Tattoos
Goodbye.
LIAM'S POV
Louis and Claire told me everything, every little detail. I couldn't believe it, I didn't want to, I wanted to refuse at first but it all made sense. She was distant and wouldn't talk to me, they showed me the prints.
Louis even told me what Harry had said. I would listen to Louis over Lyn any day, we have no reason to lie to eachother. In this case, Lyn has a perfectly good reason to.
I waited for her answer, the look on her face was priceless. It hurt, it really did hurt to even question the woman I love, but I had to. "I'm not getting any younger, Adlyn." I used her full name with a harsh glare set on her.
Her eyes got even wider, she was even shaking a bit. "I-I it was no one."
"Really? So if I go in there, I won't find a phone or any kind of communication device?" I questioned.
Lyn's expression changed a bit, almost relief. "You won't find anything."
I pushed past her and went to the sink. She was an idiot, I heard the sink cabinet open and close, I felt around and felt the phone taped at the top of the cabinet.
I turned and showed her the cellphone. "Found it." I said and walked over to her then harshly grabbed her arm.
"Let me go you bastard! I didn't do anything!" She tried to fight but it was no use.
I threw her onto the couch where everyone else was. Ed had no idea what was going on, but the other two were fully aware. Lyn was breathing heavily as she looked at all of us.
"What are you planning to do with me, huh?" She mocked, "Kill me?"
Louis laughed since it was actually the other way around. We were going to fake our deaths, and leave Lyn alive. It may sound cruel, but nothing it more cruel then heartbreak and betrayal.
"Why are you laughing?" Lyn asked.
"Wait I'm confused, what's going on?" Ed said.
Claire spoke, "Our little friend here," She pointed to Lyn, "Is a traitor. She's working with the FBI so she won't have to go to prison like the rest of us."
Ed had an unreadable expression, "When did this all happen?"
"When Harry was here," She sighed, "After I lost the baby. He was convincing and had a great argument."
"What argument!" Ed yelled.
"Let's face it, we're all going to get caught eventually. When it happened, I wanted to be prepared." She smirked, "That cellphone Liam's holding, has a tracker. They know where we all are."
"Lyn, you're a fucking idiot. You always have been, always expecting others to do your dirty work. You're a coward!" Claire kneeled in front of her, "But Louis and Liam have a plan, a plan that would have saved us all."
"Wha-" Lyn turned to me, "Why didn't you tell me about this!"
"I'm sorry, you were too busy meeting up with the FBI. You wouldn't talk to me, how did you expect me to tell you? Claire didn't even know until five minutes ago." I don't know why I was explaining myself to her.
Lyn shook her head, "So what are you going to to with me?"
Louis shrugged, "Time will tell."
"When is this all happening?" She kept asking questions.
Louis and I exchanged looks, "Tonight. And I'm sure you've guessed already that you're not in on the plan."
"What is your stupid plan anyway?" She was trying to act tough, nice try.
"I can't tell you. Or you would tell the FBI while you're in prison." Now it was my turn to smirk.
Lyn looked at me with wide eyes, "P-Prison?"
I nodded, "Somewhere that you'll never get out of."
Lyn began to cry, pathetic. She was giving each of us desperate looks, "Please don't. Just let me in on the plan and I promise I'll leave all of you alone! Please!"
"Maybe if you hadn't betrayed us, you would be fine." Ed added, "This is all on you."
Lyn kept shaking her head, she looked at Claire. "Claire..you can't actually let this happen! We're best friends."
"We stopped being friends the second you decided to turn to Harry for help." She bluntly stated, "Louis let's just get on with the plan."
Louis nodded and I grabbed Lyn. Claire handed me the rope and I tied Lyn's hand behind her back. She didn't fight because she was too busy trying.
"Cheaters never win." I mumbled and tied her to the ladder.
We had everything set up, the bodies that we dug up from an old grave yard. I stayed up all night changing everyone's records to match the already dead bodies, so we'll be dead once the FBI arrives.
Lyn was outside waiting with the others, she was sobbing hysterically, but everyone continued in. I crawled out and grabbed the lighter, then a cloth. I wiped my finger prints off the lighter and made Lyn touch it.
Now her prints were all over it. I had put gasoline all over the floor down there. I made Lyn light it and then throw it. Bright orange and red flames burst out and began to burn everything.
We all watched as it kept burning, but we had to go since the smoke was high enough for anyone to see.
Claire grabbed Lyn's phone and dialed 911, "Hello! Yes, there's a fire somewhere in the fields. I don't know, maybe a wildfire. Okay thank you."
She threw the phone in the fire and then gave me a stern nod. "Do it."
I took a deep breath, "I love you Lyn, or at least I did. Good luck." I knocked her out with the end of my gun and she fell to the ground.
