Title: One Pure Thought; Chapter NINE.

Author: Skuzzeh

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Chapter Nine

"Tell me about your day before Emily, your younger twin, was attacked."

"Um…I was at Freddie's. We'd been...together…and just hanging around really."

"Okay, and then what? What made you go to the pub that night?"

"Emsy text me saying that we were all meeting there for a few drinks." She clarifies with ease.

"And when you say 'we were all meeting there…' who is all?"

"Me, Freds, Em, Naomi, Cook, Effy, Panda, Thomas and JJ…the gang." She lists, flinching at Emily's name.

"Okay, and who was there when you got there?" The interviewer asks to go over previous notes; checking if anyone or anything was missed out.

"Cook and Effy were drinking and laughing…and Thomas and Panda were dancing. JJ was working, he works in the pub, serving drinks and stuff, and Ems and Naomi were a bit late."

"Okay, and what was the atmosphere like?"

"Normal…really. Cook and Efs were drunk, so they were really funny. Me and Freds just sat laughing at them; the things they came out with." Katie smiles remembering the night, it was just like old times, just like they used to be.

"And then when Emily, and Naomi arrived, what was the atmosphere like then?"

"Tenser." She bites her lip, and thinks back to the day; getting lost in her own day dream.

"How so?"

"Cook was acting weird. Effy went quiet; like something was on her mind…probably thinking about how to fucking murder my sister. They both tried to order more drinks. JJ said no, but then Cook's uncle Keith told him to give him drinks, as its family, so they got drunker…"

"How much would you say they'd drunk since you had arrived?"

"…5 pints…maybe? They were knocking them back loads."

"As Emily's sister, you'd talk a lot about things, right. About Naomi, and things that…?"

"Um…not really. Ems kept her and Naomi pretty private most of the time. She thought it was weird. I mean, I wasn't their favourite person for a while."

"Why not?"

"Me and Naomi have history, but it's over now."

"Okay. You mentioned the tension. Are you aware of any tension between Cook and Naomi?"

She hangs her head down to think. Scratching her head beneath the hair found there.

"I heard from JJ, that Cook likes her, and tried to hit on her a few times, and got really furious when she turned him down."

"Furious? Do you think he was in the right frame of mind to hurt anyone?"

"Maybe…I'm not sure….he's…Cook…you know. You never really know what he's thinking or what he's going to do…"

"Do you think Cook murdered your sister, Miss Fitch?"

"No…he's not like that. He's a dick, but he's got a heart."

"Tracing James Cook's phone bill, we found a lot of calls to you, in the past two months. I didn't know you were such good pals…"

"We're not…"

"Then why so many calls? Unless…you were plotting something…"

"No…no…I didn't…I never…Okay, I'll tell you but…God."

"Go ahead."

"I've been sleeping with Cook…behind Freddie's back…he needed someone, and…I was there…and I'm not proud of it."

"He was willingly sleeping with you, while clearly still in love with Miss Campbell? And that didn't bother you?"

"No…it's just sex. It doesn't matter." Katie reassures herself.

"We're not here to judge you, Miss Fitch. We just want to understand what happened."

"Okay…now what?"

"What do you mean?"

"After I've been interviewed…I can go right? Freddie won't know about me and Cook? It'd break his heart."

"If what you're asking, is if we will share your interview with other people, then the answer is no, we will not."

**

"Help. Help me." Her voice is deep and raspy.

She attempts to move, but is surrounded by blinding pain.

She can't move her body.

Tries to open her eyes; unable to see, blurry eyes.

Her body feels heavy. Tired.

Then she feels it trickle down her face, down her head; down her hair and onto the floor.

"Help." She calls again, albeit quietly until she realises.

She's lying in a puddle of her own blood.