I sat at the e,dge of the big gate using my hand to tear through the out of bounds tape, I leaned behind the pillars holding mariss' hand  turning to check if the cop at the entrance was asleep. I pulled mariss quietly making sure not to kick anything out of place, our rubber boots made barely any sound as we climb up the stairs. I stopped at the last step, the thought of turning back seeping into my mind but I would do anything to save Andre's loneliness, I cared but chose to hide it living on the fact that it was the safest thing to do.
I continued walking down, my eyes in search of the door with bloody marks, Alyssa's room and when I finally sighted it. I stopped and kicked the door open making sure not to completely weaken the door that was half ajar. Mariss stared at me frightened and followed. I remember looking around the room in surprise, it hadn't looked like the other day, the blood stains were messed up, the golden lamp was gone and a couple of Tristan stuff were scattered around the room."it wasn't here before" I whispered to myself squeezing mariss' wrist tighter not minding her sudden squeak. I searched the room with my eyes trying to find more infidelities then my eyes caught something else, a golden earing. The one I had seen somewhere before. I closed my eyes trying to remember while mariss squeaked as I let go of her wrist,"think think thin......"
"Hey you boys what are u doing up there" the earlier sleeping cop yelled from the ground pointing his bat at us. I looked at mariss' frightened face and pulled her to the window on the other side of the corridor and we did something I never thought I would do
"Jump"
*
"What the hell was all that for" mariss asked hitting her hand on the wooden table, her bleeding finger staining the coffee mug in front of her, I glanced at her and put my head down. I never planned to answer her, she would have thought I was a psychopath trying to portray the character of a movie star trying to save her best friend from the never ending plague of loneliness. I pushed a couple of serviette aside and looked into her eyes ,"Something's fishy" I whispered to her biting the edge of my bleeding lip.she threw her hands up in the air and sighs
"U u think this is a movie"
"It just isn't fair"
"How do u know, Andre hides everything from u"
"Can't u see it"
"See what casey, ur best friend betrayed ur trust and u wanna forgive him by putting ur life at stake"
"My life"
"Do u think u're the only one who noticed but girl those big dogs would kill to have their names crossed out the black book"
"That doesn't change my mind", mariss looks at me in frustration and tiredly rolled her eyes,"hey waiter" she yelled, I brought out the gold earring out of my pocket, I had returned for it. I studied it for a while and realised it was real gold with the initials ZF boldly inscribed on it, I threw my neck backwards on the chair raising the jewellery up to study it hardy.
I had seen it some where before, but where.
I licked a little blood off my lower lip and squint at the earing, again."Hi" someone called behind me, I looked around and faxed the stout figure of my worst enemy, I quickly put the earing in my pocket turning to look at mariss' disgusted face as she slurped her coffee which used to Grose me out.
"Hi xander" I answered smiling hard enough for him to see the 'fuck u' in my smile, my eyes and body followed him as he pulled a chair out right next to mariss, he interlocks his fingers and places them on the table,"Ah and I was scared u wouldn't answer"
"Well I did, so what brings u to me" I asked running my hands through my hair
"The old talk"
"Same answer"
"C'mon pretty red haired say something else"
"Never"
"No silly, the opposite. At least ur so much acclaimed best friend has proved me right of his terrible self"
"Ok, that's it.xander get out" I said surprisingly calmy giving him a daunting look straight. He smiles sheepishly before standing up to leave, then I notice something else apart from his half sagging trousers.
A bloody knife.
I tapped continously at mariss' hand, she chokes a little and looks in the direction of my half pointing finger, I remember choking again but this time in between shock and some incoherent words.After continuous chocking she faces me wide eyed and bangs the table,"What the fucking hell" she whispered bending her head a little then Andre walked in,"this day is about to get worse"
*
I pull harder at the menu using it to cover every bit of my face trying to hide myself from Andre who had coincidentally choose the table next to mine, mariss sighs and bend to whisper to me.
"What the hell do u think u're doing"
"Hiding"
"U're a confused fool. Five minutes ago u were all over saving his family's existence and now u're hiding"
"What do u want me to do"
"Go to him, talk,tell him u've forgiven him. I mean u guys may not be bestie anymore but maybe if u tell him u're forgiving him by risking ur 'life', he would.... join u. What do u think"
"U think this is a joke right"
"Oh now u realize we are not in a rom com movie", I groaned loudly and pushed the table away, splashing tea all over mariss. I took a dirty look at my bruised body. We had to talk, had to save his family, even if n it didn't go so well. I walked over to his table, sniffing in hard. I tapped his shoulder waiting for his tired face and it was, more tired,"Hey" he said rather coldly spreading out the menu in his hands, it took long enough to know that I wasn't one of those whores. I pull out a sitting beside him giving Xander at the other end a bloody cold look,"let me guess handing me over to the police too" he said giving me what I would have intendedly called a good idea, one ugly part of me wanted him to rot in jail and the was right there looking into his dead eyes wishing she had changed him right from the start.