We all just stared, it was happening, we were ending this running life. In the distance we heard sirens, so we all made a run for it into the forest and hid.
Not even five minutes later, many fire trucks showed up along with police cars and ambulances. We all watched from a distance everything that was happening, it was horrific.
"We have an unconscious woman!" A man called, "Oh my god...IT'S LYN REACHER THE CRIMINAL!"
Many cops ran over and picked her up. They took her to the ambulance but handcuffed her to the gurney. Then, the drove off with her.
The fire was put on ten minutes later, and people went inside to investigate. "We have four dead bodies, all burned."
"How did it start?" Another man asked.
"It seems like it was started, due to the extreme marks on certain parts of the wood floor." He replied.
"Makes sense, we found a lighter close to the woman." I pursed my lips, I was madly in love with her, and she just betrayed all of us.
It hurt.
"Alright, let's get Detective Worden! He's the one in charge of this case." I'm guessing that's the fucker who Lyn was working with.
He walked around a bit, went inside the hatch and came out. "Are those the others?" He asked.
"We don't know for sure until we compare dental records," A random person said, "But we assume so."
He punched the bridge of his nose, "Alright. I need to know by tomorrow, the press will want to know if these are the criminals."
Then he got in his car and drove off.
WORDEN'S POV
That idiotic little bitch, I didn't mean for her to start a fire and grab the attention of everyone. She took care of everyone, but now she's handcuffed in a hospital.
If she has the chance, she might reveal what I did and I can loose my job, even go to prison. I couldn't allow that, so she needs to be out in prison before people feel bad for her and start questioning if she should be in prison or not.
I sped over to the hospital and walked the room I was told she was in. She was conscious now and was trying to break the handcuffs, idiot.
When she saw me, she stopped. "It wasn't me."
I shushed her, "I'm going to question you, just act like you're guilty and I'll get you out of here. Okay?" I lied, I was throwing her ass in prison.
She nodded and I got my recorder out, "Did you kill the following individuals: Claire Randy, Louis Tomlinson, Liam Payne and Ed Sheeran?"
"Y-yes." She stammered.
"Did you light them on fire?" I asked.
"Yes."
"Did you burn them alive?"
"Yes."
"That's all I need Mrs. Reacher. Enjoy prison." I got up and walked out, ignoring her screams and such.
Case closed.
Louis and Claire told me everything, every little detail. I couldn't believe it, I didn't want to, I wanted to refuse at first but it all made sense. She was distant and wouldn't talk to me, they showed me the prints.
Louis even told me what Harry had said. I would listen to Louis over Lyn any day, we have no reason to lie to eachother. In this case, Lyn has a perfectly good reason to.
I waited for her answer, the look on her face was priceless. It hurt, it really did hurt to even question the woman I love, but I had to. "I'm not getting any younger, Adlyn." I used her full name with a harsh glare set on her.
Her eyes got even wider, she was even shaking a bit. "I-I it was no one."
"Really? So if I go in there, I won't find a phone or any kind of communication device?" I questioned.
Lyn's expression changed a bit, almost relief. "You won't find anything."
I pushed past her and went to the sink. She was an idiot, I heard the sink cabinet open and close, I felt around and felt the phone taped at the top of the cabinet.
I turned and showed her the cellphone. "Found it." I said and walked over to her then harshly grabbed her arm.
"Let me go you bastard! I didn't do anything!" She tried to fight but it was no use.
I threw her onto the couch where everyone else was. Ed had no idea what was going on, but the other two were fully aware. Lyn was breathing heavily as she looked at all of us.
"What are you planning to do with me, huh?" She mocked, "Kill me?"
Louis laughed since it was actually the other way around. We were going to fake our deaths, and leave Lyn alive. It may sound cruel, but nothing it more cruel then heartbreak and betrayal.
"Why are you laughing?" Lyn asked.
"Wait I'm confused, what's going on?" Ed said.
Claire spoke, "Our little friend here," She pointed to Lyn, "Is a traitor. She's working with the FBI so she won't have to go to prison like the rest of us."
Ed had an unreadable expression, "When did this all happen?"
"When Harry was here," She sighed, "After I lost the baby. He was convincing and had a great argument."
"What argument!" Ed yelled.
"Let's face it, we're all going to get caught eventually. When it happened, I wanted to be prepared." She smirked, "That cellphone Liam's holding, has a tracker. They know where we all are."
"Lyn, you're a fucking idiot. You always have been, always expecting others to do your dirty work. You're a coward!" Claire kneeled in front of her, "But Louis and Liam have a plan, a plan that would have saved us all."
"Wha-" Lyn turned to me, "Why didn't you tell me about this!"
