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Chapter 4
The day of Matilda's dance competition, Greg decided that he was going to pay her another visit. He had a few things on his mind, and just wanted an answer to why she wasn't the least bit affected by the death of her best friend.
When he arrived at the dance academy, he found Matilda standing outside, looking very nervous.
"Hey," Greg said in a calm voice, trying to hide the anger and hurt that brewed inside of him.
Matilda acted like she didn't even hear him.
"Listen Matilda, I'm sorry to bother you... but I just can't understand how you can't be the slightest bit upset with the fact that Olivia... you're best friend is dead. I just can't understand it... you two were closer than any two friends I've ever seen in my entire life. Do you have any idea of how highly she thought of you? Do you have any idea of how many times a day I used to hear from her about how great of a friend she thought you were? And now that she's gone... all you have to say is 'I have to get back to practice'? I'm sorry Matilda, but I just don't get it," Greg tried his hardest to hide his emotions while he spoke.
For a moment, Matilda was silent, it seemed almost as if she was thinking about something other than dance for the first time in her life.
"Thought so highly of me eh? What about Samantha? When I opened this academy... Olivia shut me out... she wouldn't even talk to me... claiming she'd found herself a new friend who cared about her!" Matilda spat.
That's where I've seen Samantha Coil... she was friends with Olivia, I must have seen her around, Greg thought."Do you want to know something else? Do you CSI boy? I killed Samantha... that's right. I'm a murderer..." Matilda sneered before walking back into the academy.
"What about Olivia?" Greg called out after her, but she didn't hear him. Greg felt a lump form in his throat. He couldn't believe what he'd just heard.
Slowly, his hand reached for the phone in his pocket.
"Nick..." he said in a shaky voice.
"Greg? What's wrong?" Nick questioned, sensing the uneasiness in Greg's voice.
It had taken Greg a while to get the words to come out, but when they did, they came out loud and clear.
Nick accompanied by a few police officers quickly arrived at the dance academy. While the police took Matilda, Nick did what he could to console his friend.
"It's going to be okay Greg..." Nick reassured.
Greg didn't look his friend in the eye, instead he stared off into space, thinking.
"She killed someone. Samantha's death is the reason Olivia..." Greg choked up.
"Greg... you don't know that. There is still an investigation going on here... we still don't know for sure if that's the reason why Olivia did what she did," Nick explained.
Greg shook his head.
"No, there isn't an investigation anymore... you know what happened, you know who killed who. It's over..."
Nick thought back to the conversation he'd had with Catherine a long time ago.
((Flashback))We still don't know why," Catherine pointed out.
"It's not our job to know why. It's our job to know how. You heard Grissom. The more the 'why', the less the 'how', the less the 'how', the more the 'why'," Nick protested.
Catherine stood up and looked at Nick. "Hey, Nick."
"Yeah?"
"Grissom's not always right. Do yourself a favor and think for yourself. I mean that as a friend, okay? Okay, detective, we got some more homework to do."
((End Of Flashback))
"No, it's not over. As I said, there is still an investigation going on. Now come on Greg, let's get you home, all right?" Nick changed the subject.
Greg didn't want to, but he knew that Nick wasn't going to give up so easily. When Nick was on a mission to make a friend feel better, he never gave up.
Later on, Nick acquired a warrant to search Matilda's house for the possible murder weapon.
When he walked inside, he saw that her walls were plastered with photos of dancers, some of them were herself.
"Okay... some sort of small cord or rope... please tell me she's got the murder weapon here. I think I deserve to find something that will help this make sense..." Nick said out loud to himself as he continued to search.
On a dresser in Matilda's bedroom, Nick noticed a pile of letters. He walked over to get a closer look at them, when he noticed that they were from Olivia.
He picked up the first one and read it.
Matilda, I'm sorry okay? I know I shouldn't have called you inconsiderate, but come on, we're adults now, we don't have these problems anymore. This is the kind of thing that happened in Elementary School. Please... reply okay? I'm really sorry... Olivia.
"Hmmm, I wonder why she'd ever call Matilda inconsiderate..." Nick muttered sarcastically before picking up the next letter.
He continued reading the letters, and learned that Matilda had become very angry when Samantha came into Olivia's life. She must have felt incredibly jealous.
Maybe that's why she killed her... Nick thought.After reading all of the letters, Nick decided to check her answering machine to see if there were any messages from Olivia still on there.
