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After That night, I felt myself change. I ended up staying at DayDay's apartment with him for more than a just a night. It was my choice. I didnt wanna go back home and have to answer questions that i didnt have answers to. It had been three whole days and I hadnt answered my phone, or even spoken to anyone besides DayDay.

I spent my days watching T.V, reading, eating, basically doing anything to keep myself from having to address the issue at hand, which was that Quinton had been killed, I had witnessed it, and I would soon be questioned about it.

DayDay came home around five, which was earlier than usual and I was lying in bed, thinking.

"Baby, you gotta get up. This is stretching the sitchuation a bit far dont cha think?"

I looked at him, and then I turned over so that I didnt have too anymore.

I heard him walking around the bed to get to me, and I didnt bother turning around, I already knew he was gonna talk... And i was gonna have to listen.

"Okay, so Im guessing you think by sittin in the house all day, you making life better. You not. Its makin life worse. Sooner or later you gonna have to deal with it. He's dead! you didnt do it, I didnt do it. Its not like you gotta lie and say you dont know, thats the truth baby and thats all you gotta say"

To be honest, I hadnt thought about it that way. I had been so busy worrying about being a witness to the whole thing, I had forgotten about the plain facts. I really have no idea who did it.

I sat up and looked him in the eyes, he was sitting at the edge of the bed. He had on some shorts, and a black shirt with some silver design on it, I'd never seen these shoes he had on but they were hot.

I gave him a hug, which led to a kiss. I pulled him back down right beside me......

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"The Victims name is Quinton ReyShawn Adams, 19 years old. He lived in an apartment by himself, but we have reason to believe he was in a very serious relationship with this girl," Detective Waters said pointing to a picture of Corrin. "Her names is Corrin Powell, and as of this moment, she's our number one suspect ladies and Gentelman. This Girl right here, has been missing in action every since the night of the shooting. Her bestfriend slash roommate said that she hasnt seen or heard from her since that night. She was on her way to stay with a friend and thats all we have. Her friend says she had no idea which friend though."

Everyone sitting around the table looked in the file they had on the case and nodded at this new information they were recieving.

One man in particular raised his hand.

"Yes, Detective hollowman?" said Detective waters.

"Do we have any leads besides the girl? I mean, That night if she was staying with someone, then its more than likely she had nothing to do with this. Im not saying we should rule her out, but judging by her records, she's a newly graduated student from highschool. Her grades are decent, honor roll student. I wouldnt take her as the type to pull the trigger"

Detective waters nodded. "Im glad you said that. Personally I wouldnt either. I do however think that whoever she was staying with that night, was very capable."

The detective walked over to his briefcase and opened it. He pulled out a tape and a tape player, and sat it on the table.

"Ladies, answer me this. If you were being threatened for your life, and you werent sure what to do, who would you call?"

A few of the female detectives answered.

"My husband"

"My boyfriend"

"My Fiance"

Detective Waters Nodded again. He placed the Tape inside its player, and it played.

"Bitch, dont think this is over. You may have gotton away earlier, but its only a matter of time before i come for you again. So watch yourself"

It was the message that Quinton had left on Corrin's answering machine that night.

"This, people, is a message from the victim himself barely an hour before he was shot and killed in cold blood. This is the biggest key to the mystery of why he was killed. This is why she," He said pointing to the picture of Corrin again "Is our number one suspect"

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After Me and DayDay had a little fun, We ended up taking a shower together and he took me out to dinner. I was a little skeptical about the idea at first, but then I gave in.

I know I hadnt been the easiest person to get along with these last few days, but I was managing.

"So, You know this thing is all over the news right?"

DayDay nodded. "yeah, and like I said to you earlier, all you gotta do is tell the truth. All you gotta do is say, you have no idea who shot him and that after leaving you place we got in the car and you didnt get out til we got to mine. You have no idea who would have possibly wanted to kill him."

I nodded. And then I thought about how Slick his choice of wording was. I never did get outta the car that night...