"No, I wanted us to talk"
"I told think we should ever do, u don't want me screwing things up, again"
'oh well things like me'
"Let's forget about that, I went to the crime scene", he looks up at me questioning my words
"Why, how, what"
"I believe Xander didn't kill allyssa"
"What makes u think so, my brother's an asshole"
"He is we all know, but.."
"Ok, what d'ya find out"
"Messed up crime scenes, it's probably a frame"
"Why do u care" he asked looking into my eyes, my body spikes up, I would never tell him I cared not even now but I betrayed anyway,"cuz I care", he drops the menu and lowers his head
"Tell me more"
*
I kicked a bottle of whisky at xander's feet, his hands were in his pocket and so was his mind, he was losing it and I could see it. I had been a little straight forward about telling him about what had happened and so was he, never did he interrupt to ask a question."there are some things I haven't told u" he said kicking the bottle back at me, I frowned a little. The ugly part of me wanted to drop him out of the window and so did the other part, his confessions vexed me."U know zac phimber"
'Zac, yeah'
"I do"
"My brother tried to kill once or twice, if u're that's his earing"
"So u mean, u.." I was blank, no questions just thoughts. He looked away from me, again and stares at mariss outside through the window, I looked in same direction as him and walks out the room mumbling a solemn 'bye'. I shut the door behind me, it hadn't really occurred to me that I'll leave like that but I had to for some undiscovered reasons, I gestured to mariss to come over."what were u doing" she asked as we walked out the main door,
"A lot"
"Whatever u say,jean called me"
"Really, what did she say"
"Did"
"Did what?"
"Just did"
"I think it is a message" mariss said as her phone buzzed, she groans disgusted nd pulls it out her pocket,"jean"
"What again"
"Davie not what I think" she reads out loud
"Davie. Dead.Not, Davie isn't dead"
"D.i.d"
"WTH,but why keep it a secret"
"I'll go by u, Something's fishy".
I ran my hand through my hair and look up at the window, Xander was looking down at us, a cigarette in between his fingers, he really needed it.
I thought.
*
It was already downright black and mariss and I were still at the club, the whole fucking place smelled like pills and alcohol. I hit the back of my head on the chair looking stupidly at mariss ordering bottles of whisky, several times each time ordering me a bottle but I wasn't there to drink instead I came to think.
'Fancy choice, ahhn'.
But underground clubs gave me peace, inner peace. I took in a deep breath and headed for the bathroom hoping I wouldn't have to deal yet with hungry blokes but my hopes were soon busted at the sight of Mr. Caio, the fucked up art teacher who spent most of his fucked of life at pubs and on bed. I roll my eyes and turned back but he rushes after me taking me by the waist, I shrug of a little, anything could send a drunk man tumbling. He rubs at the beer stain on his chest looking up at me,"U're really tough just like like alyssa" he said pulling my questioning nerves real hard, I pull harshly at his loose tie and slaps his face hard,"What do u know about alyssa"
"Answers are not for free", he said smiling stupidly at me. I roll my eyes at him and drop his tye,"it's worth"
I lied.
*
I stand up and stretch a little looking at Caio rolling on and off the bed, the idiot hadn't realized I drugged and put him to sleep,"loser".
I tap at him harshly pulling him of the bed, he rubs his eyes and slowly opens them,"What are u doing here" he asks
"Mind asking last night" I said letting him go
"Yes"
"Ur problem,We had a deal"
"Can't remember"
"I ain't fucking a forty year old man for nothing" I lied slapping his chest
"Fuck?"
"Whatever u heard"
"Now tell me about alyssa"
"Who's she"
I pull at his ear and whispered to him,"I ain't no fool"
"Are u sure we..." he asks confused
"Go to the bathroom and confirm", he looks at me suspiciously and swears a little
"She was a whore here"
Don't blame alyssa they have such a fucked up lineage and their family tree is bloody messed up, the line went on and on and was probably rubbing off on me too soon. I looked at him and pulled at his collar roughly.
"U could ask them all" he answered pointing towards the door,"I liked and we started dating"
"U're forty"
"No, twenty seven"
"Eeeesh" I lamented looking at his dry dead face and his frame less body. I ran my hand through my hair and put on my shoes,"so u know where she might have been three, four days ago", he gives me a cold stare and makes a fist before sending everything on the dresser to the floor,"Are u one of that fags whore servant" he asked sending my mind in different directions, what did he mean?
"Hell, no"
"Well she was with one rich fag, zac phimber"
"After that"
"Didn't see her again"
"Thanks for the info" I said standing up to leave the room, the corridor was a bit dark and making my way through and down the stairs was tough and went right into mariss' hands,"where've u been" she asked pulling me up, I groaned