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[delilahsturniolo]

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morose333 next time 🤍

matt.sturn no

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[delilahsturniolo]

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no body, no crime.

— m.s

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(FINALE)

chapter 7 . . . the beginning of the end

in which . . . you and matt are private investigators, trying to solve a murder from years ago.

warnings . . . kissing, a bit of physical fighting.

written by @delilahsturniolo. do not copy, steal, or modify any of my works. do not take inspiration without permission or credits. happy reading! :)

the news had finally spread, everyone knew. the whole town was talking about it, and all you could do was pretend you knew nothing.

you and matt were sitting in a cozy cafe, it was around 11 in the morning. matt sipped his coffee delicately, as your eyes were glued to your phone, you read the news headline.

MAX JONES, DEAD AT 56 YEARS OLD. STABBED BY HIS DAUGHTER, GIANNA JONES, WHO IS NOW IN CUSTODY.

fuck, it was wrong. it was so wrong. it was a sick, and twisted move you made, and you had to live with that. although she did drug you, you couldn’t help but feel bad.

the word had already spread about max killing emily and justin, however. everyone was praising you and matt like crazy for your discoveries. and honestly, you were glad it was all over.

“matt.” you tapped the table lightly, snapping him out of his thoughts. he put down his mug, his blue eyes looking at you softly.

“hm?” he replied.

“look.” you said, showing matt your phone. “they arrested gianna.” matt’s eyes widened as he skimmed through the article. he sighed and handed your phone back to you.

“how are you feeling? after…you know, everything that happened?” matt asked you, resting his chin in the palm of his hand.

“i feel…” you trailed off for a moment. “relieved?” you laughed nervously, matt chuckled at your response.

“you’re relieved?” matt taunted, you simply just shrugged your shoulders. “i guess i’m just in a state of shock, i didn’t think we were capable of solving it. especially after everyone doubted us, you know?” you confessed, matt nodded in understanding.

“i get it, i do. you wanted to prove yourself, you wanted to prove everyone wrong, you were determined to. and i knew damn well i couldn’t stop you. once you’re invested in something, you just don’t stop digging. but you did it, it’s because of you we figured this out, you know that right? and i never give that much credit to anyone.” matt explained.

you smiled warmly at him. “thank you, matt. i really appreciate you. thank you for doing this with me, even though i sort of peer pressured you.” you joked, making matt giggle.

“of course, love.” matt smiled back at you, the nickname jumping out at you. needless to say, you didn’t mind it at all.

“come on, let’s head back to headquarters to debrief.” matt got up from his chair, reaching his hand out for you to take. you intertwined your fingers with his as he pulled you out of your chair gently.

next stop: silver stone agency headquarters.

20 minutes later . . .

you and matt walked into headquarters, it was lively as usual. drones and machinery functioning all over the place, agents scrambling from room to room as usual. however, as you walked in, you spotted someone you couldn’t believe you were seeing.

gianna, fuck.

you and matt exchanged a look of shock, and surprise. she was being escorted inside and searched by other agents. however, she then looked over at you, her face dropping as she spotted you.

“you. you bitch!” gianna screamed, breaking free from the agent’s grasp and approaching. you backed up, gasping as she grabbed you by your collar, slamming you against a nearby wall.

you grunted in pain as she did this. “you fucking did this! you framed me you idiot!” she screamed in your face, as soon as she could say another word matt and one other guard pulled her off of you with aggression, holding her back and away from you.

matt let go of her, standing in front of you with a sense of protectiveness as 2 agents began to take her away.

“i will get my revenge, i’ll fucking kill you one day!” gianna yelled from a distance, her figure disappearing as she was dragged away.

your chest was rising and falling quickly, as your heart was racing from adrenaline. that was the absolute last thing you were expecting. matt came over, patting your body in different spots as his eyes were seemingly worried.

“are you okay, y/n? she didn’t hurt you, did she?” matt asked frantically, you shook your head, catching your breath.

“i’m okay, matt.” you reassured him, matt sighed heavily and let you go.

before matt could say another word, you heard someone clear their throat abruptly. you turned around, only to see the lead detective of silver stone agency, detective thornhill standing in the doorway of his office.

“detective y/n, detective sturniolo…may i have a word with you?” he scratched the back of his head, waiting for your reply.

“detective thornhill! yes, of course.” matt nodded, grabbing your arm and pulling you off the wall. you wondered what this was going to be about.

as you stepped into thornhill’s office, he instructed you both to sit down, and so you did, detective thornhill sat in front of you and matt.

“i’d like to congratulate and praise you both for your hard work. this discovery has created history, you solved a cold case from years ago, that even the police couldn’t solve. this is a huge accomplishment, you both should be proud of yourselves.” detective thornhill praised the both of you.

you and matt exchanged an excited look as detective thornhill spoke. “and, i’m sure you’ve heard about gianna’s arrest, right?” thornhill mentioned, you and matt nodded.

“her trial will be held tomorrow, she doesn’t stand a chance, though. there’s more than enough evidence to put her in jail. however, we’d like you both to be there, to also speak publicly about what really happened.” thornhill explained.

