1 June 2012
"Hiyas," I wondered opening the door to Brian's apartment to find no ones there, accept his old tabby cat, Fred "heya Freddie," I said scratching behind is ear to hear him 'purr', " d'ya know where Daddy is? Good! Go find him! Go find your daddy!" I coached him, realising that when he went to his cat bed, that he was hopeless and dogs 'go find' not cats!
"Brian?" I quietly searched around his apartment saying that a few times. As opened the bedroom door I saw red rose petals leading me towards the bed, Brian was kneeled down at the side of the bed in a classic tux.
"Chelsea, will you do the honour of being my wife, seen as though you poisoned my last fiancé?!" he said joking when it came to the end.
I was speechless.
Murders..... • Opuss № I