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ᎻꮖꮐꮋᏞꭺꭰꭹ
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Apr 04, 2015 12:44PM
"Yeah..." She said uneasily, looking at him rubbing her shoulder with an odd look. His touch sent a warm chill down her spine.
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"Wait, did you call the police last night?" She asked.
"Three people were murdered." She countered.
"You don't have to ask me permission to leave." She laughed.
She hugged him back really quickly. "Wait, did you get this Judd's number?"
She sighed and ran her hand through her hair.
Eva walked out and headed toward the police station, In hopes of finding Judd.
((I was thinking she could go find him and say she saw the accident happen from her bedroom window or something, since sheds suspicious of him.))
She sauntered into the police office and a few young officers gazed in her direction.
She walked up to the front desk, swaying her hips, making her skirt move around her behind. "Hi, I'm looking for officer Judd." She said in a nice voice.
She smiled back tightly. "I was told by a friend of mine that you're covering the case for the massacre that happened last night."
"Three men were murdered last night and my friend was there." She raised an eyebrow.
"I think so. I'm not sure. But I saw it happen from my apartment window and assumed you'd want another witness's side." She said.((Brb, dinner))
"Well my friend was on his way to my place and I got worried when he didn't show up when he was suppose to. So I looked out the window and saw him by an alley. I couldn't see his face exactly but I knew it was him. His body language was scared. I was going to go out and call for him but I heard shots fired." She paused and looked scared. "Two shots."
She nodded and sighed her name, 'Eva Grady.' She then held out her hand. If he were going to test her blood, she didn't have to worry. Her blood was a mix of all of her victims's blood, neither undetectable.
She smiled tightly and nodded. "Understandable. Just trying to better benefit the community." She smiled wickedly.
She nodded and turned to leave. A young officer rushed to her side. "I'll escort you out, m'am." "Why thank you." She smiled warmly at him.
((Her blood wouldn't match anyone's; she has to much of people's blood inside her veins))She looked over her shoulder at Judd as the other officer led her out.
((Yeah, but it should be a little more difficult. Because she's the only one of her kind.))"Thank you." She said to the officer. He smiled and shrugged. "Anytime."
((Yeah after a few more murders.))She left the officer and walked back to her place.
She skipped up the steps of her loft and let herself in. Since it was a loft, everything was open concept except for the bathroom. The kitchen was slightly raised on a platform and her large queen sized bed was in the corner, also raised on a platform.
She was sitting on her bed, reading over a letter. She folded it up and hopped off her bed and walked up to her door. She opened it. "Hey." She smiled and stepped aside.
"Of course." She nodded, stepping aside to let him in.
"Thanks." She shrugged and walked into her kitchen area. "Want anything to eat?"
She nodded and pointed at the large couch and a plasma screen tv in front of it against the wall. "Make yourself at home."
She poured herself a glass of Jack Daniels and joined him in the living room, sitting in an arm charm adjacent to him.
"Yes." She nodded and took a long swig of the alcohol.
"Just leave it on the coffee table there." She said.
She smiled and rolled her eyes. "Nothing. I have a lot of family inheritance I live off of."
She just nodded and downed her drink.
"Are you still shaken up?" She asked him.
She pursed her lips and nodded, looking away.
"A lot of things happen around here." She nodded.
Eva suddenly closed her eyes and grimaced, shaking her head slightly. Her neck made a small cracking sound.
"No!" She said to quickly, standing up. "Excuse me for a second." She jogged into the bathroom, closing the door.
She stood in front of the mirror and gripped the counter. Her eyes started to turn black. "Please go away. Not now." She whispered to her reflection.
"Y-yeah. I just...I'll be out in a second." She called . She suddenly didn't have control over herself. Her hand reached into the drawer and pulled of cubicle scissors.
She bit her lip and tried so hard to take her hand away, but her father had that much power over her. She held the scissors to her wrist and swiftly cut into her flesh. She didn't even scream.
Three cuts later, her father let her drop the scissors. They clattered to the floor. She sighed and watched her face go back to normal. you know better. He hissed into her ear.
"I'm sorry." She whispered, blood dripping on the floor.
She growled low in her throat, then disguised it as she cleared her throat. She wrapped gauze around her wrist then pulled on a robe over her clothes to hide her arms. She then opened the door. "Sorry.."
"I got cold." She shrugged and moved past him.
She whirled around to face him, placing a hand on his shoulder and pushing him against the wall, but not that hard. "What I do in my own house is non of your business; understand?" She snapped.
She let go of him and stepped back. "Fine. Do whatever you want. I don't care anymore. I shouldn't care." She turned her back to him and took deep breaths to prevent her face from changing because of her anger.
She bit her lip and sat at the bar table in the kitchen and held her face in her hands.
Her entire body went rigid when she heard him scream. She had impeccable hearing. She snarled and shrugged off her robe and ran out of her house. She stopped behind the men, then cleared her throat. "Leave him alone!" She yelled, acting cute and innocent.