“we’d be honored.” matt agreed, detective thornhill nodded with satisfaction.

“perfect. detective sturniolo, could you possibly step out for a moment?” thornhill requested, matt furrowed his eyebrows, but proceeded to stand up anyways.

“of course.” he said as he opened the door, leaving you and detective thornhill alone.

“is—is everything okay?” you asked, your leg bouncing with anxiety as you waited in anticipation for what he was going to say to you.

“y/n, i just wanted to show you something.” he spoke, his voice oddly soft, but shaky.

he opened a drawer, pulling out a ziploc bag. he opened it and took out what was inside, putting it in his palm and extending it out to you.

“i believe this is yours?” he questioned.

your earring, he held your earring. why did he have it?

“yeah, that’s mine.” you confirmed, taking it out of his hands. you felt your ear, not even realizing you were missing an earring.

“detective y/n, while we were investigating gianna’s home…your earring was found on the kitchen counter.” detective thornhill told you.

what!?

“oh.” was all you could reply with, which didn’t set the best impression for you. it must have fell out of your ear when you were spitting out the tea gianna had drugged you with. you were even more nervous than before. he couldn’t know you were in gianna’s house the night max died.

“you don’t have an explanation as to how it got there?” detective thornhill raised an eyebrow at you, as if he was interrogating you.

“it..it must’ve fell out when me and detective sturniolo were at gianna’s house to interview her a while ago, when we had just started the case.” you lied right through your teeth.

detective thornhill nodded in understanding, standing. “alright, thank you for your time, detective y/n.” he said, seeming to buy your story. you felt a sense of relief as you stood up as well, saying goodbye to detective thornhill before stepping out of his office. to say you were lucky was an understatement.

1 month later . . .

It was over, it was all finally over. gianna was now in jail, you figured out what really happened to emily and justin, you and matt shared the news with the public. you and matt received awards for your findings, you both are heavily respected in your company.

and it was all possible because of matt, all because he agreed to help you and feed into your delusions, which turned out to be true.

you didn’t let anyone stop you, despite all the people who doubted your suspicions, you proved them dead wrong. and you were proud, really damn proud.

you were glad you and matt could finally bring some closure to a case that had many unanswered questions. it took a lot of trial and error, hard work and a lack of sleep, but you did it. and you could even say, you gained something even more. or, someone.

you and matt were in his office. matt quickly made sure to lock the room door before approaching you. he placed his hands on your waist, lifting you up with ease and placing you down to sit on his desk, he stood between your legs.

you giggled softly as he leaned in, his soft and supple lips crashing against yours with no hesitation whatsoever. your hands tangled into his hair, your other hand traveling up his chest slowly.

the only sounds in the room were the noises of you both kissing and your heavy breathing. his hand traveled to the side of your neck, pulling you in closer as he tilted his head to the side, gaining more access to your mouth.

he tasted amazing, you craved him. you didn’t want to let go at all, neither did matt. the kiss was slow, but sensual and passionate. matt groaned into the kiss as his lips continued to dance against yours, you felt his stubble scratching against your cheek as he did so.

matt soon pulled away, his gaze soft as he looked down at you, his hands gripping your hips tightly. you smiled and pressed a kiss to his jaw.

“i love you, y/n.” matt whispered to you, his words slipping out of his mouth with love and care. if you told your old self that you were kissing your co-worker, matthew sturniolo? you’d laugh, you wouldn’t believe it.

“i love you too, sturniolo.” you spoke, not breaking eye contact with him for a second. his black framed glasses were loose on the tip of his nose, you pushed them back up slowly, running your fingers through his soft hair. he smiled at your affectionate gesture.

it was meant to be, it was fate. this case brought you two together. it created a bond that you never knew you needed in your life.

and it was great, life was great.

for now…

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no body, no crime

— m.s

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chapter 5 . . . cold blooded

in which . . . you and matt are private investigators, trying to figure out an unsolved murder from years ago.

warnings . . . use of a knife to hurt someone, murder, blood, violence, graphic descriptions and physically fighting. read with discretion.

written by @delilahsturniolo. do not copy, re use, or modify my works. do not take inspiration without asking permission. happy reading! :)

your vision was hazy as your eyes began to flutter open, your head was pounding and your hearing was slightly muffled. your eyes scanned your surroundings.

it was a dark room, no windows, absolutely empty. you tried getting up, but only hitting the floor again. you looked down, realizing that your wrists and ankles were firmly tied together.

great. just great.

you grunted in pain, the rope stinging against your skin. suddenly, all of your memory was coming back to you.

you were at gianna’s house…she gave you tea…then drugged you…

and now, you were here. absolutely helpless, no one to save you. that was, until you heard heavy footsteps echoing. you quickly adjusted your position, preparing for whoever would walk in. you were expecting gianna, but that wasn’t who walked in.

a tall, middle aged looking man entered the room. he had a plaid shirt on and short blonde hair. his shirt was slightly unbuttoned, showing off his hairy chest.

wait a minute…you recognized this man. it was the same guy who walked in emily’s room when you and matt were looking for the diary.

gianna’s dad, max jones. what was he doing here?

