Too "Complicated" for Answers [Fanfiction contest #2]

[Lewymocha Original]

Part One

It was dark, misty, cold and Avril had just come back from work after a long day in the studio. She had left home at ten that morning to meet up with Evan and Butch, two of her closest mates, in the studio. During lunch that day, Evan and Butch had left and she ended up working on her own in the studio. She didn't expect what was about to happen. No one could of anticipated it. She pulled up to her Los Angeles mansion. She pulled silver keys from her black tight pants as she fixed her white baggy hoody. She opened up the door. As she walked in and looked up, she gasped.
Dirt and broken furniture was spread across the mansion.
“OH MY GOD”, Avril screamed, “What happened here?”
She walked through the crowded mansion.
“Deryck?”, she questioned in worry.
He was here on his own when she had left. Did he do this?
She nervously scrambled through the dark mansion. She looked at the clock. It was striking midnight. She walked slowly up the stairs. She quietly opened her bedroom door. As she walked through, she switched on the light. Blood dribbled from the bed to the floor. Looking past the bed she searched for her beloved husband. As she walked into her open closet, she saw him. Dead. Hanging from one of the shelves in the open closet. He was hung by his neck to the shelf by a torn green scarf. She stood there. She sat down in the corner of the bedroom and cried with her hands in her head.
She sat there in silence for three hours, staring at the blank wall. What would she do with her life? Where would she go from here? She finally decided to stand up. She walked to the phone, shaking, ready to call the guards. As she picked up the phone, there was a loud knock at the door. She froze. What if it was the killer? How could she escape?
“Avril, it's Evan!”, a man's voice shouted through the letterbox. Avril ran to the door in desperation. She scattered through the broken pieces of wood left from a struggle. She opened the door. Evan looked exhausted. Avril burst into tears and fell into his arms. She pushed her head into his shoulder, and suddenly rose. She looked at him.
“What's wrong Av?!”, he said in a monotone voice.
“You smell like Deryck”, she fussed.
“What?!”, he said in shock, “Avril wait!”.
She slammed the door, and ran straight to the phone. Suddenly the electricity was cut. The phone was dead. Without thinking she ran outside to her garage at the side of the house. She ran to a four by four black, tinted window jeep. The garage door opened. She reved the jeep up and drove speedily out of the drive way. Evan jumped in front of the car.
“Avril! Wait”, He screamed after her car as she drove past him.

[misstypea]

what?????
Evan killed Deryck????????

Continue please!

[Av-Lav]

Sexy!
You have me intrigued.

[ktg205]

im liking this, when are you going to update it?

[rock_steady]

OMGGGG
what happend???

[Lewymocha Original]

Part Two


She pulled up outside Butch Walker's home near a black gate that covered his mansion. The night was cold and the early morning started to fog. She looked at her watch, tearing at the eyes she blurrily noticed it was close to four in the morning. She nervously pulled down her black tinted window, and pressed on a button outside Butch's big black gate. A voice responded after a buzzing sound, “Hello?!”, it muttered curiously.
“Butch”, Avril cried, “It's me!”
“Avril are you ok, one minute I'll let you in now.”
The black gate opened slowly. She slowly drove up the now fogged drive way. She could only see orange lights that had recently flashed on. She escorted herself towards them.
As she got to the door she could see a shadowy figure waiting for her, it was Butch. She ran towards him and cried as she caught a hold of him. He wrapped his arms around her and guided her towards a warm fire in his living area centered in his mansion.
“I'll get you a warm cup of tea, stay there, I won't be a second.”
She cried to herself quietly. How could she tell him? She couldn't. The words could never come from her mouth. She would never admit it. It would be too hard.
She slowly arose from her position and walked towards the bathroom. She was wondering if Butch's wife was home. What would she think of this? Turning up at all hours of the morning. But it was important. Surely she couldn't refuse her a place at a time like this.
After coming out from the bathroom, Avril lost her course and guided herself towards a bed in a spare room at the back of the house. She relaxed. Closed her eyes.
“AVRIL?!”, a man's voice echoed.
She rose suddenly, it was Butch with her tea. She stumbled from the bed and onto the floor. Face near to the ground, she attempted to rise. As she did she stopped and stared at what was under the bed. It was a green scarf. She could only see the tip of it. She didn't believe what thoughts were going through her head.
“Avril?! Where are you!?” Butch shouted worringly.
She pulled the scarf from underneath the bed. It was stuck. She pulled harder. As she did a case came out with it. She opened it. A torn green scarf, identically the same as the one hung around Deryck's neck lay safely inside. Footsteps crawled up the hallway towards the bedroom. She panicked. Butch would now have to kill her. But she didn't care. She wanted revenge. As she could hear Butch's footsteps approaching the door, a smashing noise came from down stairs. The footsteps halted in their tracks and quickly drifted downstairs. Avril grabbed the scarf and ran out of the room down the hallway in the opposite direction of Butch.

[ktg205]

what the hell is going on?!

[Lewymocha Original]

It will all come together