Meeting The Rock Star

Meeting the rock star episode 29-30

🎶Meeting the Rock star🎤
By Nwauwa Miriam
(Mimi Candy💋)
💋Chapter 29💋
~Danny~
I felt Damian touch me slightly on my shoulders.
“Why are you looking at Kelly like that?” I turned back to look at him.
“Nothing.”
I can’t believe that April is dead. Why would someone kill her?
I had my suspicion about Kelly.
She had sneaked out of the room, and probably the house to kill April…
No, Kelly can’t do that, she’s too softhearted to do such…
“She was strangled, she was found this morning, dead. The maids called the police.”
“Gosh! This is terrible.”
“Very terrible. I mean April… Dead? Who could have killed her? First creamy, then April…I’m getting apprehensive now.” He glanced at Kelly, who was still staring at us, motionless.
“Hi Kelly, hope you’re feeling better now?” He smiled at her.
“I’ve never felt so better in my life before.” She got out of bed and walked to us with a big smile.
“I never knew karma was…this quick…at least creamy will rest in peace now.”i was surprised hearing this from Kelly.
” you shouldn’t say things like that Kelly. ” Damian told her admonishingly. ” we have no evidence to prove that April killed your dog.”
“But she did. She sent me the threat note.” She said, quiet heatedly.
“But still we have no evidence.”
“I don’t care. She’s dead now, serves her right.” She walked away. I stared after her retreating back with a frown.
“Don’t mind her, she’s still bitter from the death of her dog.” He told me reassuringly.
I nodded.
“I know that.”
“The police will be coming soon to interrogate us.”
I nodded again.
~Kelly~
I sat still as Kori silently brushed my hair. I still didn’t say much to anybody, just a monosyllabic words_yes_no…
“Geez, I still can’t believe that April is dead.” Kori commented, as the brush moved soothingly through my scalp, almost lulling me to sleep.
I didn’t say anything.
“I mean, I hated her and would gladly fight her, but I don’t wish for her to die too. Gosh!”
Still, I kept quiet.
I wonder why everybody was lamenting, I don’t see anything to lament about, we should be celebrating, that creamy had been avenged…
“Why are you not saying anything Kelly?” Kori asked, coming to stand in front of me.
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“I don’t see the need for me to say anything.”
“I don’t like your silence. Don’t you feel bad that April was murdered?”
“I don’t. I feel happy. She’s dead. Creamy has been avenged.”
“Geez, you’re sounding like you’re the one who killed her.”
“I didn’t but I wished I did.”
“You’re going nuts Kelly.” She said worriedly.
“Whatever.” I turned my attention to my nails.
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Picking up a book and pen I went to Danny’s study and locked the door after me. I began to write song. The lyrics just flowed out, I felt more and more better as I wrote, my sadness disappearing gradually.
Within thirty minutes I had finished writing the song. I felt a calmness within me. I felt happy. My first song.
It’ll be dedicated to creamy…
I heard a knock on the door.
“Are you alright in there Kelly?” Danny asked.
“Yes!” I called out.
I stood up and opened the door.
“See, I wrote a song.” I showed it to him, he collected the book from me and went through what I wrote.
“Wow, this is amazing.” He said, after he had gone through it. I smiled proudly.
“We’ll talk about the song later, the police are here, they want to interrogate you.” He said looking intently into my face.
I nodded, feeling a little nervous. I have never had anything to do with the police before, suddenly I felt like a criminals.
“Don’t be scared. It’s just a series of questions, it won’t take long.” He said, smiling reassuringly.
I smiled back too.
I followed him out of the study.
The police were interrogating Kori in the dining room, she had a frown on her face. I could not hear what they were saying, we were not within hearing range.
“Hey?” Dray god whispered to me.
“Hey.” I whispered back.
“Don’t be scared.”
“Yeah, you too.” I said smirking.
He laughed.
“You need that more than Me. You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”
I scowled as he laughed again.
Kori came out, she smiled when she saw me.
“You can go in now.”
I nodded and walked into the dining room.
