The man was my true love. He used to be mine. We would stay up on the roof and stargaze. He was like a dream to me. He was home. And he now murdered a teenager. This wasn't him. How? I had to take another drink. And my dumb ass decided to go for a walk. I stumbled out the front steps and fell into someone. I looked up and saw the man. "WTF!" I screamed. He dragged me back in to the house. "Damon you killed a kid!" I confronted him. He looked at me with anger. "She knew to much. Just as you." He moved closer. I trembled as his hand moved to his back pocket.