Some people I'll never understand, why they do the things they do... This man was only 30 he could've made up for his mistakes, and he decided to take as everyone calls the "easy way out?" but how easy is it..? This is the second suicide case this far, they both left a note about how they were in pain and had ruined their lives, somethings fishy.
Nick pats me on the shoulder I can tell he's about to say something intelligent but my mind is distracted by his lips. I can't read them, but ever since I can remember, when people talk with me instead of making eye contact I look at their lips or I can't pay attention to what they're saying, but Nick had huge lips, they amazed me, so not only could I not look at his lips but it was hard to listen to him..I finally turn away from my distraction and listen in. Nick explains too me that the letter we found matched up with the last, the same hand writing to, someones writing these letters as and then framing them as suicidal maniacs.
I return back to my office, and sit in my chair, I close my eyes and what seems seconds turns into hours, and I open them and Nelsie and Myscaela are in front of me.. This can't be good, they have the look of disgust on their face, wonder what I did? And then to my shocking "surprise" Amanda walks in, I need to start locking my office, I pull out my cell phone and text Nick to come to my office, he sees all three and walks away, typical Nick... Amanda being the loudest of the three speaks up and demands that we work the case together, so I decided to do what was right, I stood up and faked a panic attack and got sent to the hospital, from there I continued on my way.
The shadows are hiding me, I breathe in a cool breath, it feels so good knowing you're not seen.. I hide in the darkness waiting for suspicious characters to come along, and all of a sudden, guess who catches my eye. Andy Sulley. My child hood friend, we were really close, why's he here though? "A little far from home aren't we?" I said in a girly voice, as I cough I repeated in a deeper more manly voice "A little far from home aren't we?" he looked up and smiled, and said "That's what she said." I smile and laugh, Andy never got how to use those jokes, so he always said them at the wrong time, it always made me laugh though. I ask him what he's doing here, and he said his aunt was sick and they didn't think he was gonna make it. Another thing Andy did, he always lied for no reason... Andy doesn't have any aunts, both his mom and dad were the only child in their families. I call him a liar and offer to buy him a drink, I knew he'd accept it. We walk into the diner and me and Andy are catching up until he walks in, everything starts going slow I see his face, but it's blurry everything is fading away! I'm falling to the ground, silently falling, and not a word is screaming from my mouth, Andy is yelling for help, people are screaming, my hearts beating in the back of my head, I quickly grab my pistol from my leg strap, I aim but it's all to blurry, I fire nine shots, and black out, I wake up in the ER, Andy is beside me, he explains too me that I got shot in the shoulder, by a man named Dillon Braff, a wanted hired thug, and for some reason he was after me, they said he only fired one shot, and that was the one that hit the shoulder, he also said there was a mystery shooter, who shot nine people in the legs, I turn over and act like I'm asleep...I hope they don't find out it was me...
Nick pats me on the shoulder I can tell he's about to say something intelligent but my mind is distracted by his lips. I can't read them, but ever since I can remember, when people talk with me instead of making eye contact I look at their lips or I can't pay attention to what they're saying, but Nick had huge lips, they amazed me, so not only could I not look at his lips but it was hard to listen to him..I finally turn away from my distraction and listen in. Nick explains too me that the letter we found matched up with the last, the same hand writing to, someones writing these letters as and then framing them as suicidal maniacs.
I return back to my office, and sit in my chair, I close my eyes and what seems seconds turns into hours, and I open them and Nelsie and Myscaela are in front of me.. This can't be good, they have the look of disgust on their face, wonder what I did? And then to my shocking "surprise" Amanda walks in, I need to start locking my office, I pull out my cell phone and text Nick to come to my office, he sees all three and walks away, typical Nick... Amanda being the loudest of the three speaks up and demands that we work the case together, so I decided to do what was right, I stood up and faked a panic attack and got sent to the hospital, from there I continued on my way.
The shadows are hiding me, I breathe in a cool breath, it feels so good knowing you're not seen.. I hide in the darkness waiting for suspicious characters to come along, and all of a sudden, guess who catches my eye. Andy Sulley. My child hood friend, we were really close, why's he here though? "A little far from home aren't we?" I said in a girly voice, as I cough I repeated in a deeper more manly voice "A little far from home aren't we?" he looked up and smiled, and said "That's what she said." I smile and laugh, Andy never got how to use those jokes, so he always said them at the wrong time, it always made me laugh though. I ask him what he's doing here, and he said his aunt was sick and they didn't think he was gonna make it. Another thing Andy did, he always lied for no reason... Andy doesn't have any aunts, both his mom and dad were the only child in their families. I call him a liar and offer to buy him a drink, I knew he'd accept it. We walk into the diner and me and Andy are catching up until he walks in, everything starts going slow I see his face, but it's blurry everything is fading away! I'm falling to the ground, silently falling, and not a word is screaming from my mouth, Andy is yelling for help, people are screaming, my hearts beating in the back of my head, I quickly grab my pistol from my leg strap, I aim but it's all to blurry, I fire nine shots, and black out, I wake up in the ER, Andy is beside me, he explains too me that I got shot in the shoulder, by a man named Dillon Braff, a wanted hired thug, and for some reason he was after me, they said he only fired one shot, and that was the one that hit the shoulder, he also said there was a mystery shooter, who shot nine people in the legs, I turn over and act like I'm asleep...I hope they don't find out it was me...
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