Hey popcorns 🍿
And we’re back, Day 7. We didn’t come this far to come this far, thought I’d drop that inspirational quote in there 😉
So my goal is to finish this challenge by next Monday (6 days away, 8 stories away) so I do need to cram in a triple or double whammy somewhere along the way 😊
Guys I was crying my eyes out yesterday 😭 because I watched the third film of the The Maze Runner series (AKA my FAVOURITE series EVER
also the best series EVER) and oh my gosh it was so sad 😢 Like words don’t even come close to my emotions in that film, I did cry more in the book though! 😢
You guys know the drill, so here we go…
If you’d like to see more info about this Writing Challenge or are interested in joining the fun then simply click here for more info and the list of prompts for each of the fifteen days of writing ✍️
Writing Challenge 2020 Day 7: write a murder mystery story
Her ruby red lips were pulled into a confused frown as I asked her some questions about the party.
One party, one murder and one missing puzzle piece that I just couldn’t quite place.
“Did you witness anyone walking into the kitchen looking as if they were about to kill someone?” I demanded, impatiently tapping my foot while I acted for her answer
Looking nervous as ever, she leaned forward and whispered one name that would change everything.
“Cameron,” She hoarsely whispered, her voice shaky and her bottom lip trembling.
She was either an incredible liar or had really seen Cameron waking into the kitchen, looking like he was about to kill someone.
I nodded at her and told her she could go, but not before I wrote the name CAMERON DALLAS in thick, bold letters in my notebook.
Melissa Tali, the party thrower, had been killed in cold blood. A stab to her heart from the kitchen knife.
I called more party go-ers up, mostly people from Melissa’s close circle of friends, but a couple of eye witnesses who had “claimed” to have seen mere glimpses of hr killer, my ass.
Each friend from Melissa’s close circle claimed to have seen one of her other friends walk into the kitchen, looking as if they were about to kill someone.
That can’t be right…
It must be some cover-up to save the person who really killed Melissa Tali.
7 names were now scribbled in black, bold letters and expressively underlined, all over my notepad: CAMERON DALLAS, LOLA TERA, MATT WOODS, PEONY WISD, ELLA SONTANA, TIAGO LUGO.
“Your the last one,” I stated to Kai Tali, Melissa’s brother.
“No shit Sherlock, I see why your a detective now.” He snapped saracastically.
“I actually became a detective through a university degree…” I mumbled on.
“God, is all we’re gonna do is state the obvious?” Kai rolled his eyes, sighing at this futile conversation.
“Did you do it?” I directly asked without beating around the bush at all.
His coastal eyes were aching around the house in boredom but after hearing my question his head snapped back so fast I woudn’t be surprised if he had whip lash as a consequence of it.
“No, I didn’t stab her.” He replied, satisfied at himself.
“We hadn’t released the case investigation yet…” I tailed off, realising I had just caught the killer.
Wide eyed and shocked, Kai realised his mistake.
Even the most experienced of killers slip up sometimes, but there was no experience when it came to Kai, he’d killed his sister, and deliberately.
No excuse even.
He’d watched as ruby red blood gushed out of her open wound, making no move to help her.
His guilt would be the real killer..
Murder mystery, uh. Just to state the obvious (pun intended 😉) I hate murder mystery writing. I don’t mind reading it, but I cannot write it for my life.
Anyways, hope quarantine is going okay for everyone and speak soon ☀️
Was this your favourite story out of my collection of short stories? Who was you favourite character? Would you continue reading this if possible?
That’s a wrap 💓