Two days before the trial.
LAILAH
-Yes mom, it's still broken- I answer, rolling my eyes. Azael laughs at my reaction, which makes me smile.
-And why didn't you take it from me? Aunt Gina was worried… - she scolds me across the line.
-Well, because it's not my cell phone! It's a friend's cell phone, and I can't be glued to it all day in case someone happens to call me.
-Anyway, make sure they fix it soon, I don't like not being able to call you every day- She puts on the voice of a victim and I can already imagine her making that face she makes to cause pain.
-I know that if it were for you, you would have me watched twenty-four hours a day, but it's not in my hands.
-Good darling, -pronunciation to change the subject- see you in three days. Almost there- she says, putting hope in her voice.
I swallow hard.
-If it already
One day before the trial.LAILAHNeeded a rest.I am so emotionally tired that I think I should let go of the stress of knowing that there is only one day left to carry out the most difficult decision of my entire life a little away from me. Because let me say, I'm so nervous that I can't even think of anything else. To a certain level I am surprised when I hear the following words come out of Scott's mouth:-Happy end of the year.It's already the end of the year. It is the last day of the year. The one in which you are supposed to go out to party with your friends to celebrate a new year full of surprises and new experiences. The one where you are supposed to be happy.And yet here we are, all eating quietly and uncomfortably. And it is that the situation gives a lot of itself. I annoy Azael for hiding Kya from me; Azael annoyed at Scott for being Scott; Scott
AZAELI just passed the location to Kya and put the phone on the bed. Then I look in the mirror.I wear a suit of those that boys wear at weddings, black, with a white shirt underneath that lets the ink from my tattoos show through and the sleeves slightly rolled up, revealing the ones I wear on my forearms. Lailah will love it.I'm about to go downstairs when a call comes in on my cell phone.I frown, it's Peter.-What do you want?- I ask reluctantly.- Azael, I'm so sorry, I don't know ...- He clears his throat- I don't know what happened. -He seems very concerned.- You better come see this.-Now I can't, I have more important things to do. -I am not wasting the time I have with my girl going to do business with my father. If he's gotten into trouble, let him get out on his own.-No, I think that right now there is nothing more important than this. I mean it, come on. -I had never he
Day of the trial.LAILAHMy mother's heels click on the wooden kitchen floor. Meanwhile, Jim drinks his coffee without saying a word.Nobody says anything, since it is not necessary to do so. The scene they met last night when they got home was enough. After taking a hot shower, my mother insisted on knowing what was wrong with me, but I was unable to get a single word out. And it is that I am ashamed to assume how low I have fallen. How am I going to explain that I have fallen in love with the murderer of my best friend? After all the things we had to go through to get a trial ... After all the gimmicky evidence ... After fighting day and night to get justice ... I have no right to tell you that. I don't want to fail him.I look at the plate of intact toast in front of me, but I haven't even touched it. They remind me of him.He hasn't bothered to call me. Not a damn text message. Not an explanation ..
The judge's two hammer blows indicating that the trial is over echo in my ears like the thud of yang echoing through a Chinese ivory palace.-No. I'm not sure it was him.Those have been my words.I can't believe I said that.I can't believe I listened to my heart. I'm stupid. I am a disappointment.I know that deep down inside me, I knew that Azael didn't deserve to go to jail, since he didn't want Alison to die. But if there is something that I also know, it is that she died because of him, and I had to do justice. Both her and all her other victims.And I have not. I am a disappointment to everyone. Even for myself.I freeze. My sight is lost between the four walls of the courthouse and my lips are parted, breathing raggedly. My hands tremble. All of me tremble.Hands touch my arms, pushing me t
-Lailah wake up.Hands shake me and I feel a killer instinct growing inside me.-I'll kick your ass if you don't get out of bed, and you know I can do it.Oh God, it's Kya again.I don't know where I get the willpower to do it, but miraculously I manage to sit up. And then I expensively open my eyes, seeing her in her training clothes and her arms folded.-Girl, you look like a homeless person. - she incriminates me.I can already imagine it. My tangled hair, puffy eyes, drool sticking to the side of my lips, and double chin.I smirk.-Hello.-Hello? What hello?- she yells at me- Don't you know what time it is?I cover my head with the pillow.- No ...- I reply lazily.The pillow he was holding goes flying through the air. Then comes the savannah, and then me.-What are you doing?- I yell at Kya angrily f
