Chapter 12

The rest of that night was a blur; I can't remember anything
but the simple small facts that happened that night!

I remember waking up a small four-walled room of white!

Brian and the others along with two police officers were standing by my bedside.

My vision was shaky but Brian was the first that came into view.

His eyes were bloodshot; he started crying and fell into Kevin's arms.

"W--where am I?" I remember asking as AJ started screaming through his tears.

"You fucking bitch… you know what you did! YOU FUCKING
BITCH!" AJ couldn't finish his words and Denise ran to comfort him.

"Brian, please tell me… why am I strapped to this bed… what's
happened?" I remember begging as Brian shook his head and placed his hand over mine.

"Carla… Nick's dead… we found him dead lying beside you… Y-you had a knife!"

I remember watching Brian's face filled with horror as he turned and exited the room.

"Kevin…." I remember saying but then my mind went back to the night
before and I saw Nick's bloody eyes as his blood spewed from his mouth and the rest of his body!

I started crying uncontrollably; no one even tried to comfort me.

All of them looked at me with hatred and sorrow.

"W-why… am I strapped to this bed?"

"Because Miss Robinson… you started fighting us with the knife
when we found Mr. Carter dead."

One of the police officers said.

I read his nametag, his name was Turner.

"No I didn't, you're lying… I haven't even…"

"SO you didn't kill Mr. Nick Carter?" Turner said as
he scribbled onto a notepad.

"I don't know anymore… Nick… he said the most horrible things
to me… he didn't care and Becky… where's Becky?"

"Who's Becky?" The other officer said, his name was Brooks.

"She's lying… Nick worshiped her… he loved her more than
anyone!" AJ screamed through his tears.

"He cheated on me AJ… he didn't care about me… tell him
Kevin… tell him how mean he was to me… TELL HIM!" I screamed but
all Kevin did was shake his head as clear whole tears ran down his face.

"Miss… we're going to bring you down to the station… have you
questioned… are you ready to give a confession?"

"I want a lawyer!" I replied as Turner handcuffed me.

"You have the right to remain silent, anything you say can and will be
used against you, you have the right to an attorney…"

"Tell Brian I'm sorry and I love him, Kevin… please!" I said as Brooks
placed me into the police cars.

Reporters flashed cameras in my face as I buried my head in my hands.

"Why… how… how could this have happened?" I said as tears ran down my
face.

When we arrived at the police station, Turner and Brooks took me to a
room of black with a huge mirror and a table with four or five chairs around it.

"Have a seat, Miss Robinson," Turner said and left the room.

"Please, I love you… we can make it better… I love you Carla,
only you!" I heard Nick's words echo in my ears as my heart broke into a
million pieces.

'I've lost everything' I thought to myself when two young men in black
suits walked into the room of black.

The room was barely lit and I had troublemaking out their faces.

"Hi Miss Robinson, my name is Detective Harley and this is Detective
Mitchell… we want to ask you a few questions."

I watched as Harley placed a small black tape recorder in between him
and me and he began with simple questions like how old I was or how Nick and me met.

I answered all of the questions truthfully, every word that I said
brought memories rushing through my brain and down my spine.

"Can you tell me where you were between the times seven PM and one AM?"

"I was on a plane back to Canada from Kentucky… then I went to the Hilton hotel."

"Did you see Nick any?"

"Yes!"

"Ok… Miss Robinson… did you kill Nick Carter?"

I sat therefor a while and replayed what had happened in my mind, how Nick
soft baby skin was torn into shreds, how his chest was as hard as a brick and
how the switchblade had gotten stuck in his lungs.

"Miss Robinson, did you kill Nick Carter?"

"I loved Nick… I loved him more than anything!"

"That's not what I asked Carla… is it ok if I call you Carla… Carla, did you
kill Nick Carter?"

I sat there for several minutes in silence and then I finally spoke

"Yes… I killed him."

Harley and Mitchell glanced at each other and then back at me.
"Are you sure?"

"Yes!" I answered truthfully.

I looked down at my hands to see the sweat. I looked at my long
lifeline and realized that the line was growing shorter by the minute.

I never looked at Nick's lifeline but I knew that it
could have been no longer than an inch.

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