Deduction time

I sat angrily as Bella and Gyselle stood over me with an aura of confidence.

"Is this one of your BDSM stunts!? If so, end it now."

"No, this is quite serious. That strait jackets actually loaded with powerful vampire sealing magic. And so are these bandage bindings," Gyselle smirked as she held up a roll of bandages.

"Ok, cut the role-play. I've already been mummified twice today. I'm not getting mummified a third time."

"Third time's the charm though," Bella snickered.

"Then swap with me."

"Nope, cuz your ass is going to prison. I'd probably enjoy getting fucked by all the mean girls there, but I don't commit crimes, so no go."

"Some would argue our existence itself is a crime."

"And that's why the parliament approved laws protecting the rights of non-humans. Of course, that doesn't exempt non-humans from committing crimes," Gyselle stated.

I don't like where this is going.

"Aoi Bleu, you're a murderer."

"Prove it."

I shouldn't have said those words. I thought this was just stupid role-play, but actually.

"Gladly!" Bella smirked as she did a little twirl. "First off, the murder of Marsielle Marshall. When we arrived at the scene of the crime, you did two very sneaky things. Care to explain?"

"Um, no."

"First off, you touched the corpse with your bare hands."

Uh oh.

"You made it seem like it was an accident, but it was 100% intentional. For an entire squad saw you do the deed so if forensics were to investigate, they'd find your fingerprints all over the corpse, but because you were reported to have touched the corpse with your bare hands, nothing would come of it."

"So you're saying they won't consider me a pervert-"

"Second, you not only insisted the culprit was male, but that it was Mostique Mainard. Care to explain the two flaws with that?"

Ok, maybe I'm overreacting. Bella's just having some fun.

"Alright I'll bite."

"Correct!"

"Huh?"

"You bit him and sucked all his blood out!"

"Um excuse me!?"

"And you're a girl."

Her eyes were narrowing, her smirk widening. Oh fuck, this is bad.

""The killer's a guy". A beautiful misdirect. For if the idea that the killer is a man is placed in the minds of all, then they most certainly won't suspect the killer is actually a woman."

Oh no.

"And it just so happens that we got a mold of your teeth just now, and what do you know, a perfect match to the marks on the corpse."

That's what they shoved in my mouth just now!? Fuck, I gotta change the topic!

"And the second mistake?"

"Trying to pin everything on Mostique Mainard."

"Uh, he sucked Masielle's blood."

"No he didn't. He's a male mosquito."

"And? Male mosquitos-"

"-DON'T suck blood."

Ah fuck.

"Sure, male mosquitos will still fly near humans, but that's because they're looking for female mosquitos to mate with."

"Um, I look like a mosquito to you!?"

"A vampire's close enough though."

"And... What if I am a vampire. You're a vampire too!"

"Did you not just hear Gyzzie? Vampires got rights, but not the right to break the law. And mass murder is against the law."

"Please, I didn't mass murder-"

"Vivi's salon. That's where you disposed of countless bodies. One time, you told me how you dragged a twink in with you because you wanted to watch Vivi humiliate him. Except it backfired and Vivi killed him. Then you were shaved bald in retaliation and in that moment, you crafted your scheme; you'd avenge your boyfriend by murdering a bunch of twinks and framing Vivi for it!"

Ok, that's completely false. Yeah, I brought one twink into Vivi's to get humiliated and was pissed when Vivi killed him and shaved me bald, but the others... It was my fault. Now without my precious Twinky Twinkle, I sought to replace him with another twink, but during sex, I went too wild, and killed him. It was an accident, I swear! It was dark so I didn't realize he was actually bleeding out. When I found out I was scared, so I decided to ditch his body somewhere.

I remembered Vivi hated twinks, so I decided to chance it, and lo and behold as I tossed his corpse in, Vivi incinerated it without a trace. It was then that it hit me; I could frame Vivi for murder if I went too far in sex. And well... it happened a lot. Fuck, I guess Bella's deduction was spot on... Heh.

"If I dispose of the bodies at Vivi's why was Marsielle's body found at the theater?"

"Simple, you didn't have TIME to dispose of his body."

...!

"You see, you only disposed of corpses at Vivi's at night, but you murdered Marsielle in the afternoon! You couldn't go lugging around a corpse in daylight!"

"I can bask in the sun just fine with a little sunblock."

"Not what I'm implying. If it's sunny out, more people would notice you lugging around a corpse. And with that, case closed," Bella grinned as she pulled out some hair clippers and drove them down the middle of my head, leaving a bald line in it's wake.

I could only stare with my mouth hung open at what just happened. Then, perhaps due to the powers that be, I began cackling maniacally and admitted my guilt. Ah, so this is why culprits in TV shows do this, they go insane at being humiliated so badly.