Who Killed Her

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Olora

BY the time we had gotten there everyone was already there waiting for us

"let's get this over with"

Arabela said unenthusiastically crossing her arms. I looked over at Tamyson, we locked eyes it was awful, I looked away almost immediately after locking eyes with him.  We all walked over to the front door, they were beer cans everywhere outside, it smelt like piss. All the plants were either dead or smashed. Abby went up to the door and knocked on it and waited patiently for it to open Dillan leaned his back against one of the gray walls next to the door. We waited a few moments but no one opened the door

"guess no one's home"

Rowan suggested, she knocked again but no response to it, jut like before. 

"come on Abby no one's home"

Tamyson told her putting his hand on her arm. He gave up after a few moment's and we all began to walk away

"guys"

Abby shouted after a few seconds catching our attention, we all turned around and the house door was open and there she was standing there with a key in her right hand with a huge smile on her face

"really Abby, now were breaking an entering"

Dillan scolded her actions. A wave of hurt washed over her face

"I just want to take a look around"

"so we could be criminals"

"Ben, we already are"

Abby reminded him for the millionth time in the past year.

"are you crazy?"
I growled at her

"look, I didn't come all this way to give up now"

she said hitting her fist into her palm, god this girl was crazy, and persistent, extremely persistent. 

"I'm going with you then"

if she was gonna be crazy I wasn't about to let her do it alone. 

"so will we"

Dillan said talking about the three football boys,

"you four will be on look out"

he pointed at Ben, Jing, and Nick, Arabela

"be careful"

Ben said giving him a peck on the lips. we walked inside, it smelt like mold and old whiskey, my nose hairs were sticking up from the awful stench. They were papers everywhere, and random too. They were empty food containers with still some food in it everywhere. The floor and walls were covered in piss

"ew... ew"

Abby said as she walked slowly inside the house in front of us. I had never seen her so grossed out or determent in her whole life.

"I really shouldn't have worn heels"

she said trying to avoid stepping in anything gross with her stiletto's

"what are we looking for Abby?"

"any evidence that he killed her, or something"

I turned to her with a pissed look on my face

"or something Abby?"

she stopped what she was doing and looked over at me then shrugged plainly. 

"no you don't get to shrug, how the fuck do you plan to go into somebody's house and not have a plan"