A Private Detective

Taylor’s pov

A loud knock woke me up from my sleep. The door opened before I could respond. Simon walked into my room with a cup of coffee in his hand.

“Hey” he said, sitting next to me on the bed.

“Hey” I responded in a low voice,

“It's been 5 days Taylor, you will die if you continue being like this, please eat something” he said. I shook my head, tears falling down my cheeks.

“I don't want to live, not without him” I said with a sign., It was so hard not breaking down.

“Kevin was my best friend. I understand exactly how you are feeling, but your life doesn't have to end just because he is gone. We need to keep living, it's what he would have wanted” Simon’s words didn't make me feel any better. How would I continue to live if the most important person in my life was gone? A part of me died alongside him. I will never be okay again.

“You know he didn't kill himself, right? The police said he killed himself but we both knew Kelvin, there is just no way” I said in a heavy voice. Kelvin had been looking forward to our wedding. We talked for hours the day before the wedding, talked about how many kids we wanted and how we would go about doing things. There was no way he killed himself.

“There was no other fingerprint on that knife except his and yours. The stab wound indicated it was self-inflicted. I am sorry Taylor, I know…” I stood up, stopping him from saying anything more.

“Can you even hear yourself? Give me one damn reason why Kelvin would kill himself, just one!” I yelled. When Simon didn't respond, I let out a laugh

“There was no way he would kill himself. Someone killed him and the police didn't do anything. I won't sit around and do nothing. I will get justice for him, I will do everything in my power to find out who did this!” I thought Simon would be the most understanding, Kelvin was his best friend, he knew him better than any other person and yet here he was saying this crap.

“Taylor” Becky peeped into the room holding my phone which was ringing.

“Your Dad is calling” she said. I composed myself and answered the call.

“Baby, I heard what happened” he began, making me roll my eyes.

“Don't Dad. First, you didn't show up at my wedding, and then I am sure you sure as hell know someone killed Kelvin. Do you know how broken I am? Probably not. I am losing my mind, Dad, and it took you what?, Five days to call me.” I was much more upset than I wanted to,

Becky squeezed my hand in comfort.

“Calm down baby” she whispered. I let out a deep sign

“I am calling to offer my help”. Dad said

“With what exactly?” I asked. This was one of the reasons why I hated my Dad. He knew he was wrong, but he would never apologize.

“I didn't like Kelvin and to be honest, I am glad he died” he said, making me cuss at him.

“Did you call just to make me more upset? I am hanging up”, I warned.

“Don't hang up” he said with a sign,

“I hired the best detective in London to help you find your closure” he said. His words actually made me surprised.

“You don't think Kelvin killed himself?” I asked him in disbelief.

“He did not. Someone murdered him. Thankfully, this won't bring him back, but I know you will feel better when you find the person who killed him” Dad had a bad way with words, but I wasn't expecting him to agree with me this once. It made me feel like I wasn't crazy when I continuously said Kelvin didn't kill himself.

“When does he arrive?” I asked.

“Probably by tomorrow morning. And honey, I know you are mad at me, but I will make it up to you, take you on a little trip just the two of us” he suggested, making me laugh. 

“You can take your little wife, she loves trips, remember?!” I exclaimed and hung up the call before I could hear another word from him. 

“See, even Dad thinks the same about this. I am sure Kelvin is turning right now Simon, you are such a friend” I commented,

“Don't take it out on him” Becky said, making me turn to face her.

“Well, who do I take it out on then?” I asked and went straight to the bathroom,

I knew I was being impossible but I was losing it. I could see myself going crazy each passing moment. I took a long shower. When I went back to my bedroom, Becky was there. She brought some food for me.

“You are eating, am not getting a no from you” she said. I sat next to her and began to eat.

“That went easier than I imagined” she said. I smiled at her.

“Thank you for taking care of me. This is hard for me, but I am glad I have you and Simon around” I said. Neither her nor Simon had left my side since the day Kelvin died. It's times like this that I realized I had good friends who loved and cared about me, unlike my own father.

“You don't have to thank me. We love you and want to see you better”, Becky responded. I briefly hugged her before going back to my food,

“A detective is coming tomorrow morning. Dad hired the best”, I told her. My father and I have never been close, but anything money could buy, he made sure I had it. If he said the detective was the best one, I sure knew he was.

“That's good. We need to get to the bottom of all this” Becky said, Despite what everyone said, she was the only other person who didn't think Kelvin killed himself

“Yeah, I swear I will kill the person myself when we catch him” I commented.

“And I will be doing that alongside you so we can get locked up together” Becky replied with a laugh. I joined in too,

“Gosh, it feels like forever since I last saw you smile” she commented.

“I love you”, I said, blowing her a kiss. She pretended to grasp it with her hand and pressed it to her lips, making us both burst out laughing…