off my cheek. My cheeks ran hot again and he laughed at them. We sat there kind of cuddled on his small couch while watching some new Hatman cartoon. "I think our little Cas is growing up," Thorn said sadly. "We need to help her in this flirting game," Ace added. "But she can't marry a man that she just met," Thorn pointed out. "Cuddling on the damn couch is not going to lead to marriage," Ace said angrily. At some point in the night, he brought some beers and we shared two bottles. "Ok, who would win, Hatman or Bolverine?" he took the last swig from his bottle. I laughed, "Bolverine, no one can kill him." I leaned into his side. "Uh, Cas," Damian poked my hand, "what happened to you after you got home, you seemed angry?" My body tightened and I sprung up, "my stupid friend Kayla found me on Facebook and when I mentioned I was staying with you all she asked was if you were hot and if I was sleeping with you." He stared at me for a minute and then busted out laughing, like bust a gut laughing, "well for one this isn't a movie where that stuff happens after a day, and two why does she care if I'm hot?" I shrugged, "any guy I managed to look at that's all she talked about, and anytime I liked a guy she would hook up with him." He looked at me sadly," that sounds like a shitty friend." I raised my arms, "I know right! Now she wants to hang out, I kind of liked her as a friend in Highschool but after thinking about how she treated me I'm surprised I didn't kill her too." I have to admit that whenever I did like a guy I never told her, so I guess my brain realized that it wasn't her fault. He took a sip of my beer, "yea what the hell were you thinking?" "Hey!" I snatched my beer out of his hand, "I think it's time for bed." He nodded, "alright," and then he just threw his head back onto a pillow. I put a blanket on him, "ugh, stupid lightweight. Two beers and you're out like a light."
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I have been living at Damian's house for about a month now. The chief was having trouble getting the last suspect in for questioning. The first two had concrete alibis but they wanted me to question them in case they were fake alibis. I could tell just by their behavior that they were innocent. During this whole month, there weren't any new murders. I spent almost every night going through the files to no avail. Damian and I grew a little closer every day as if we had known each other all our lives, we had so much in common that it was crazy. There was never a boring day in his house.
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I woke up to the smell of bacon cooking. It made me pop up out of bed real quick. I then shuffled to the living room, as I passed by I noticed a little pink bag on the couch. Then a little black fluffy dog popped out of the bag and started barking at me. "What the hell is that thing?" Ace sounded a little scared. "It's just a domeranian," Thorn groaned, "the worst it can do is bite your non-existent ankles." Ace gasped, "but my non-existent ankles are my best feature." "Cloe, shut up! You have no re-" a blonde woman with the body of a model, a perfect tan, and gorgeous face sauntered into the living room in her heels that made her about five foot six, and she locked her dark blue eyes on me with disgust, "who the hell are you?" I groggily rubbed my head, "sorry princess but I live here. Who the hell are you?" She flipped her hair and left the room. "Nice meeting you too bitch," I shuffled into the kitchen, "good, she didn't touch my bacon." I wasn't told that it's my bacon, but I lay claim to it. I picked up a floppy piece and shoved it into my mouth. "You are disgusting!" she was back and her mouth was talking. I groaned and ate another piece, "why...are you even...mph...here?" She shook her head, "I'm here for my Damian, he called me over."
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Well at that moment Damian came in carrying a box, "I didn't call you over, and stop calling me YOUR Damian. We broke up two months ago." He handed me the box, "open this while I escort her out." I shrugged, "ok then." I could hear her yelling from the living room, but I ignored her. I peeled back the flaps of the box, on top was a stuffed wolf, "the police took this from me..." He came back into the room and blushed, "well it was in the evidence locker, but since you no longer have a case they let me take back some of your stuff." The sound of glass shattering echoed from the living room to the kitchen, "Cas, you keep looking at your lost stuff, I'll go check out what that noise was. Brandy better not have broken my window again." I wanted to go look to, but when I tried to leave he shook his finger at me. I let out a small sigh and peeked into the box, "my favorite t-shirt?" It was in my bag after I killed my family and tried to leave my house. It had three little kittens wrestling on it, its fabric was so soft that I would just fall right asleep in it if I was relaxed. I pulled it on, "it still fits," I looked back into the box of mystery, "some of my old DVDs, my backpack, and...........my old memory box." I pulled the box out slowly, it was maybe the size of a laptop. I wanted to open it, but couldn't remember what was inside. "Come on Cas," Ace encouraged, "it shouldn't be too bad." "I don't know about that," I hesitated with my words, "what if it's from that time?" "What if it's from before?" Thorn asked. "Then I will take it to their headstones and place it on their grave," I said proudly. I could feel Thorn smile. I started to open the box when Damian came in followed by the girl from before. "I'm changing the locks again, and I'm filing a restraining order," Damian was pissed, "this is the fifth time you have broken into my house. Do you know how much trouble you will be in?" She just flipped her hair and ignored his words, "they will just release me the next day, the perks of being the chief of police's daughter." Damian handcuffed her to the kitchen table, "not this time, you are going to be locked up for a while, or at least put on house arrest." Her face turned to fear and shock, "no Damian please, I have a job, and what about Cloe?" I chewed on another piece of bacon, "I could...mph...take care...of her." "What about my ankles!" Ace said in shock. Damian nodded, "there you go, a dog sitter while you are in jail for a few months."
