*"How hot? Like extreme hot or EXTREMELY hot?" Ciara's mum demanded down the phone speaker. Ciara was balancing the phone between her shoulder and ear, she had a bowl full of egg and the other holding a cup of milk. Ciara was in the mood to cook and she had deiced to make some cupcakes like her Nan, who owned a cake shop in London. Ciara still remembered the smell of sugar and flour, mixing together like a graceful dance.

Ciara shook her head with a cheerful smile. "I guess."

"Ohhh!" Her mum squeled down the phone making Ciara cringe away. "I bet they'll be perfect for threesomes!" She could hear her mum tapping her finger's happially against a table.

"Mum, please! I have Ashton and even you said he was a gently man." Ciara informed.

"Yes, yes but you need some fun in your life." Her mum once again sheirked with joy.

Ciara groaned and placed down the blow of egg and grabbed a spoon out of the cupbored.

Ciara always hated her mum when she bragged about men and her not having more "fun" in her life, which she disagreed on. Ciara had told her time and time again that she did have fun, like going out clubbing, mountian climbing, jumping off cliffs and other stuff.

"I have fun in my life for your informa-Crap!" Ciara had dropped the mug onto the floor, shattering into tiny peices. "Mum I'll call you later, bye!"

Ciara hung up and scrambled to the floor, picking up the tiny peices. Idiot, Ciara told herself. She was always dropping things, Ashton had said she was so a walking mess. Speaking of which that was how they met when she had bumped into him while at work, spilling her tuna sandwich all over his white shirt.

"On your hands and knees? Now why is that?" Ashtons strong warm voice joked. From behind her she felt warm smooth hands brush her shoulders and lift her off the floor before slowly wrapping his hands around her body.

"Funny," Ciara said sarcastically and smiled a small smile.

"Mmm, so you still up for dinner tonight?"

"Oh, no sorry. I promised Saianna that we would go clubbing." Ciara said remembering that she had panned to meet Saianna at this club that she been wanting to go since it opened.

From the corner of her eye she saw Ashton pout, which was one f the things that attracted Ciara to him. She laughed and pushed away from him to finish picking up the shattered peice of the floor, she also only just realised that milk was spalshed on the cupboard door and the black tiled floor. Ciara groaned at the mess, I won't be doing that again she told herself.

"Ah, I get it you don't want to be with me." Ashton joked and kneeled down to help her pick up the peices.

"Of course I want to be with you, but I promised." Ciara stated.

She grabbed a peice of the shattered mug but didn't realise it was sharp at the edges when her palm sliced against the corner. "Shit," She mumbled, jumping up to grab the kitchen roll from the black counter top.

"Are you ok?" Ashton took her palm and inspected the cut.

"Im fine, its all good," Ciara assured, pulling away the tissue and turning on the tap.

"Hey!" Saianna called over the beating pulse of music. Saianna was wearing a a short white dress that was starpless and had a black belt around her waist. Saianna was a model as well and was beautiful, she had long black hair and was straight unlike Ciara's. She had dark brown eyes that looked black with make up, her skin was a warm brown but light and full lips that were painted bright red today. Saianna and Ciara had met when they were 15 and they were both doing the same photoshoot together.

"Hey!" Ciara replied back.

"How's work?...Two hot men eh?" Saianna gave her a mocking smile, she picked up the drink from the bar which she had got free from the bartender...Who would proberly become her new playtoy. Saianna winked at him and took a sip from her drink, Ciara rolled her eyes as she saw the bartender pass Saianna his number. Ciara was jealous of Saianna but then she would remember she had Ashton and she would feel better.

"It's ok, to be honest i'll be happy when its over," Ciara complained and placed the glass to her lips, slighly tipped, letting the beer tickle her bottom lip.

"Really? Girl, women would kill to have your place! Speaking of which im surprised you haven't got any death threats from they're," Saianna raised two fingers, signalling bunny ears, "Fans." She moved her fingers up and down as she said fans.

"Definally not." Ciara assured her.

Soon they had walked away from the bar after they had finshed they'e convosation about this "bitch" that Saianna was working with, she had said that she was a whining little whore that looked like she was on her period 24/7 and sounded like Mrs. Bail, Saianna's and Ciara's history teacher in collage, which had went round having sex with all the guys...And even Mr. Kyle, a 57 year old man...Yuck.

"Ooo, Ciara look who's here!" Saianna was pointing at a blue lighted table that was placed in the corner with cornered chairs, that fit snugly into the corner. Four people were seated at the table, their drinks placed on the table. There was three girls, all stunning with long legs and man would love, all blonde and fake tanned, almost orange. The fourth person was a man, his hair was gelled back like someone had run they're fingers through his hair. He was wearing tight black jeans, blue high tops, white shirt that was unbuttoned and was wearing glasses like the type you could get when watching a 3D movie at the cinema's.

Ciara knew that face...Mr. Smirky. The three women were all over him, like he was the last cup of water on earth. The one on his left side was rubbing her hand along his chest, where his shirt was unbuttoned. The one on his right was rubbing her body against him, like a cat. The third one, next to the left girl, was reaching over to rub his leg. They all laughed at some joke Drew had said and he smirked...Geez he proberly thought he was some god and women were his worshipers, Ciara would definally wouldn't worship him. She rather shove a gun down her throat then bow down to his feet and kiss his shoes.

