Liam was right. I knew he was but I was not ready to accept it. He told me that I had a hero mentality; that I wanted to save anyone and everyone, even if that meant letting myself drown. And that was true. So true that accepting it felt like being hit by a ton of bricks. Saving everyone fed a part of me that made me feel like my life was worth something. It made me feel like I was actually contributing to the lives of the people around me, and not just taking them away. It made me feel alive. After going through a life of torture by being bullied, and then getting rejected so publicly, I was devastated. But then I got saved by someone that I initially thought was evil: the demon king. Zayn was the one who nursed my soul. He gave me hope, courage, confidence, and a life that I had always dreamed of. He was literally my knight in shining armor. And since then, everything just came easy to me. I became the future queen of the demon territory, then I was a public figure, and all th
After explaining and coming clean to the detective, I felt much lighter. It felt strangely good to be telling the truth, and not just half of it, but the whole thing. “That’s all?” She asked as she lifted her attention from what she just wrote in her notepad. I nodded, and then mumbled, “Yea, I guess so.”“I don’t want any guessing. Is that everything? I want the whole truth.” “Yes. Yes, that is everything.” I pressed my lips into a line. I was still very nervous but as I said, I felt lighter. I was not choked by my nerves anymore, I just had a pinch of them clinging to me. “What is going to happen to me?”She smiled lopsidedly and placed the notepad down. “All this would have been dissolved and dealt with without any serious repercussions if you and the kid would have come forward the moment it all happened.”“Didn’t you hear me? We were scared.” “Yeah, but the thing that you two were scared of has now happened. You two just got caught and might be on your way to prison. The kid
After twenty-four hours had passed, Liam and I were taken into an interrogation room together. We were handcuffed and all our belongings were taken away from us. Detective Stone sat across from us with a tight frown on her face. The room was square and had a high ceiling. I think there was a heater in here because the air was a bit warm. There was no window so I could not tell whether it was snowing out or not. But my guess was that it was. I was getting a bit tired of smelling the detective’s perfume. I was exhausted and did not have a good night's sleep. I just wanted to go home. She told us that we were going to be allowed to see our family and friends, but that had not been the case. I have not seen or talked to anyone other than her and a few guards since I was brought here. “It has been twenty-four hours.” Detective Stone began. “The deal that was on the table has now expired.” She stared intently at me. “And now you two are going to be transferred to a federal prison not f
Confusion replaced the scent of detective Stone’s perfume and filled the room. “I did it. I did it, detective.” Alex spoke with confidence. There was not a hint of nervousness in him. “Dad, uh, what are you doing?” Liam asked as he ran his eyes over his father. “Mr, Harding, do you fully understand what you are confessing to?” Detective Stone asked. She looked annoyed. I’m sure she was tired of the case dragging on and on and just wanted to close it already. “Yes. Yes, I fully understand,” He replied.“He didn’t do anything.” I joined the conversation. “Listen. I don't know what the hell is going on here, but I have a car waiting out there for the purpose of taking a prisoner or two to prison.” She stood up and straightened her clothes. “Now, I am going to step out and give you all the time you need to get your stories right. But when I come back, I am taking someone out to that car.” We watched her walk out of the room, leaving us alone. “Dad, what the hell are you doing?” Liam
When I reached the guest room, I knocked on the door a few times but no answer came. I proceeded to knock again but I was met with the same result: no answer. So I decided to open the door. “I’m coming in! Please don’t be naked!” I said in a mildly loud voice as I turned the cold knob of the door. When I swung it open, I was met with an empty room. “Liam?” I called out his name as I walked in. I continued to call out his name as I searched the room and then the bathroom for him, but found no luck. He was not there. But where could he be? I saw him get down from the car when Ashton drove us into the compound. I sighed lowly and pulled my phone out of my pocket. The facial recognition on the device scanned my face and the phone unlocked. I then dialed Liam’s number and it rang for the longest without him picking up. With worry filling me up slowly, I headed out of the room and walked back downstairs. I ran into Julia on my way out of the house. “Are you okay? Where are you head
The detective blinked rapidly for a few seconds and then cleared her throat before speaking. “Excuse me? I don’t think I heard you clearly.” “I said that Alex is innocent and he shouldn’t be in prison, I should.”“And you think I don’t know that? I’m a goddamn detective for crying out loud. I know that Alex Harding is innocent.”“Then why did you send him to prison?” She scoffed lightly. “I didn’t send him to prison, he did that all by himself when he confessed to a crime he had nothing to do with.” I adjusted my weight on the couch and got closer to the detective. “Which is why I’m coming forward now. I want him out.” She stood to her feet and began to laugh. Not just a chuckle, but full-on laughing. “You really think that we’re playing a game here, do you?” She continued to laugh, and I felt slightly annoyed. “I didn’t say that we were. I’m here so we can put an innocent man out of prison.” She paced the room slowly and her laughter finally died down. Then she stopped right ne
I walked into the room tentatively as my heartbeat doubled its pace. When I was in, I closed the door and stared at the man on the hospital bed. He looked the same as the day I saw him bleeding out on the ground after we hit him. But this time, his eyes were not closed, but open. “Hi, I’m detective Stone. You requested to see me?” She asked him as she sat in the chair next to the bed. “Uh, yeah.” The voice of the man was faint. He looked like he was doing okay. He was wearing a hospital gown and had a neck brace on his neck. He had a few scrapes on his face and had IV lines connected to the veins in his hand. “You’re the one, huh?” “Yes, sir, I am.” She was formal. She glanced at me and then furrowed her brows. “Lara, would you please come and sit down?” I forced a smile and walked to the chair next to her and sat down. The man kept staring at me so I introduced myself. “Hi, I’m Lara Zane Meyer. I’m the queen of the Werewolf Territory.”The man scoffed lightly. “Yeah, I know you.
Christmas day was getting closer and closer. The holiday spirit was in the air. All the houses had decorations and people were now wearing warmer clothes. It was now four days till Christmas and for once since Liam and I hit Harper’s uncle, I felt complete peace. I was not worried about being caught or saying the wrong thing that could land me back in prison. I was not looking over my shoulder, or contemplating how to save me and Liam’s a**es. I felt free. I could finally completely relax. The case was in the good hands of the detective’s wife, Iris, and she was doing her best to give us the result that we all wanted. I heard from them this morning and they said that things were falling into place; that Alex would be free and the case would be dropped by the eve of Christmas. Music played in my ears as I jogged. The sun was setting and the orange glow in the sky was beautiful. If I was not jogging, I would have stopped to take a picture of it. The sky looked so perfect. It loo