“Sit down miss.” The officer said warmly. I immediately felt at ease.
“Thank you.”
“I’m Agent Steve of the FBI.” I nodded, dazed.
“Our conversation is going to be on tape.”
I nodded again.
“Good. Now can you begin by telling me your name.”
“Kelly Elizabeth Smith.” I replied mechanically.
“And how old are you Kelly?”
“I’m seventeen. I’ll be eighteen in two weeks.”
He nodded.
“What’s your relationsh¡p with the deceased?”
I shrugged. I don’t have any relationsh¡p with April.
“We are just colleagues. I mean we are signed into the same record label.”
“Did you relate well with her?”
“No I didn’t. She’s an unpleasant person.” I said with so much distaste.
“And why do you say that?”
“Judging from the few encounter I’ve had with her, I can conveniently assess that she’s an unpleasant fellow.”
“When last did you see the deceased?”
“Yesterday, at my apartment. We exchanged blows.”
“And why?”
“She killed my dog.” I stated, almost glaring at the man.
“You have no evidence to prove that.”
“The text she sent me proves everything.”
“She was performing on stage when your dog was murdered.”
“She could have conveniently hired some people to do that for her.”
“Until we have enough evidence to prove her guilty, Miss April Matt remains innocent.”
“Whatever.” I said, rolling my eyes.
“You threatened the deceased yesterday.” He stated, looking into my face. I met his own gaze unwaveringly.
“Yes.”
“Why?”
“I was angry, furious because my dog was murdered.”
“That wasn’t enough reason to threaten her.” He stated.
“Detective, I was in shock yesterday. I couldn’t even remember half of what I said or did yesterday.” I retorted.
“Like murdering April maybe, you don’t remember that one.”
“I didn’t kill her!”
“Where were you by 2am this morning?”
“I was in my room, sleeping.” My heartbeat had quickened.
“You’re sure?”
“Yes.” I said quietly.
“Do you have anyone who can collaborate your story?”
“I was in bed with danny. He can collaborate my story.” I answered almost breathlessly. He looked at me for a long time.
“You’re aware that you’re a chief suspect in the murder of miss April, you threatened her life not more than 24hours ago and she’s dead…” A thoughtful frown settled on his face.
“You’re sure you were sleeping by 2am?”
“Yes.” I lied again, my palms moist.
well I didn’t exactly lie, there was an atom of truth in what I had said.
“That’ll be all for now, thanks for your cooperation. We’ll get in touch with you.” He said dismissively.
“Thank you too.” I stood up and walked out of the dining table.
The police officers also came out too.
“That’ll be all for now, thank you for cooperating with us.”
I didn’t even listen to what they were saying, I wanted them out of the house.
Dray god saw them off.
“Come with me Kelly.” Danny said suddenly, pulling me by my wrist. I stumbled after him, trying to keep up with his quick, long strides.
He dragged me into his room and closed the door.
“Where did you go to last night?” He asked sternly, crossing his hands over his chest and looking into my face.
“Y..you were a..awake?” I stammered.
“Answer my question Kelly. Where were you by 2am?” He continued. I turned my face away from him.
“Kelly answer me?” He said getting impatient. I still didn’t say anything.
“Did you k..kill April?” Hr asked almost fearfully.
I turned sharply to look at him.
“No, but I wish I did.”
He heaved a long sigh of relief.
“Where did you go to? I heard you sneaking in.”
“I had a nightmare last night, I couldn’t sleep anymore. I went to the kitchen to make myself milkshake.” I said, looking at my nails.
He engulfed me in a hug, I was surprised, but I still wrapped my hands around him. It felt good, his cologne was comforting.
“You should have told me, I wouldn’t mind.” He said, disengaging from the hug and cupping my face in his hands and staring deeply into my eyes.
“Sorry.” I whispered.
He smiled and k-ssed me gently, his l-ips soft and sweet.
He broke the k-ss and stared into my eyes again. I looked down and took one of his hands.
“I know you’re feeling bad about April.” I said gently. “I mean since you guys were once a couple.”
