Your POV

You walk home on time with Calvin. You kissed his cheek, thanked him, and went inside. You went to the dinner table, and eat some food with your parents. Your sister was listening to Jacob Saggytits' new song, "Hit or Miss".

Went to a diner with (BF/N)?" Your mom asked. You replied, "No, (she/he) was babysitting, so I went to the diner with a boy named Calvin."

Your father slammed his hands on the table and yelled, "A boy?! You two alone?!"

You: "Dad, it's okay."
Mom: "Yeah, (F/N), it's okay, (Y/N) didn't suck any dick."
You: "Wait what mom?"
Mom: "Nothing."
Dad: "Well, I don't care! I forbid you to see this boy, (Your full fucking name)!"
You: "I don't care!"

You stood up and stormed into your room, and slammed the door shut. You plopped on your bed. You looked at your phone and you saw a text.

Unknown Number: Hey, Ashanti! It's me, Calvin.

You went and put the number in the contacts, and just named it "Calvin".

You: Hey Calvin
Calvin: You seem...not okay
You: Its about my dad...he dont want me to see you no more
Calvin: Oh..well we can still see each other without letting him know
You: Thats a good idea. Thanks Cal
Calvin: Welcome sweetie
You: Wait, what??
Calvin: Sorry, just my keyboard is actig up
You: Yeah I know how it feels
You: Im about to do my homework I will talk to you later okay?
Calvin: Okay, goodnight (Y/N)
You: Goodnight Cal

You put your phone on charger and start doing your homework as your parents fight downstairs. Maybe just a disagreement. You thought and finished your homework. You took a shower, put on some pajamas, and went to bed.

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Calvin's POV

I set my phone down, smiling that I can't believe that (Y/N) replied to my texts. We had a very nice conversation and I didn't "accidently" call her sweetie, but I did have a good cover up for that.

I smiled and printed out every single photo of (Y/N) that I got, and put them into picture frames. I put some on my desk, but mostly on my drawer, with candles. My phone rings and I answered it.

"Hello?"
"Oh, hey, Calvin, It's me, Niall."
"What do you have for me now?"
"Come at the alley at the back of Heaven's Diner. I got two things for you."
"Okay."

I hung up and sneak out of the window, wearing a black jacket. I walked to the alley behind Heaven's Diner, exactly when I killed Dainel. They're closed for the night so it's easier to go to the back.

I go to Niall, the british dude that is my only friend. "So, what do you need to tell me?" I asked him. "Well, first, they found out about Daniel's death. They didn't find out the suspect though, so you're off the hook. And they're giving away 10,000 dollars for the person that killed Dainel." Niall explained to me.

"That's nice." I replied, smiling. "Maybe we should frame someone tomorrow. How about Terry Green? The football/basketball jock? I heard around the school that he really has a crush on (Y/N)." Niall asked and showed me a picture of the African American junior high student.

I cringed, not because he's black, but he has a crush on MY girl. I sighed and told Niall, "Yeah, I will turn him in tomorrow at school." Niall nodded and brought out a bat and the punk guy from earlier, with a garbage bag on his head.

"I caught him in the alley after the investigation and tried to rat on you. Maybe you have the honor to kill him." Niall said as he give me the bat.

"I do." I grabbed the bat and swung it onto the punk guy's covered head. I swung it repeatly, until I had enough. I removed the bag, and I saw his whole face, bleeding, from the nose and ears. He had tears in his eyes, and shook in fear. I smiled widly and kept hitting him with the bat until he was dead.

"Good job, Calvin." Niall said as he put the body into the garbage can. He also put the bat into his bookbag. "Thanks, Niall. See you at school?" "Yeah, sure. See you later." "Okay. See you later."

Me and Niall went to our seperate ways, going home. I climbed back into my window and check the clock. 11:47pm. Well, that was fun. I thought and looked at a picture of (Y/N). If her father don't approve me, I can approve his death.

I smiled and laid down on the bed, going to sleep.

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