He pressed the red button, and luckily enough, Olivia's voice spilled from the speakers.
"Matilda! Please... please come to the Las Vegas Hilton! Please! It's room 314... Samantha called me... she wanted me to visit her and... I came up here and she tried to kill me! It all happened so fast... but listen, you were right about her... please... please help me. My wrists are bleeding so badly... and there is blood everywhere, "Olivia's voice was hysterical, "I would have called an ambulance myself but... but I think I killed Samantha. After she tried to kill me... I tried to run away but she wouldn't let me... so I took the cord to one of the lamps... I didn't mean to... and now I don't think she's breathing... I'm going to go to jail for this... Matilda please help me..."
Nick's cringed while he listened to the message.
Matilda had lied, she'd taken the blame for what happened. He took the blame for what Olivia did.
Nick took the answering machine as evidence, and left to have a talk with Matilda.
In the interrogation room, Matilda sat with the same emotionless face that she always carried. Her eyes glaring at Nick with an icy stare.
"We have reason to believe that you lied to us," Brass stated.
"What makes you say that? I told you... I killed Samantha."
"That's not what your answering machine tells us. I heard the message that Olivia left for you, and it's dated the night that she was killed," Nick explained.
Matilda shook her head.
"I don't know what you're talking about..."
"Well why don't we refresh your memory," Nick said as he hit the 'play' button on the machine and played the message.
Matilda's face fell. She was busted.
She sighed.
"Do you want to tell us what really happened now?" Brass questioned.
Matilda came into her house and checked her answering machine.
"Oh my gosh..." she couldn't believe what she heard.
Quickly, she got into her car and drove to the hotel. When she arrived, there was no one at the front desk, so she just made her way to room 314.
Once she opened the door, she saw both Samantha and Olivia lying on the ground, their bodies lifeless.
"No..." Matilda gasped.
She ran over to the bathroom and searched for something to put on her hands so she wouldn't leave behind any fingerprints. She saw that there was a hair dying kit, so she took the gloves from that and put them on.
She checked the two girls over, and it was clear that the two of them had both died. Working quickly, she took the rope off of Samantha's neck, and hide it in her purse. Next, she cleaned the blood off of Olivia and put her in the next room, and left Samantha lying there in Olivia's blood. She hoped that it would make it look as if someone had just hit Samantha in the head and that was how she died.
After her work was done, she fled the scene, hoping that no one saw her.
Nick decided to call Greg and let him know that his cousin hadn't killed herself after all.
"I'm really sorry Greggo, it just pointed in the direction of a suicide, I really thought..." Nick apologized.
"It's okay... thanks for letting me know how the cased turned out," Greg replied.
After he got off the phone, Greg decided that he owed Matilda an apology.
Assuming that she would be at her academy, he drove there, hoping to get a change to apologize.
He was glad to see her sitting on the steps, and he got out of his car to go over and talk to her.
"What do you want from me now, Sanders?" she asked angrily.
Greg sat down beside her.
"I just wanted to apologize. I'm sorry for accusing you of not caring, I was wrong. I found out what you did, I found out that you were willing to take the blame for the murder that you knew you didn't commit," Greg explained.
"It's okay..." Matilda replied flatly.
Greg sighed, "I just can't believe that Olivia is really gone..."
For a moment, the two of them were silent.
"Listen, Greg. When something like this happens... there's always a person out there that will help you heal and get passed the rough time. And Greg, I'm not that person for you."
Having said that, Matilda stood up and walked inside of the building.
Greg didn't bother to chase after her, he just got back into his car and drove away He finally had closure, and all though it still hurt knowing that he wouldn't get to see his cousin again, he knew it was just something that he had to accept.
Unsure of where to go, he drove to Nick's house for a visit.
"Hey Greggo, what brings you here?" Nick asked when Greg rang his doorbell.
Greg explained what had just happened.
"Ouch, that's harsh. Do you want to come in?" Nick offered in an attempt to cheer his friend up.
Greg agreed. "Thanks man."
Nick smiled, "Hey, what are friend's for? So, how about a cup of coffee?"
Greg nodded.
"Okay, I've got some Blue Hawaiian, I know you like that, so I'll go brew some," Nick laughed as he walked into his kitchen.
Greg was glad that he had a friend like Nick. He didn't need Matilda.
"What a second... Blue Hawaiian... where did you get that?" Greg questioned, but Nick just replied with laughter, "Hey! That's mine isn't it!"
FIN.