Present time

"Yes and no and maybe" Ayala, was still there inside the white looking room, so empty with a table and a chair, a mic attached to the table.

"This girl damn it!" The police officer yelled from the other room, "tell us what your relationship was with Carla"

"Nothing" Ayala shakes her head, making a face, "absolutely nothing, just classmates, we talked few times, and I kind of liked her, but I won't deny that I hated her too, Jovani liked her, of course I would hate her-"

"Who is Jovani?!" A women's voice interrupted her, knowing how obtuse the girl could get.

"He's another member of the weird circle, now that I think of it, I don't like him anymore, I think Jesse fits more. You know, the envy I felt when he told me that he confessed, wait he told me that he confessed to Carla after I told him I liked him, and he told me he was a gay?! Does that mean he isn't?! How didn't I notice-"

"You are free to go Ayala, abd never come back" the male police yelled in horror, "never"

"We do meet ever now and then" Jesse then speaks,

"How and where, when" a women's voice was heard again.

"School, on breaks" Jesse looked bored, controlling his petulant side, "duh"

Jesse would never talk about him selling her and Issac weed, after all that would get him to jail if he even walked through past this.

"Why?!"

Now what, what would he sat now, to the question why, if he lied in a way that would put him in a massacre he wouldn't pull himself out but same goes if he told the truth. With a straight face, he start speaking.

"Why do you think friends meet?! We used to hang out with Issac and her" a little part of him though was truly sad, she was the inky customer who would smile at him now and then, or whenever they met.

"For about 3-4 month" Issac replied, it was obvious that he was feeling crashed, so pernicious.

"And for how long did you know each other?!"

"For almost 5 month now"

"Have you ever met her before"

"No, the first day of school is our first meeting"

"We had some family problems and so we weren't that close" Adrian spoke, his words killing him.

"When do you start hanging out often with her"

"After I came back for the second time from US,"

"Did you notice anything unfamiliar with her"

Would he call her happiness unfamiliar, yes he would, would he call her interaction with Issac and Jesse unfamiliar, totally without hesitation.

"No"

"We never talked that often, unless we sat together at school" Deris then answered, it was obvious the detectors were bored of the questioning with the question they were asking.

"Did you like her"

"Yes, at some point I did, but then I met my now girlfriend"

"Our relationship was simple with Carla, we talked and waved when meeting" Aime spike, tears in her eyes, red feature masking her completely.

The night then passed, everyone inside their home, or somewhere they could remember Carla. A dull and chilly air rebelling for her death, now upon the grave Carla's body lies, the one reality that she hated for forever was where she now stayed, as her home as her room.

Rebarbative it was for Issac to sleep without her, his thoughts burying him with her. On the other hand there was Adrian, who went to her room that were full of pictures, of nature, of Issac, of them and some other postures, he then took a look at the trashes that were located where they always were located.
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Feb 19, 2018
Isaac's room

Issac couldn't wait to tell her his feelings for her, she was gone to give Deris the assignment that was due to tomorrow. He just couldn't wait to see her big brown eyes, the turned hazel when she laughs with all she have, then her pink plump lips, so delicious and dully coloured, or her reddish brown hair, not even thought of her scent gave him patience.

He then took a look at the keyboard of the white computer, remembering what Carla said to him about a week ago.

"Just so you feel content, when I turn eighteen after three months I'll write you-"

His name being called by his mom pulled him from his thought, walking in an elegant manner to where his mother was, he saw her seated beside Sara on the couch watching their favourite show.

"Mom, you called?!" He asked, afraid his ear was mishearing things.

"Yes" she say, her eyes still in the show even though her neck was turned to him, "I was wondering what to give Carla for her birthday"

His mom couldn't help but fall in love with Carla, so kuch she even started begging her to come here and spend some time with them, abd even though Carla so happy about the offer, she politely would refuse, when anxiety kicks her, sometimes though she would come and stay for the night when she didn't have work.

The door opened revealing Carla, with a scowl on her face which softened right when seeing all of them in one room. Carla was updating herself every day, reforming and getting to closer to happiness, she would ramble like Ayala would and sometimes sing jumping in the little couch with Sara who after Carla cane stopped going to therapy, as she and everyone thought was getting better each day, and the mother couldn't he happier.

"Why did you all stop talking when I enter?!" A suspicious look glooms on Carla face, "was anyone planning on how to kill me and stuff?!"

"That was planned long time ago, sunshine" The mother jocked, stealing a glance from Issac who was shaking his head with a chuckle,

"Hey!" Carla then hollers, "who allowed you to call me that?!"

Issac saw how his girlfriend and his mother went with their arguing with a smile on his face. He could sense everything getting back to where it was, he could feel the happiness was pervasive in their house.

And he couldn't be more thankful to Carla, even though she wouldn't accept whatever he was saying thus it being true, he and everyone else in the room knew that she was the reason for the happiness that was luminous to everyone who enters the house.
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Present

The door was harshly knocked, rudely waking the sleeping people who were late to sleep when grieving for Carla's death, horrified and in a wonder what the hell happened that the devil himself was knocking the door.

"Open up" it was then heared.

The aglow of the sun could be felt when Issac with tired wide eyes opened the door, meeting the police officers that stood with cuffs and scowls, a look of disapproval hanging on their faces.

"Issac Miller?!" They then ask.

"Yes that's me" Issac say, a bilious feeling finding it's way to the out of his stomach.

"You are being held hostage for killing Carla, you have the right to be quite, anything you say can and will be held against you in the court of law"

________To be continued_________
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