“i see you’re finally awake?” max taunted, looking down at your weak frame. you struggle against the rope.

“let me go.” you demanded, max only laughed, finding your struggles to be amusing.

“i’m afraid i cannot do that, you know too much, sweetheart.” max teased, stupidly smiling at you. your eyes widened out of realization.

“you. it was you.” your voice wobbled as you spoke.

“you killed emily and justin. it was you!” you raised your voice slightly. max grabbed you by your collar, lifting you up slightly and holding you against the wall firmly. you gasped, your heart beginning to race.

“took you long enough to figure it out, pretty girl.” max teased, you almost threw up from the nickname he called you.

“why? why did you do it?” you asked him, practically pleading. nothing made sense, nothing added up to you. how did all the evidence lead to…him?

max scoffed. “you seriously askin’ me that? i fuckin’ hated that justin kid, he wasn’t good enough for my daughter.”

“and that gives you the right to kill him?” you raised an eyebrow, max’s grip on you tightened, causing you to wince.

“shut the fuck up. i shot him, and then my daughter saw. i couldn’t let emily live knowing she saw what i did. so, i shot her too. justin already owned a gun, i grabbed it with gloves so my DNA wouldn’t be on it and framed him.” he explained.

“you’re disgusting.” you commented. you couldn’t believe it, you were standing in front of a murderer. he was psychotic.

“just wait till i tell the police.” you smirked confidently, max shook his head. he took out a kitchen knife from his back pocket, you froze as he placed it upon the side of your neck.

“oh no no no, you won’t be telling the police shit. you won’t be getting out of here alive either.” max pressed the knife against your neck, your breath hitched as a tiny drop of blood seeped out.

that was it. this was your last straw. you tried wriggling free from his grip, but nothing worked. the knife against your neck was threatening, you knew he could end your life with one quick movement.

max grunted against your struggles, holding his sleeve against your mouth to muffle your yells.

“scream all you want, sweetheart. no one can hear you, we’re in a warehouse in a very isolated place.” max told you, giving your neck one last squeeze before letting go of you and walking away, slamming the door behind him.

you slid down the wall breathlessly, hitting the floor. you sat there, tied up and useless as tears formed in your eyes. he was right, no one could save you. no one would hear you, no matter how loud you screamed or cried.

a singular tear rolled down your face, you began to softly cry. in this moment, all you wanted was matt. to be in the warmth of his embrace, to have your lips on his again. you missed him. you should have listened to him, he was only trying to protect you. and all you cared about was this dumb case.

you abruptly stopped crying, you came to a realization. a knife, you always had a knife in your back pocket. you could use it to cut the rope, that is if you could reach it.

you grunted as your restrained wrists behind your back attempted to reach into the back pocket of your jeans. you felt the handle of the sharp knife, sliding it out of the pocket.

you couldn’t see what you were doing, or where you were cutting. you firmly slid the knife back and forth on the rope, gaining hope as it slowly began to rip.

you untangled the rope from your wrists, grabbing the knife and working on your ankle restraints now. you had to be quick, max could walk in any moment now.

finally, you freed your ankled and tossed the rope to the side and slid the knife back into your pocket. you stood up, your legs a bit wobbly at first, but you gained your balance within a few seconds.

suddenly, your heart dropped.

your eyes widened with fear as max walked back in. his eyebrows furrowed, realizing you broke free. he began rapidly approaching you, you gasped and swung your fist, sending him backward.

max scoffed. “oh, you little bitch.” he murmured, grabbing you and slamming you against the wall harshly, you winced in pain, trying to hit and kick him as much as you possibly could.

max took out his knife, holding it against your chest, threatening to kill you. after all, you were his next victim.

and that’s when you completely lost it.

you gripped the handle of his knife, grabbing the weapon and disarming him. his eyes widened in surprise as you shoved him backwards, the knife in your hand.

“pfft, what are you gonna do with that? you’re a cop, you can’t kill me. that wouldn’t look so good on your record, yeah?” max taunted, provoking you even more.

you stepped closer to him.

“and then what? no one would believe you and your little detective partner. they’d want you both dead, in jail. that kid is just using you, he doesn’t fuckin’ like you.” max smirked.

something about that last part set you off. fuck, it did more than set you off. it made you go crazy. max tried grabbing you again, but you held the knife up high, stabbing it right through his chest.

“what the fu—“ max groaned in agony from the knife, tears of anger slipped down your face as you twisted it, making him scream from the pain.

he could barely speak, he fell backwards with a big thud, his eyes rolling to the back of his head as the knife was stuck in the middle of his chest.

you stood there in shock, realizing what you had just done. your hands were shaky and your face was tear stricken.

blood, blood everywhere. blood pooling from his body, blood on your hands.

he was dead. you killed a man.

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a/n 💌: matt wasn’t in this chapter but I promise he’ll be there next time! and, i’m sorry for the ending. i wont leave you all hanging for long, i’m working on the next part. but, it’ll all make sense soon..