Clue (One Direction Murder Mystery)

Zoella Clearlock is shaken from the disappearance of her best friend. She has no other choice than to request the help of local private eye, and her past lover, detective Harry Styles for help in solving the case, all the while wondering if she will be the next one to go missing.

*I rated this yellow for graphic descriptions of murder and violence*


8. Family Issues

Harry burst out of his office, grabbing his evidence folders and a gun and he flew past his desk. He jumped in his car and his tires skidded as he raced out of the parking lot, losing no time as he turned sharply onto the little street. He turned off the car and dashed up to the front porch, and violently tried to open the door to Corey’s house.

“Corey!!” He screamed, and pulled his pistol from his jacket pocket and shot the lock off the door, and thrust it open. His heart stopped when he saw Corey, taunting a ghostly pale Zoey with a knife. Harry ran over and grabbed Corey’s shirt collar, yanking him away from Zoella and shoving him against a wall, and grabbing the knife away from him. “I think it’s time to confess, cousin,” Harry said angrily.

Zoella gasped. “Harry, you two are… related?!”

He nodded, never taking his eyes from Corey’s sly grin, “That’s right. Corey is my cousin or, step-cousin really. He went clinically insane about four years ago. He has murdered dozens of people, in the worst of ways,” He said, shaking his head to rid his mind of the images. “And weren’t you supposed to be in an asylum?” Harry said, now turning to Corey.

“Supposed to,” He said chuckling, “lucky for me, no one has figured out my new identity yet, and no one will.” He pushed Harry to the floor and took back the knife.

“I’ve always found pleasure in tormenting Harry.” He peered down into Harry’s eyes darkly, “Like when I killed your mother, and then your sis-”

Harry tried to punch him, but Corey held his fists down against the floor. 

“And you bleached the knife you used to kill Tabitha to burn her. And you forgot to wash your hands before you went to work. There is bleach spots on your file folders,” Harry said, struggling to gain an advantage. “Yeah yeah, we all know I killed her, Harry, it’s nothing new,” He said, pressing the knife to Harry’s chest, “And I plan to kill you two the same way.” Zoella ran up to Harry, but Corey whirled around and stabbed her hand, and she gasped in pain, and stumbled back. “I still don’t know what came over you, Corey,” Harry said, struggling to get away from him.

“Yeah? That’s why they labeled me as insane,” Corey said, holding him down on the cold wooden floor, “They don’t have an explanation!” Harry quickly head-butted Corey and sent him flying backwards, and using the brief moments he had, he got to his feet and pulled the pistol from his jacket pocket, and pointed the barrel at Corey, who was lying on the floor. A faint sound of police sirens rang out in the dreary darkness of the evening, and Harry cracked a small grin.

“And hopefully,” He said, “You’ll be locked up at least till the next family reunion.”

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