I sat in the back of the class taking down the notes on the whiteboard. The door slammed open, and revealed an out of breath Investigator Thomas McCallister. He walked towards me, I tried to stay calm, but on the inside I was panicking.
Had I messed up? Did I leave something behind by mistake? He took the seat in front of me, and I let out the breath that had been caught in my throat. He turned around, and I froze. He's going to expose me to everyone. Here it comes!
"Do you have a pencil I could use?" Came from his mouth.
What?
"W-what?" I replied coming to my senses. The police still didn't know, I'm safe.
"A pencil, or a pen, I don't mind. I need to take down these notes for the test." Thomas said looking a little desperate. I dug through my bag, finding a black ink pen.
"Um… H-here you go." I stuttered, handing him the ink pen. I played the part of the weak raven haired gay man to a T. To the world around me, I was innocent both sexually and mentally, scared of everything around me.
"Thanks, you're a lifesaver." He smiled, not realizing the direct irony of his sentence.
"Hey, you're Benjamin Atlin, right?" Thomas asked looking excited. I nodded timidly.
"You're renting one of your apartment's rooms, yeah?" Thomas asked looking hopeful.
I can't let him live with me, he'll find out for sure. I furrowed my brows, frowning slightly. I can't say no either, but what if he really doesn't need a place to stay?
"Why?" I asked as my frown deepened. He looked taken aback as if he didn't expect me to question him.
"Well… um… My dad is kicking me out, he says it's time I found my own place." Thomas said looking like a kicked puppy.
Maybe it would be okay if he stayed with me; I could find out more about the investigation, and mess around with him for awhile till I get bored; then I'll dispose of him in a respectful way.
"My God! My mom is such a bitch! She won't buy me a new iPhone, like mine is already a year old. How can she be so inconsiderate?" The bleach blonde, two seats to my right, screeched to her red haired friend. I narrowed my eyes. How dare she speak about her mother that way, that disrespectful whore. I grinned happily, I found my next victim.
I tapped on Thomas' shoulder to gain his attention.
"M-meet me outside the... um... the complex building at two. I'll give you a tour, and maybe a key, if you... um... if you really like the place. Okay?" I said still smiling. A huge grin broke out on the brunette's face.
"Thank you, so much!" Thomas breathed, looking relieved and happy.