Chapter 2: Second clock

I was totally lost in my thoughts, confused. Tomorrow is now today, finally over but waiting for the detective to ask him a more few questions.

"Tick, tock, tick..."

She's hearing the sound of the clock that it's positionated up in the door of her room, of the hospital. It says it's already 13:12.

– Clank—

She looks at the door while seeing the detective entering and greeting her with nods. She smirk at him: "I'm gladly to see you again today as well Dt.Kazami."

"...Me too. Then i may talk with you today as well?"

He makes a small smile with his lips while he's sitting down and looking at me.

"So... i guess that you're not here to exchange contacts with me, am i right? go on."

"Haha, you got me miss Dianna."

"Fine, but can i ask you a few questions too? i forgot to ask you yesterday..."

"...I'm listening."

I take a deep breathe and then i look at him in the eyes.

"About Jake... how his family's going with all that pressure?"

"Well, they're all shocked and sad because of Jake's death..."

_-_-_

From what i heard from Jake, he told that his family always treated him well, and they always worried about him when he is drunk or if something is bothering him... But only his brother didn't cared that much about him, he always ignored Jake, but Jake always tried hard to be friends with him.

Jake's family is in a good situation of money, well... that means he's not poor, just a rich drunk, even if he is rich he didn't cared about money that much so he decided to live in apartment. And his family wanted him to be the next heir of all the fortune's family when they decide the right time, in other words, the successor of the title of head of the family.

It's like a tradition passed from generation to generation...

"...Miss Dianna? It's looks like you're distracted with another thing."

"...Eh?..."

Ah, i got lost in my thoughts again...

"No, sorry... so what i wanted to ask is how was the reaction from his brother..."

"Are you suspecting of him?"

"What? No, it's not like this... is just..."

I hesited.

"...Uhm, well, Jake was very approached with his brother... so i just got a little worried with his little brother."

I grin.

The Dt.Kazami looks at me with a little surprise in his eyes but he quickly replies me: "He looked a little indifferent, but it looked like he was feeling uneasy..."

Wow, is it what they call of 'heavy conciensce'? it's not like i'm saying that he is tge murderer of his own brother... is just speculation.

"Oh, i understand. And when is the Jake's funeral? I did' like to go too.."

"Ah, about that... it's next week, thuesday."

"Hm, got that."

"Any few questions miss?"

"Huh? No, for now it's over..."

_-_-_

The Dt.Kazami asked me a few more question about Jake's daily life, about his last girlfriends and the persons who hates him too, everytime he cames to visit me. But well, there was a lot of people who hated him but, there was a lot of people who liked him too right?

It already passed 1 week until then.

"...Thank you for your time today as well, Miss Dianna."

"Ah, you're welcome Dt.Kazami"

I gently smiled to him, nodding.

"So... You're out tomorrow, am i right?"

"Haha, happily."

"That's good for you. But i think i'll miss you a little too, miss Dianna."

"Ah, don't worry detective, we can talk sometimes while i'm working. It's a gay's bar."

"Oh really?—"

He interrupted himself a little surprised but then he keeped going.

"But wait. Aren't you a girl?"

Yeah, he's right. I'm a girl, but the bar needed urgently a employeer so also me needed a job. So i tried to take this job and do a cross dressing of a boy. They accepted, for my surprise. But nobody in the bar like the clients knows about it so they think i'm a guy too, and some guys even try to hitting on me but how i'm a girl i refuse then with simple words: "Oh, don't even try it or else you're going to burn if you get more closer to me.".

But they still coming every night to the bar and just talk to me normally. But without trying to hit on me.

"Oh uhm... If you want to know about that you just have to go to the bar looking for someone called 'Dean', okay?"

"...I get it. See you then Miss Dianna."

"And you don't need to be so polity now, just call me Dianna."

"...Dianna. You can call me Gary as well too."

We both smiled to each other. Stop to thinking about it now, he have a great appearence... his dark brown eyes, his pale skin, his white grey hair trying to cover his eyes. He's a good-looking detective!

_-_-_

Today is thuesday, the day of Jake's funeral. And my last day here in this hospital too.

I finally will get out of here and give a proper goodbye to my very and good friend. Jake Himono. It's his full name.

"..."

...Why nobody is coming to my room? They should at least come here and warn me, right? Maybe i should call then...?

"........."

Okay. I'll call them.

I pick the buttom in my right side and press it to try call them, but no response at all.

I think it already happened to me before...

I press it again but nobody come again. What's happening? Why nobody is answering me?

Then i start to hear steps getting close to where i am, my room. The door is closed so i can't see exactly who is behind the white door, but i can see a shadow in the floor behind's door.

Wait. It's not what i think it is... is it?

Maybe someone is here to shut me up? But i didn't see anything of what happened with Jake! Ah but i don't have sure if it really is it. Maybe i'm imagining things too early...

"........"

Did he said something? I can't hear it.

"...Dean..."

...What did he said?

I get up of the bed while taking off all the stuffs of my arms and pulses, and i starts walking slowly to the door trying to not make any noises that he could hear. I try to get close to the door to hear what he's exactly saying.

"...Dean..."

Ah. I need to get out of here.

I go back to my bed and try press the button several times. It won't work. So i look in all the ways to find any way to get out of this situation.

"....."

I think he noticed that i saw him and right now i'm trying to escape. So try to close the door pushing my bed with all my strength. I don't think there will be time to do that ...

There is it. The window is the only way to go away from here.

"...Dean?"

I look back to the door where the man is standing. He's staring at me with such intense eyes right now, but with shock too. Who is he? He looks familiar. And he was calling me Dean now too, so he may be a client from my work... but how does he know who i am? And this voice is so... like last night before Jake's death!

"Dean, are you trying to kill yourself?..."

"Uh?..."

He says it looking at my eyes. But his look is scary like he's going to kill me or torture me.

"Don't do that... Don't you dare do that... Beacuse if you do i'll kill you."

I got chills in the same time, shivers got on my spine, trembling of fear with his glare on me. He's going to kill?

"...W-Who are y-you?..."

Shit. Even my voice is tremble.

"...Hah. You're talking to me now?"

"... E-Eh?..."

He looks down for little and put his right hand in his face, covering his mouth.

Why this is happening to me? Is he a stalker or he just doesn't like me at all? A hater?

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