Chapter 7

Death?", Amelia asked confused and scared, how did he manage to get in

All the man did was laugh then look at her

As she screamed for help he stabbed her, it was quick but enough to do the job

He got a pen and paper and wrote his signature

Then he ran back to where ever he was coming from

Bruce who had heard Amelia scream ran to her room just to see her lying on the floor, motionless, blood around her and a note from death

"Fuck, fuck , fuck", he kept repeating as he bent down and tried to wake her up

He gently taped her cheek then took her phone

He put in the password, Amelia hearts Bruce and then called 911

"Hello, yeah my friend just got stabbed by death and--", before he could continue they asked for his address

"Ok well its...", after telling them their address he tried to wake her up again but she didn't

She'd be lucky if she survived this, the wound looked pretty deep

Bruce cried as he held her bloody body close to his, he could feel his tears falling down his face, drop by drop

If he didn't say shit, she would not have been upset and gone to her room, if he was just a little bit sensible this won't have happened, she would still be in their room laughing and trying to cheer him up, but no he had to ruin everything up like he always did

"Please don't die on me, I love you so much, I can not live without you"he said hugging her tighter, her blood stained he but he did not care, he just wanted her alive

He cradled her till the ambulance and police came and took her away, and they took him to the station for interrogation

Although it had taken them a while to separate him from her body

They managed to do it, but he cried, for the first time in years Bruce cried and it wasn't because of onions

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"Bruce this is very serious", the detective said, he was really annoying to be honest, he kept repeating silly questions and saying nonsense

"I told you to get security to protect her, I begged you", Bruce yelled, he was a pitiful sight with his dirty bloody shirt and jeans, his eyes bloodshot from crying and his voice croaked

"I had to get permission first", he said with his straight face, how could he not feel guilty for this, it was his fault

"You could have but you were to busy going on a date with my girlfriend", Bruce spat out angrily and then chocked a little because of lack of water

"That's a personal matter, but you do know that you are the main suspect for Amelia and all those girls right?"

"If i was the killer why would i call you guys", he groaned annoyed, why didn't the cop just turn to a conspiracy theorist already

"To sway our judgement, can you even prove you were in your room?", the detective asked coldly, why did Bruce have to bring up Natasha, he wondered

"We have security cameras", Bruce laughed standing up," we'll find out who the killer is"

"Are you sure you want us to check them?", the detective confirmed

"Very sure, and whoever did this to Amelia will pay with their blood"

Detective Ashton Becker knew this man at his front was very serious and he'd do anything for Amelia

He also knew he was as innocent as he could get, but he didn't want to rely only on his instincts

"Ok officer!, get the car ready", he yelled into the intercom still making eye contact with Bruce

"Let's go"

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"You can clearly see Bruce in his room, and he wasn't even with his phone", Officer Blake said

"Ok move the video to Amelia's room", the detective said ignoring his partner

As he moved it they could clearly see an angry Amelia chatting then suddenly a black figure walked in through her window

For a while she didn't notice but when she did he stabbed her, wrote his signature and left

A perfect crime

"This fucker left no evidence, the crime was so perfect", Ashton yelled hitting the table

"Am I still a suspect?", Bruce asked with his hands in handcuffs

"Of course not", Blake smiled as he removed the cuffs, Bruce looked at Blake deeply, he recognized him from somewhere, but where?

If this was Good cop bad cop clearly Blake would be the good cop with his never fading smile, his blond shiny hair, his tall but lean figure and his attitude while Ashton who had always been a crazy guy with anger issues and a overly large body would be the bad cop

"Thanks those handcuffs are terrible", Bruce said

"Is she you know, alive?"

"We haven't gotten any calls so that's a good sign, bad news travel fast you know", Blake replied

But as always Ashton spoilt the mood

"But I highly doubt she's alive, the stab looked deep and did you see the amount of blood she lost?, it was terrible, and again Death had never had any victim survive, well except Martha and she still died, he came back"

"Wow thanks for that speech", Bruce hated the man who just finished speaking with an immense passion

"Hello?"

All heads turned to the girl who had just come into the room, it was just the security house though, nothing secretive

"Hey Natasha", Blake said at the exact time Bruce said "hey violet"