He snatched his hands away from me.
“We were not a couple, we were never one.”
“Oh, but you guys always had…er…*
“We just had s€×. Nothing serious happened between us.”
“Oh.” I lowered my eyes, feeling relieved.
He pinned me against the door,leaning closer, a smirk on his face.
“You know you look incredibly s€×y when jealous?” He said, biting his l-ips.
I gulped, breathless from his closeness.
“I do?… Ahem! Who said I was jealous?”
“You are.” His l-ips took mine in a hot k-ss that made me dizzy. I put my hands around his neck, my back arching towards him, deepening the k-ss.
He mo-ned slightly against my l-ips. He walked me to the bed and we both fell on the bed, him on top of me.
His l-ips left mine to trail k-sses on my cheeks and my neck.
“I’m going to give you a hickey now.” He whispered into my ears, sending a jolt of pleasure through my body.
I felt him latch his l-ips to my neck, just under my ears, and he began to s-ck gently on that s₱0t.
F-ck!
That felt nice, I bit on my l-ips, my hands tightening around his neck.
After s-cking that s₱0t for about a minute, he pulled away and rubbed his thumb there. Then he looked into my face with a victorious smile.
“Now you’re mine.” He k-ssed me again.
Mine.
That word sent butterflies fluttering in my stomach.
I’m falling in love With Danny.
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Tbc
🎶Meeting the Rock star🎤
By Nwauwa Miriam
(Mimi Candy🙈)
🔎Chapter 30🔍
~Amber~
I had remained silent the wh0le time, apprehensive, feeling tormented. The message was clear, I WARNED YOU.
That could only be Dominic’s doing.
I paced the hotel room, my hands on my wa-ist, a feel frown on my face.
What else is he planning now? What else is his sick mind conjuring up now?
I’m very sure He killed creamy brutally,but then who killed April?
I’m worried about Kelly,
God!
What do I do now?
I had called the number he had used to call me but it was unreachable. I was very worried. I don’t want my mom and my sister getting tangled up with my dark past.
I just don’t know why I had this hunch that April’s death and creamy’s death are connected.
I doubted if Dominic could ever kill someone, but then he’s sick, he’s insane, he can do anything,…anything at all.
I shivered slightly at the thought.
What if he harms my sister? What if he attacks my mom?
I sat down on the bed, and covered my face with my palms.
He still had another format of the video, or so he had claimed… I don’t know…
I scratched my head, feeling frustrated, angry, helpless…
I don’t like this at all, I don’t f-cking like any of this!
I jumped to my feet, feeling angry with myself.
I would never forgive myself if anything should happen to my sister.
I leaned against the wall, deep frown on my face.
My mind was racing. If only I could get some evidence to prove that Dominic killed creamy, he would be arrested.
I sighed loudly.
April. My instincts whispered.
I shook my head slightly, like as though I was shaking off the thought out of my head.
By still the hunch was there.
My instincts never lied to Me.
Like for instance, when I had suddenly started suspecting one of our trusted staff of stealing some goods.
Initially I had ward off the thought as baseless, but then my instinct insisted that I carry out a little investigation. I did and discovered that not only had she been stealing goods, she had also been pilfering money from our safe as well.
Everyone was shocked at the discovery.
So what if Dominic knew April, or maybe April knew Dominic?
Amber!
Their paths would never ever cross.
April is classy, rich,… Why would she want to have anything to do with Dominic’ whose hygiene is very terrible?
The wh0le thing was confusing.
But still it won’t hurt to do a little investigation.
Investigation!
That sounded exhilarating and..and dangerous as well.
Adrenaline rushed through my veins and I felt a little better.
I wore my jackets, the weather was getting colder this days.
As I closer the door, I suddenly felt like a detective. Seriously I liked this feeling.
I bumped into Derek.
“Hey.” I said startled.
“Hey.” He smiled charmingly at me. “I was just coming to see you.” He eyed my jacket, with a little disappointment.
“I was about leaving now.”
“I was thinking we’d spend some time together… But…” He sighed. I smiled and pulled him closer for a k-ss.
