"I'm detective Walsh, we are aware that you were Cassandra Hines ex-boyfriend, who was recently murdered.......When have you last spoken to Cassie?" Asked Walsh.

"Last time we spoke was like a day before she died , warning her about Kevin but she thought I was just jealous, I was only looking out for her" Andre responded.

"Hmm, but you are now with Judy, who was her best friend correct?" She asked.

"What does that have to do with anything? I got with her couple months after the breakup?" He said.

"Kinda shady don't you think?" She responded.

"No, she left me" He answered.

"She got mad, probably wanted to fight you, probably was going to expose you two, so you turned around and you know, killed her" She said.

"I did not kill Cassie and I'm not giving you anymore information until I speak with a lawyer." He said.

"Hope you know you sound guilty when you say that" James said.

"Want me to give you one?" She asked.

He placed his hands on the table and leaned over.

"No thanks, I'm covered" He replied then walked out.

"Do you know Cassie had a journal?" She asked.

He stopped and turned around to look at her and said "No, but I'm sure if you read along you'll probably find something instead of bothering me"

"I thought you said you weren't going to answer any more questions" James said.

He shut the door and walked away.

Detective Walsh sat there and took a deep sigh with her fingers rested on her forehead.

"James I already told you I got this, you're not supposed to be here." Walsh said in a distressed voice.

"An excellent idea would've been to finish the book then gather up your suspects and take them in for questioning, rather than just pausing every now and then you find something interesting" said the James.

"Well thank you, genius" Detective Walsh replied.

"Hey don't get mad at me" he said. " I'm just the cop" he ended.

"A cop that should be doing other things" She responded.

*Its been three weeks since Cassie died and Kevin was still no where to be found, the police are still looking for him and by this time, posters have been placed on walls, cars, in supermarkets and handed to people as they walked by.*

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Dear journal,

Today was by far the worst day. The one day I got some free time for myself because my parents had went to Mexico to celebrate my mom's birthday.

Andre and I  haven't spoke since we called it quits. Judy has stopped calling me and responding to my messages and I'm not mad she's probably busy with school.

And just when I thought it couldn't get any worst, My favorite singer Aaliyah, died.

I cried the whole day. I always wanted to go to a concert of hers but my parents never let me.

I just felt like the world was ending. Everything was falling apart.

The only good part about today was that my brother Rick, got me this teddy bear.
I named her Sally.

"Why you got me this?" I asked.

"Just trying to cheer you up, you know? in case you wanna make love you can make love to this." He said while chuckling at me.

I punched him in the arm and couldn't help but laugh.
Then he went for his guitar and started singing some random things like "you're beautiful, don't let them take you down" then he gave me a hug and his infamous kiss to the forehead.

When he left the room, I got sad and lonely again, the bear barely helped.

At this point I think I should call Kevin, I know it's been a year since I got his number but-

I don't know, I just need to somebody to talk to at the moment.

I might ask Rick but he's going to lecture me and he talks as if things are that simple.

Maybe I should call Kevin , imma call him....