A/N: Ok, so it's a rather short chapter, but bear with me peeps! I'm working on updates as much as I can. :D Hope you guys like the new chapter and I'll try to get another update soon.
Chapter 19
June 29, 2008
Tommy had received a call from a rather ticked Nikki later the day before asking him about her cellphone. He arranged a meeting at G Major for her to pick up her phone today, and he hoped to get information about Mark from her. Tommy suspected she was the killer but Kwest wasn't so convinced.
"We got everything set up?" Tommy asked for the hundredth time.
"Yes man, chill. Everything's set and ready." Kwest said, getting annoyed. At that moment, the door to the studio was flung open and Nikki entered.
"My phone and I'll be on my way." She said, looking annoyed.
"Follow me, I'll get it out of my coat." Tommy said, leading her into the soundproof recording booth. Tommy and Kwest shared a glance through the glass.
"Why did you steal my phone?" She asked him, while Tommy dug it out of his leather jacket.
"So you'd agree to see me again." He answered honestly. Nikki looked intrigued.
"Oh, really." She said, grinning seductively. Tommy held up her phone and Nikki held out her hand for it.
"First, I have a couple questions to ask you." Tommy said, his tone serious.
"You already have my number, and address, what more could you want?" She asked, her voice low and sultry.
"I want to know about your ex husband." He said and Nikki's eyes flashed in anger.
"I don't want to talk about him." She said, her voice full of anger.
"Too bad. Where were you the night of July Second?" Tommy asked.
"What's it to you?"
"My girlfriend is being accused of murdering a man she didn't kill."
"Sucks to be her." Nikki commented. Tommy's eyes flashed in anger and Nikki looked smug. "Guess she wasn't careful enough."
"She didn't kill him."
"Sounds like you're in denial." She said, sounding bored. "Now, if you excuse me, I have things to do, places to go, and people to see." Nikki tried to brush past Tommy and he grabbed her arm to keep her from leaving. She spun around, anger blazing in her eyes. "Let. Go. Of. Me." She said, her voice low and deadly.
"Why? You gonna kill me like your ex?"
"You men are all the same. Pigs, scum of the earth." She said, her voice dripping with annoyance.
"Yeah, yeah, heard it all before." Tommy said, his voice dismissive. Nikki's eyes flashed with more anger and she ripped her arm from him.
"You all think you're so tough, so cool." She laughed bitterly and Tommy began to feel slightly worried. "Someone should teach you all a lesson."
"Like you taught Marc?"
"Marc had it coming. If it wasn't me, it would have been your girlfriend or someone elses. I'm sorry she's taking the heat, but the man had it coming and the world's a better place without him in it." She said, her voice sounding sincere. "Now, my phone please." She said, handing out her hand. Tommy glanced at her.
"Is that a confession?" He asked, holding the phone just out of her grasp.
"Yes, but I'm not going to come forward." She said, smirking. "Sorry about your girlfriend. You feel lonely, look me up." She said, snatching the phone from his hand and leaving the studio with a strut.