“Sì, I missed you.” I k-ssed him again, inhaling his s€×y cologne.
“Hmmm…” He gro-ned as his hands tried to unbutton my jacket. I slapped his hands away.
“Not now sweetie. I’ve got an appointment.” I said breathlessly, my face flushed.
He grimaced.
“I won’t stay long I promise. I’ll be back in the next thirty minutes I swear.” I said, to sooth him.
“Thirty minutes you say?” He said. I nodded quickly, stepping back quickly as he tried to k-ss me again.
“Hmm. I’ll be back soon.” I smiled. “You can stay in my suite and keep warming up for me.” I said hotly, biting down on my l-ips.
He smirked naughtily, wriggling his brows.
I laughed.
“Bye bye lover boy.” I cooed, swaying my h¡ps, as I walked away.
“Don’t shake that ass too much. Some insane dude might get the wrong idea.”
I laughed and hurried out.
I flagged down a cab to April’s house.
The house was very huge, I wondered why April would want to live in this huge house all alone.
The guard at the gate refused to grant me access into the house.
“Who are you?” He asked unkindly, looking at me sternly.
“I’m Amber.” I said gruffly, feeling confident behind my dark goggle that his half of my face.
“You’re an undercover journalist.” He stated.
“What? No. I’m not.”
“Yes you are.”
“Look my name is Amber Lee. I’m a distant cousin of April. I heard the…uhm…sad news… I came to console her family…”
He still regarded me suspiciously.
“Please, you have to let me come in…” I sniffed and brought out my handkerchief and dabbed at imaginary tears. “…I need all the help I can get. I’m going to bring this killer to book, even if it’s the last thing I’ll ever do for my dear cousin. Oh…may her soul rest in.peace….” I sobbed, fake though.
The elderly guard seemed touched.
“Are you a police officer?” He asked after some time. I shook my head slowly, still wiping my eyes.
“Are you a FBI agent?”
I shook my head again.
A puzzled expression crossed his face.
“Then how do you intend to bring the killer to book?”
“Sï, have you not heard of private investigation before?”
“You want to private investigate? You?” He seemed amused, he actually laughed.
“Yeah. I’ll do anything for my friend. Since I was unable to do anything for her when she was alive, I’ll do that for her Now that she’s dead.” I said, making my voice pitiful.
“You are a very good friend. I’m happy that our mistress had friends that still loves and cares for her.”
I nodded modestly, trying to keep mournful face.
“Please come in.” He opened the gate and I walked into the mansion.
“Thank you sir, I appreciate.” I said.
He bowed and smiled slightly, his wrinkled face creasing into more wrinkles.
“I should be thanking you for what you’re doing. You’re very kind.” I smiled.
As I walked into the apartment, I popped a bubble gum into my mouth, feeling smart for having outsmarted that old guard.
I walked into the house, the interiors were tastefully decorated, beautiful chandeliers hung from the ceiling, the marble tiles were immaculate. I was left in awe
On the wall were different lifesized photographs of April. It looked as though she was staring disapprovingly at me.
I took my eyes away from the pictures and concentrated on the expensive looking furniture.
A maid came in with a mop and bucket. She seemed surprised to see me.
“Hey.” I said smiling at her. She scratched her head.
“Hi.” She made to begin cleaning the floors.
“Hey, i was wondering if you could help me.” I stated tentatively. She dropped the mop and turned to face me.
“Help you? Who are you?”
“I’m Amber Lee.” I smiled. “I’m a distant cousin, you’ll not know me.”
“Oh. Nice to meet you Amber Lee, we don’t get much visitors around here. ” Was all she said. I looked her over.
She was Asian, with white skin and round face. She was very ski-ny and her hair was tied up in a bun.
“I’m sorry about the death of your mistress. It must be a painful blow.” I began tentatively.
She wrinkled her face.
“Let’s just say I was not taken unaware, I see things, I hear, I observe what’s going on.” She leaned closer to me. I grimaced in distaste as her breath hit my nostrils.
