The Bully's Obsession novel Chapter 71

　　GRACIE 

　　"What about the dead cop? Do you have the information I wanted about him? "

　　His words sent my heart hammering hard in a wave of shock,  I didn't realize when I took a shaky step backwards,  by doing so my back crashed against the door. 

　　He turned around swiftly , I was met with his icy cold  expression which vanished as soon as he saw me .

　　He approached me slowly,  his shackling me to my spot. 

　　"What are you doing here? " he spoke quietly. Was that anxiety I heard in his voice? 

　　I tried to but unable to control the wave of doubt and fear pulsating through me.

　　The room felt so suffocating,  I couldn't breathe. 

　　Oh god. Let me be wrong,  it couldn't have been...

　　Had he been present when Shawn died? 

　　How could it be that much of a coincidence that he died on the same day,  right after he had met me?

　　Also my cellphone....

　　"You knew I met him" I stated in a matter of factly, unable to tear my gaze away from his.

　　His jaw ticked once.. then twice. 

　　"What the hell are you thinking ? Whatever it is, you're wrong " he spoke in a sort of calm tone,  but it didn't serve to quench the fires of suspicion and fear that was brewing inside of me. 

　　I couldn't distinguish what was wrong or right anymore.  I still remember vividly the blood stains on his clothes the last night,  had it been Shawn's? 

　　Oh god .

　　He appeared to notice where my thought had drifted to as he tried to reach out to me.

　　I found myself taking a step back. 

　　His gaze went dark, reflecting so many emotions,  I could only recognize a few 

　　hurt and...

　　I snapped out of it,  now wasn't the time to care. 

　　I have to find out and hear it directly from his mouth .

　　"Did you go after him?"  My voice trembled but I continued. 

　　"I'm asking if you met him...the blood last night was it..... his? " The last part came out as a choked sound. 

　　I wanted to hear him to tell me no,  that I was mistaken about the whole thing,  but I couldn't deny the harsh reality of what might be the outcome of this whole thing. 

　　"Yes I did meet him and the blood had been his! " he whispered roughly seeming frustrated. 

　　Hearing the words from his mouth made me feel like a bucket of ice had been dumped on me,  chilling me completely to my bones .

　　He approached me tilting my face to meet his. 

　　"let go of me! " I screamed.

　　He didn't.

　　If anything his grip got even more firm. 

　　"But I didn't kill him!  someone else did it! " he growled in my face.

　　I stared into his gaze with my blurry ones as I sought to break free from his hold. 

　　Hearing it from an outsider the harsh truth kicked in. 

　　Shawn was dead. 

　　He was really gone from this world. 

　　A sob broke out of my mouth as I shoved hard against his chest,  he tried to hold me but I wouldn't let him. 

　　"I don't believe you, You just killed him! Why? i can't do this Hayden,  I can't do this!" I screamed. 

　　I was beyond reasoning, everything was happening so quickly, Shawn was dead,  he was a good person who had no enemies. 

　　It had to be him! 

　　My body shook with waves of bitter tears,  was his death because of me?