"Doesn't he look sexy?" Saianna giggled and squeled with excitment, "Let's go say hi." She clapped her hands together and rushed over to him, leaving Ciara stranded on the dance floor. There was no way she would follow her and swoon like her friend did, he isn't even that hot...Maybe a little...Ok he was hot but Ciara didn't care she had Ashton.

"Left all alone are we?" The voice made her jump, she twirled round and groaned. It was Chase, she liked him but he was starting to annoy her.

"Yes but I don't mind." She informed and walked past him but he followed.

"Not going to join your friend?" He asked, dodging the crowd as he followed her.

"No because I refuse to become one of his little worshipers," Ciara snapped her fingers curling into fists. Why won't he stop following her? Stalker, she sneared to herself.

"No need to get snappy," He replied and put his hands up in a surendering sign.

"Well your annoying me, how can I help not being snappy?" She seethed through her teeth.

From behind her she heard him sigh and he came to a halt, as she looked back she could no longer see him. She gave a confused look at the spot he was obviously standing at. Where did he go? Ciara, inside, felt a pull to go look for him, to search, she shook her head. Why would she want to look for him? He was annoying her and he stopped following, shouldn't she feel relieved? Again she felt the earge to look for him, she looked over at the crowd to search for spiked hair but alot of men had spiked hair tonight and there was no chance of finding him.

With a sigh she turned back around and started to walk, soon after taking one step she bumped into something hard and solid, a wall? She lifted her eyes up from the ground and was meeted with peircing emerald eyes...Drew. He wasn't smiling niethe was he smirking, he was frowning at her.

"You've hurt yourself." He mentioned. Ciara looked down at her palm which was bandaged with a white medical cloth Ashton has wrapped around after cleaning out her cut from the broken shard. The bandage was soked through with blood, the wound must've re-opened when she had clentched her fists.

She looked back up at Drew, he was still frowning but this time he was looking down at her hand.

"I don't understand..." He trailed off before pushing through the crowd in a rush. Ciara started after him wondering what was that all about. She felt a shiver run down her spine from fear and chills, now wanting to go home she pulled out her phone and dialled Saianna's number. After a few calls and still Saianna didn't pick up she decied to leave, having enough of the night and losing intrest for partying she called a taxi and went home.

That morning after a breakfast made by Ashton before he had to go work, Ciara sat infront of the falt screen tv in her lounge. It wasn't much but she loved her cosy little lounge, the walls where brown with faded gold swirls, a creamed coloured carpet that had a small patch of blue paint from when Ashton and her had had a paint fight and it had missed the white covers that were placed on the floor. A small but cute window was on the side that led to a small balcony that you could look out and see the view off the city of London.

Ciara snuggled into her brown and poka dot blue sofa, wrapping the blanket around her tighter. She was watching the news waiting for her favourite show to come on next. At the moment they were disscusing about politics and that jazz, stuff that she really didn't care about.

"In other new's last night at a club called Stealing the Light, a young girl was murdered outside the club at 1:00am.."

Ciara froze, she was there last night.

"She was found by a young man with her wrist's and throat was cut open, her blood pooling around her..."

Ciara started to shake, what if it was Saianna, after last night she hadn't callled her all morning to inform if she was ok.

"The police have no idea who or what, had killed her there was no evidents left behind. Rosary Faye was only in her early 20's.."

The reporter carried on describing who the girl, which thank god wasn't Saianna, was and an image appeared on the screen. Ciara felt her blood run cold, it was one of the girls she had seen with Drew, the one who was on his left. In the image the girl, Rosary, was smiling and looked innocent. Ciara gulped...She remembered the way Drew had looked at her, like he wanted to eat her, like he was an animal...Could Drew had killed her but Drew didn't seem like the type of guy to go round killing innocent girls.

"All we can do is hope the killer is caught." The reporter finished her speach.

Ciara was pretty conviced that it was Drew but it didn't feel right, she felt like she was lying to herself and that she really knew the truth when in fact she really didn't. She gulped again, she had work tomorrow which would mean she would see Drew.

He could be a killer.

Last night, 12am

The girl screamed for help and the man wrapped his rough gloved hand around her wrist.

"Tell me! Tell me!" The man roared.

"I don't know, I swear," She chocked, tears streaming down her checks.

The man wrapped his other hand around her throat and hit her head against the wall.

"Tell me! I know you know!" The man roared again, happy that the music from inside the club hid his voice.

The girl chocked again and a new set of fresh tears run down her cheeks.

"He said he was confused! He said it wasn't right! He said he didn't want it!" She squeked, fear wrapping around her tounge.

The man nodded his head and took out the silver blade, it was covered in marks and jewls on the hem.

"That's all I needed," He slashed the knife across her neck and then both her wrist's before dropping her limp body to the ground, blood pouring out and surronded her head and body.

"That's all I needed.." He repeated before jumping up into the night.

Dun dun dunnnnnnnnnnn, who is this killer? :O Oh the shock the horror!

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