"I'm sorry, you were too busy meeting up with the FBI. You wouldn't talk to me, how did you expect me to tell you? Claire didn't even know until five minutes ago." I don't know why I was explaining myself to her.
Lyn shook her head, "So what are you going to to with me?"
Louis shrugged, "Time will tell."
"When is this all happening?" She kept asking questions.
Louis and I exchanged looks, "Tonight. And I'm sure you've guessed already that you're not in on the plan."
"What is your stupid plan anyway?" She was trying to act tough, nice try.
"I can't tell you. Or you would tell the FBI while you're in prison." Now it was my turn to smirk.
Lyn looked at me with wide eyes, "P-Prison?"
I nodded, "Somewhere that you'll never get out of."
Lyn began to cry, pathetic. She was giving each of us desperate looks, "Please don't. Just let me in on the plan and I promise I'll leave all of you alone! Please!"
"Maybe if you hadn't betrayed us, you would be fine." Ed added, "This is all on you."
Lyn kept shaking her head, she looked at Claire. "Claire..you can't actually let this happen! We're best friends."
"We stopped being friends the second you decided to turn to Harry for help." She bluntly stated, "Louis let's just get on with the plan."
Louis nodded and I grabbed Lyn. Claire handed me the rope and I tied Lyn's hand behind her back. She didn't fight because she was too busy trying.
"Cheaters never win." I mumbled and tied her to the ladder.
We had everything set up, the bodies that we dug up from an old grave yard. I stayed up all night changing everyone's records to match the already dead bodies, so we'll be dead once the FBI arrives.
Lyn was outside waiting with the others, she was sobbing hysterically, but everyone continued in. I crawled out and grabbed the lighter, then a cloth. I wiped my finger prints off the lighter and made Lyn touch it.
Now her prints were all over it. I had put gasoline all over the floor down there. I made Lyn light it and then throw it. Bright orange and red flames burst out and began to burn everything.
We all watched as it kept burning, but we had to go since the smoke was high enough for anyone to see.
Claire grabbed Lyn's phone and dialed 911, "Hello! Yes, there's a fire somewhere in the fields. I don't know, maybe a wildfire. Okay thank you."
She threw the phone in the fire and then gave me a stern nod. "Do it."
I took a deep breath, "I love you Lyn, or at least I did. Good luck." I knocked her out with the end of my gun and she fell to the ground.
We all just stared, it was happening, we were ending this running life. In the distance we heard sirens, so we all made a run for it into the forest and hid.
Not even five minutes later, many fire trucks showed up along with police cars and ambulances. We all watched from a distance everything that was happening, it was horrific.
"We have an unconscious woman!" A man called, "Oh my god...IT'S LYN REACHER THE CRIMINAL!"
Many cops ran over and picked her up. They took her to the ambulance but handcuffed her to the gurney. Then, the drove off with her.
The fire was put on ten minutes later, and people went inside to investigate. "We have four dead bodies, all burned."
"How did it start?" Another man asked.
"It seems like it was started, due to the extreme marks on certain parts of the wood floor." He replied.
"Makes sense, we found a lighter close to the woman." I pursed my lips, I was madly in love with her, and she just betrayed all of us.
It hurt.
"Alright, let's get Detective Worden! He's the one in charge of this case." I'm guessing that's the fucker who Lyn was working with.
He walked around a bit, went inside the hatch and came out. "Are those the others?" He asked.
"We don't know for sure until we compare dental records," A random person said, "But we assume so."
He punched the bridge of his nose, "Alright. I need to know by tomorrow, the press will want to know if these are the criminals."
Then he got in his car and drove off.
WORDEN'S POV
That idiotic little bitch, I didn't mean for her to start a fire and grab the attention of everyone. She took care of everyone, but now she's handcuffed in a hospital.
If she has the chance, she might reveal what I did and I can loose my job, even go to prison. I couldn't allow that, so she needs to be out in prison before people feel bad for her and start questioning if she should be in prison or not.
I sped over to the hospital and walked the room I was told she was in. She was conscious now and was trying to break the handcuffs, idiot.
When she saw me, she stopped. "It wasn't me."
I shushed her, "I'm going to question you, just act like you're guilty and I'll get you out of here. Okay?" I lied, I was throwing her ass in prison.
She nodded and I got my recorder out, "Did you kill the following individuals: Claire Randy, Louis Tomlinson, Liam Payne and Ed Sheeran?"
"Y-yes." She stammered.
"Did you light them on fire?" I asked.
"Yes."
"Did you burn them alive?"
"Yes."
"That's all I need Mrs. Reacher. Enjoy prison." I got up and walked out, ignoring her screams and such.
Case closed.
Notes
THIS IS NOT THE LAST CHAPTER DON'T WORRY
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1/19/18