I go through the halls like a zombie when Jason stands in the way, taking me by surprise.-Hey Lailah. -He greets me.- Shall we meet today after class?-I don't know Jay- I murmur somewhat confused- I have to study for the recovery of the economy.-Well ... we can meet to study ... -answers somewhat embarrassed.-Have you suspended the economy?- I ask surprised- If you were very good at it!-Yes, but lately I've been a bit distracted ... -he scratches the back of his neck and I feel like there's something he doesn't want to tell me.- Besides, you would have known that if you had been more aware of me. -He says with some rancor.-I'm sorry, you're right. It's that I've been through bad times and ...- I know, you don't have to explain anything to me- He interrupts me to reassure me- But everything is fine between us, right?-Of course yes- I smile at him- You could accompany me to my house and we study there.Jason
-I said I don't want to see it.Anger and helplessness run through my veins. My body burns just thinking that he is several meters from me and that I can do nothing to avoid it.-Lailah. This is serious. It is our last alternative- Kya says authoritatively.I run my hands over my head, tugging at my hair, in a desperate attempt to calm myself. My nerves are on the edge of my skin.I'm pissed off. I'm very pissed off.But I can't let my pride hurt a loved one.-It's fine. - I murmur with impetus.- I accept.14 hours before.-Did you see a middle-aged lady with dark hair being kidnapped? - Kya asks sarcastically, clearly tired, to the old CD store clerk who is looking at us as if we had just confessed that we came from Mars. And no wonder, we've been asking the stores on Grand Park Street and the people who live in the buildings all day if they saw my mother doing som
Kya's footsteps chase me down the hall. I try to escape, but he grabs my arm and stops me.-What the fuck was that?- she asks confused.- Shouldn't I ask what the fuck he's doing in our living room? What the fuck is he doing so even in this town !? - I say almost screaming.Four months. Four months without seeing him, avoiding thinking about him at all costs. Four months to now appear out of nowhere, without warning.Kya lowers her voice.-He came to town three days ago. Nobody knows why.A lump forms in my throat.-Did you all know? - She nods, making me feel betrayed. The raindrops sound when they hit the roof.-If we didn't tell you anything, it's because you've had enough with your mother. Anyway, Jason was going to tell you.-You all believe that you have the right to hide things from me because "I have already suffered too much", -I say making quotation marks in the air.- but it is not your
Eight years more later.Last day of the year. LAILAH.I pick up the last glass and place it on the table. You are now ready to receive your guests.I have placed red napkins and gold cutlery, to match the new china I bought the other day so that I can release it today. In the middle there are candles and some vases with flowers, it is beautiful. Like the rest of our house. There are thousands of little yellow lights and a huge Christmas tree, I would say it almost touches the ceiling, but that is impossible. Our house has soaring ceilings. It is decorated with red and gold ornaments, and in the garden, there is a huge Santa Claus with reindeer. We finally live in a quality neighborhood, so I am not afraid that it will be robbed. Also, the neighbors are great, a couple of months ago, as soon as we moved in, the first thing they did was welcome us with a cake.&nb
LAILAH.I look at my hands nervously and go back to looking at myself in the mirror.It's been just a year since Alison died. Yes, today is the day of the prom, the first day I saw Azael and the last day I saw my best friend.I don't even know how to feel, but I can't help but look back at the past.A year ago everything was completely different. I had just lost the person I loved the most in the world and I didn't even know who I was. I just wanted revenge. Take revenge and do him justice, and boy did it not work out for me, because I ended up falling in love with the last person I thought I could do it with. Azael Volkov. The culprit in the whole thing.I only remember hating him before I
Lailah's face seems to change radically when Kya speaks on the other end of the line. I don't know what the fuck he said, but it seems to be serious. It takes a few seconds before answering.- What ... what are you saying, Kya?Gigi and I looked at each other strangely. Jason tries to hear what Kya is saying.-Where are you?- Lailah asks. Silence.- Okay, don't move, let's go right away- she murmurs before hanging up.-What's going on?- Gigi asks, intrigued.- Scott is alive.Hearing those words I can't help but take a deep breath to calm myself. Kya has been missing for almost a week. We don't know where the hell she's been, or with whom, or if she's drunk or high. We can't believe it like nothing happened, because I'm not getting my hopes up about that shit. We're talking about fucking Scott.-We have to go to the Middleton hospital- Lailah says to me with hope in her eyes.-Lailah. He may be delusional... Scott wa