“Where are the other maids and staff?” I asked, noticing for the first time that the house seemed a little des**ted.
She shrugged slightly.
“They left. They say the house is evil. They say they hear our mistress footsteps in the night. They cowards.” She shook her head slowly.
“I tell them stay, they pay no heed. They all leave. They say she die a bad death.”
“What’s your name?” I asked.
“Lucy.” She smiled, revealing the fact that an incisors was missing from her dentition.
“Okay Lucy, I want you to tell me what happened on the day your mistress was murdered. What there any spectacular event or something?”
She frowned.
“Are you a police officer or something? I don’t want to get into no trouble.”
I smiled reassuringly.
“No, you’ve nothing to fear.”
“Are you an undercover journalist? Who knows you might be carrying a secret camera or even a tiny tape recorder like on TVs.” Her forehead creased into a frown.
I shook my head
“You can trust me on that one. I need all the help I can get, to solve the murder of your mistress.”
She looked at me for a long time and I held my breath, afraid that she’ll see through my lies.
Finally she gave a loud sigh.
“Sit down please.” She led me to a chair and we both sat down.
“The day she was murdered, she had come back home throwing a tantrum. She was so upset about something and she began to drink. She soon became drunk and turned nasty. She began to break plates and glasses, she even destroyed some of her expensive paintings. Eish! It was so terrible. She used the wh¡p on me and began calling me an ugly Chinese.” She shook her head and looked at me.
“But you see, I’m not Chinese, I’m Korean, I tried to tell her that she refused to listen.” She paused and moved closer to me.
“Do I look Chinese?” She w¡dened her eyes. I shifted away from her, nodding.
“Ah, even you think I’m Chinese. But I’m Korean, a full blooded Korean.”
I tried hærd not to roll my eyes.
“Lucy can you forget about the stuff of been Korean or China and tell me what happened on the day your mistress was murdered.” I asked in exasperation.
“Ah-ah. After beating me and calling me a fat ugly Chinese, she threw me out of the house. She also asked everybody to leave the house.”
I sighed loudly in disappointment.
“So none of you was in the mansion when she was murdered? I asked glumly.
” Nobody except the hoodie guy. ” she began to bite her nails. I quickly sat up, my interest ignited again.
“Hoodie guy?” I asked, barely unable to suppress my excitement.
“Hmm-hmmm. He always wears this black hood. He comes to see our mistress once every week. I think he’s very ugly that’s why he covers his face with a hood always.”
“Lucy can you describe this hoodie guy for me, please.”
“Hmmm, he’s tall.”
“How tall?”
Hmmm… Her eyes squinted in concentration.
“He’s taller than our mistress, maybe an inch taller than her.”
Hmmm, I noted that one mentally.
April was very tall, that means if the guy was taller than her that means he’s a giant.
Check✅
Dominic falls under that category.
“Were you able to see his eyes color?”
“His face was wrapped up always in hood, so me can’t see his face.”
“Okay okay, how about his hair color?”
“Seems like you don’t get what I say Lee. His face and hair under the hood.”
“Oh.” I felt foolish.
“Do you listen to dray god’s music?” She asked suddenly. I frowned
“Yeah. Why do you ask?”
“You know that his song titled ‘harmony’? He wrote the song here.” She said smiling proudly.
“He used my pen to write the song. Wait here, let me bring it.” she rushed out. I sat there, stunned.
Dray god?
What could he be doing in April’s house?
She returned with a pen and reverently handed it to me.
“I’ve kept it very well. You’re the only person I’ve shown it to.” She said smiling proudly. I smiled too.
“How often does dray god comes here when your mistress was alive?”
“Hmm, he comes maybe twice a week. My mistress and dray god have s€×. They say they’re writing songs, but they have s€×. They think they can fool Lucy, they can fool everybody but not me.” She hit her chest proudly.
My jaws dropped.
Dray god and April lovers?!
“Lucy how sure are you that…”
“I see things, I observe everything in this house. Everyone thinks I’m insane, but I know everything that’s going on in this house.” Sgw said with a sly smile
Gosh!
