1"So, ummm, uh..." Greg was having a hard time trying to start up a conversation with Kelly on the way to a crime scene, " Nasty cuts on your arms, uh.."
"Look I know that you know what happened so lets just get it out in the clear, okay? I used to cut myself, hell I still get a kick out of it. But im only telling you because you're my partner, okay? If you tell anyone, I will kick your fucking ass. And don't think I wont because I will."
"So you wanna tell me why?"
"No." That was all Greg got out of her until they reached the crime scene.
When the walked into the room they could smell the blood. They saw a blonde girl , about 13, laying on the bed, covered in only a blood drenched, originally white, sheet. Her face was covered in blood and was almost beyond recognition.
When Kelly saw the girl she ran out to the cop outside the room.
"Who is this? Tell me right now WHAT THE FUCK IS HER NAME?"
"Uh miss, her name is" The Officer checked a piece of paper, " Cory Breech, 13 years old, from, uh, Maryland."
Greg heard something loud thump outside and ran to check on it. It was Kelly she had fallen to the floor and was crying very softly.
"Kelly, what's wrong?"
"That girl in there. She's my little sister."