-I know the answer, but I'll ask you one last time, are you sure about this, Lailah?- Jim asks me putting a hand on my shoulder.-Yes. -I say lengthening the vowel with some fatigue.- I'll try harder in the university next year, I promise you, but I don't want to have to live this last year again, and less without my best friends -sigh.This year has been the most intense and hardest year of my entire life, and honestly, I can't wait to turn the page. I want to start over and overcome everything that has happened.-Well OK. I'll pick up your mother from therapy at 7:30 and we'll be there at 8:00.Jason's car whistle sounds from outside my house, signaling that he has arrived.-Okay, I'm going. I love you! -I say goodbye to him walking towards the door.-Me too! You look gorgeous! -I hear him say before closing it behind my back. I smile at his answer.He is my real father, even if he doesn't have my blood
Day of the attack.AZAELThe city is empty. There are some other cars, but nothing that we cannot control.I did not count on this, neither I nor anyone else, so this part of the city is not clear enough that someone does not call the police at the slightest mishap. So yeah, it's a relief that it's four in the morning on a Monday because otherwise we'd be pretty screwed up.We park on the corner of the street so that the van is not seen and they know we are here, and we all start walking towards the building.Lailah takes my hand and laces her fingers with mine, she's shaking. I squeeze him so he knows I'm here, and that I'm not going to let anything happen to him.Phill stops us.-There's nothing planned Tron, what are we supposed to do?-Survive and keep Lailah alive. -Then I lower my voice a bit.- If you can do it with Scott and Kya too, all the better. I know they are prep
Day of the attack.Lailah.Everyone is ready, at their posts, waiting for Azael to give the signal.Lie. Not everyone. Because I certainly am not prepared at all. I thought it would be a lot easier than it seems to me now. I don't like this plan at all.There are people on the team who are so high up that I can barely see them. Down here there are only a few, who will cover our backs. I look at their faces. I know that some will die. I wouldn't want it to happen, because I know they have a life outside of this, and some will have families. Just like mine, which is also in danger.Azael seems to notice my nervousness, because he grabs my hand and nods at me, reassuring me. We both go with bulletproof vests, submachine guns, spare pistols, and included microphones to communicate. I look at the rest of the team. Even Scott seems serious. Normal. He is the next to climb.-Are you ok
I stroke Lailah's bottom under the covers and sigh. I feel like the luckiest fucking man in the fucking world.She's still asleep, her head resting on my ink-covered chest. I look at her profile, she looks like a doll. I need to take a shower, but she is so calm that I don't want to wake her up.I decide to carefully get out of bed and grab a towel before going to the bathroom.I have been successful. After five fucking months, I got it back. And hell, I couldn't be happier if it weren't for the fact that I only have two fucking options: make it right and risk something happening to her, or screw it up again knowing that Lailah will be protected. And we all know that I will always choose the option where Lailah comes out alive and unharmed, even if it indicates that I will never be able to have her again.I'm looking for Gigi's contact on my mobile. She is still saved as Queen G. I press it and wait for her to respond.-Azael?- she asks with surpri
I take another drink of water before laughing again.I admit that I had been locked in the room all day, trying to figure out what I feel about Azael right now, when reality has fallen on me. I hadn't even thought that I dropped out of school to rescue my mother, whom I miss so much and I don't know what situation she's in. I don't know what they could be doing with her and that has made me so mad that I couldn't help crying. That a person you appreciated as much as a parent can be, who you thought had died, can cause so much pain in your life and even try to kill you just for revenge I swear it is one of the worst feelings I have ever had. And when I am left alone, all that has taken its toll on me.Yes, I know that now I have changed and I am much stronger than before. Or so I try. But when I'm alone and I don't have to prove it to anyone, it's hard not to break down.Luckily, Phill was out shopping for donuts and stopped by to see if he want
I'm screwed up. Screwed.I can put my hand in the fire and swear I would never think that I could feel this way for just one person. Before having met her, of course. And yes, I'm talking about her. Lailah Gozt.Realizing that your whole life revolves around something you can't have hurt so much that you wonder why you are doing it. And in my case, I can't find an answer. And that makes me desperate.Because not only can I not have her, but I already did, and I lost her. And damn, I can't forgive that.Two knocks sound on the door and I blow smoke out of my lungs before speaking.-Fuck you, Scott. I already told you that I don't want you here.They play again and I jump up. Fucking asshole. This boy doesn't understand anything.I open the door with a poker face, when I am surprised to see Kya on the other side. And she doesn't seem very happy, to be honest, I would almost say that she looks at me as if I