I’m shocked right now.
Damian!
“So Lucy, did dray god come to visit your mistress the day she died?”
“Hmm,I don’t know. I don’t think so. I think they split up. They quarreled and then he stopped coming here.”
“When was this quarrel?”
“About a week ago.” She began to play with the pen childishly.
My mind was racing again. What if Damian is this hoodie guy? Or what if it’s Dominic?
I scratched my head in confusion.
Why would Damian want to kill April?
“So Lucy, do you think that dray god is this hoodie guy?”
She looked confused.
“Dray god? Who’s dray god?”
I struggled not to roll my eyes again.
“The one who used your pen to write the song ‘harmony’!”
“Harmony? What’s that? It sounds sweet to the ears” she clapped slightly.
I was looking at her puzzled.
“Lucy, don’t you remember… Hoodie guy…fat ugly Chinese…”
She frowned in distaste.
“You’re calling me a fat ugly Chinese?!” She asked, her face reddening in anger.
“No I didn’t. That’s what April calls you right?”
“Who’s April?” She stood up. I also stood up too.
Is this girl okay? Was she pretending?
“Your mistress.”
“I have no mistress!” She stated heatedly, glaring at me.
“Yes you have, she was murdered…” I stopped. She was staring at me wide eyed.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Yes you do. You told me that dray god wrote a song with your pen.”
She hit her forehead with her palm.
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“You’re just making all this up, I don’t remember telling you all this!”
“Why are you lying?!”my voice rose a pitch higher
“No you’re the one lying! Who the heck is dray god? Who the heck are you?!”
I took a deep breath.
Now I know that I’ve been dealing with a psycho.
I decided to leave, I’ve had enough in one day.
“Goodbye Lucy, it was nice talking to you.” I said smiling.
“Who told you my name?! Dumb ugly american!” She sneered. I hurried out of the house.
Could it be Damian who killed April?
Who killed creamy then?
My brain was thinking hærd.
What could be the reason why dray god killed April?
Did he kill creamy and then April decided that she’ll tell on him?
Where does Dominic fit into all this?
I met the elderly guard outside. He smiled when he saw me.
“Hope you found what you’re looking for?”
I nodded smiling.
“Who’s that Chinese maid I met in,side?”
“Oh you mean Lucy? I hope you didn’t talk to her, she’s retarded. Don’t listen to whatever she tells you.”
I smiled. I wish I could just ignore what she had told me, but I couldn’t.
“Does dray god come to see your mistress when she was alive?” I couldn’t suppress my curiosity anymore.
His eyes hærdened.
“I’d advice you to delete whatever Lucy told you from your brain.”
‘I know.” I smiled sweetly. “I just wanted to make sure.”
“Goodbye Amber Lee.” He esc-rted me out of the gate and closed it.
“Bye.” I said, to the gate.
I tucked my hands into my pocket.
I just came to know if Dominic was somehow related to April and looked what I found!
I’m more confused than i was when I arrived. I wished o hadn’t talked to Lucy.😪
I flagged down a cab.
👤Author’s POV (omniscient)👤
The elderly gatekeeper watched the teenager as she got into the cab, a huge frown on his face.
Immediately the cab drove off, he brought out his phone and typed in a number which he knew by heart.
He put the phone to his ear, listening to the ‘bruu-bruu sound it made , while patiently waiting for the call to be picked.
“Hello.” A deep voice said at the other end.
“Hello boss.” The old man said breathlessly. “A girl came here, she was asking questions.”
“Who’s she?”
“Amber Lee.”
“Describe her.” The voice was cold, murderous.
“Tall, with shoulder length black hair, and quite curvy.”
“Hmm. Did you tell her anything?”
“No, but Lucy talked.”
The old man winced when he heard the low, blood thirsty growl from the other end.
“I’m going to deal with that bitch!” The old man all of a sudden felt so sorry for Lucy.
“Next Time don’t let her come in!”
” yes boss.”
“As for Amber Lee, I’ll show her….
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Tbc

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