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Damian called one of his friends, as they talked on the phone she kept giving me mean looks. "You got a problem blondy?" I asked her with a wave of bacon near her face. She looked disgusted again, "It's Brandy and you are my problem, I know exactly what you did, yet you get to be here and not taken away in cuffs. It's not right and it isn't fair, you should still be in that asylum for what you did. You'll probably kill my precious Chloe." I laughed and shook my head, "yet...I am here...staying here...working with him...and you...are going to...be...mph...gone. Plus BLONDY, I don't kill animals. They are defenseless." I love bacon so I couldn't help but eat it like it was some sort of candy. She looked at me like I was a freak. I just packed my box back up, "your little faces don't phase me, I killed tons of people that made worse faces than that." She looked scared then. I laughed at the shocked look on her face, "I'm not going to kill you, idiot, not as long as I have the hope of freedom and making an honest living." She just sighed and sat on the stool, "why are you even here if you murdered all those people?" I stopped chewing and swallowed hard, my hair hid my eyes as I stared at the floor, "I'm trying to make up for all those deaths by helping the police with current murder cases, especially this new murderer that is terrorizing the city."
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She straightened up then, "so you think that helping the police will wipe away all that you have done?" I placed the box back on the table and stared at her, "I know what I did cannot be undone, I see the faces of all those people every time I go to sleep. So I don't need some bossy blonde bitch reminding me of what I did!" She smirked, "I'm sorry, I've just never met a killer before." I sighed, "you know there was this younger girl that I killed, she was maybe nine. You remind me of her, bratty and bossy." "What did you do?" She asked curiously. "What do you think?" I crossed my arms, "I took away her only chance at having a childhood." She looked down at her feet. I started laughing, "but to be honest she is the one I wish I could bring back." She just shook her head and went back to the dirty looks, "I'm not going to be in trouble long, and before you know it I'll be going back to banging Damian again, so if you even think that there is a chance between the two of you, you have another thing coming because there is no way in hell he will fall for a monster like you." There is that word again, "Ya know, I could show you a real monster, just for shits and giggles." Then her face went back to terror as I came inches away from her perfectly dolled-up skin. Of course, she didn't know what I meant. I went to my memory box and opened it instead, I pulled out the photo of my father in his uniform and then the picture of my mom and my sisters. I held up the picture of my father to her, "this man was the real monster." "How is a cop a monster? They protect and serve the people of the city." I shrugged, "not when they abuse their power to get their way, rape two of his three daughters, beat his wife, rob from his job, and beat on his kids. How is that protecting and serving?" She looked at me with pity, "what is the other picture?" I held it up, "it's my mom and my two sisters. When my dad wasn't beating on them they would blame me for it because I was the youngest and they needed someone to blame, they said after I was born their lives went to hell and that they couldn't afford anything anymore. So I was abused by all of them, mentally and physically." "He never raped you?" I shook my head as I put them back in the box, "I would lock myself in my closet, mine was the only one with a lock so I was lucky. He would always just think I wasn't home."
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I left blondie alone in the kitchen and shuffled into the living room. I picked up the small fluff ball and I stared into the eyes of Chloe, "what do you even eat?" I took her into the kitchen and sat her on the counter, Blondy was still handcuffed and I didn't exactly have a key. "She likes to eat small pieces of meat," Blondy answered my question instead of Chloe. I furrowed my brow at the pooch, "you don't get my bacon, mutt." Blondie stuck her tongue out and gagged, "as if she would eat that greasy shit." The pooch and I both glared at her, "I think we both disagree." She sighed. I patted Chloe on the head, "well it looks like we have something in common." Blondy grumbled, "please don't talk to my baby as if she is yours." I shrugged, "would you rather I treat her like crap?" "Well no," her voice got a tad bit higher. "Well shut up then," I picked up Chloe and went into the living room again.
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A couple of hours later Damian came back from taking Blondy to the station and saw me with Chloe sitting on the couch. I had the Conopoly board in between us and we were each wearing a mustache, "this isn't what it looks like?" He dropped his jacket onto the couch, "yep, this doesn't look like my girlfriend is playing Conopoly with a Pomeranian as they both wear mustaches." "Do you have a problem with our comedy?" Ace asked. Thorn sighed, "you know that he can't hear you." My eyes grew wide, "your what?" He smiled at me, "you heard me," then he went into the other room. "I didn't hear him, what did he say?" Ace asked in shock. I could feel Thorn smile, "looks like the flirting has done its job." I froze, Chloe jumped onto me and licked my face, "did you hear him?" She let out a small bark. I picked her up, "I'm his girlfriend!" Then I held her in front of my face, "wait, when did that happen?" Damian peeked his head out from around the corner, "well that's just what Brandy said." "OH COME ON!" they both shouted in unison. I looked disappointed and leaned my face into Chloe's fur, "seriously?" He walked out with a cup of coffee, "or blondie as you like to call her." I looked down at Chloe, "oh well, now I don't have to read up on what a girlfriend does." He shrugged, "maybe you will have to one day." That comment made my face turn beet red as usual.
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Every morning I woke up alone, Damian didn't need me to go to work with him every day. I sat on the couch and groaned, "what the hell am I supposed to do? How do I catch a killer that doesn't leave a sign or anything? No DNA no nothing." Chloe shifted in her sleep next to me. "The puppy is pretty cute, isn't it?" Thorn asked me. "Yea, I guess." "If you're having trouble, why not think of the scene as if you were the murderer. What would you do?" Ace chimed in. "I need to do more than just look at crime scene photos," I picked up my phone and texted Damian as I grabbed my coat, "come on Chloe." She jumped into my arms while I went outside to wait for my ride.
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