Justin's P.O.V "What the fuck do you mean she's missing?" I asked as anger was clearly present in my voice. "Chill bro she probably just went don't to the café or something." Dave said trying to calm me down. "Yea she might've gotten hungry or something." Dylan said having everyone else agree. "Yes! That a fantabulous idea! Let's check there!" The nurse shouted trying to keep us all positive. But if she wasn't in that cafeteria I was going to loose my shit. "Right this way." She said as she pointed to the elevator. We all piled into the elevator as the nurse clicked onto the 4th floor where I assume is where the cafeteria is located. I tap my feet impatiently waiting for us to reach the 4th floor. But it seems like the elevator is moving at an abnormally slow pace. I clench my fist to my side as I can feel my composure start to unravel. How the actual fuck can a hospital loose a patient. The elevator makes a 'ding' indicating that we
Merlina's P.O.V I shift my body so that my back was now facing him and that I could see outside the window. Everything was complete darkness, it was so dark that you could just barely see the shadows of the trees. But the amount of darkness that was there, was nothing compared to what my life has turned into. I'm learning I can't be so trusting and naive. But I just can't help it, I've always been one to put my trust into someone, even if I had just met them. But now, trust...is the one thing that might just get me killed. "How long until we arrive?" I questioned, trying to think of some possible way to get myself out of this situation. "Probably like twenty minutes." He said as he placed a cigarette between his lips and quickly lit the end using one hand. "You really shouldn't smoke and drive, you could get into a reck or start hysterically coughing, causing us to swerve off the road." I said keeping my eyes locked on his pink lips. God they looked so soft, I
Merlina's P.O.V "D-dad." I stuttered not knowing what else to say. "What you don't miss me?" He asked opening his arms expecting for me give him a hug. "How could I? You faked your death, letting me and mom suffer financially and emotionally. You made me think you were gone! I prayed to you every fucking night and your alive?!" I yelled as tears started to well up in my eyes. He opened his mouth to speak before I cut him off. "No stop! On top of everything you put a bounty on me, your own daughter. All for what, money? We are the same flesh and blood and you wanted to kill me!" I yell, releasing all of my anger that I had been holding in. "For better or for worst." He spoke. I stood there silent not knowing how to respond, like what is that even supposed to mean. For better or for worst? He needs to actually shut the fuck up. "Sometimes you just have to make sacrifices in life, I don't expect you to understand." Anger rose within me as he spoke t
They were my best friends, I grew up with them and we did absolutely everything together. The three of us were inseparable, I loved them… I really did. If someone were to have told me 5 years ago that I would be living the life I am now, a life without them… I would have laughed in their faces. They were the only people in my life that I could trust, the only people that I knew that I could always count on. The two of them knew everything about me and I knew absolutely everything about them. We were inseparable, we always were. I confided in them, I came to them with my secrets, my thoughts , my desires and my insecurities. They always knew how to comfort me, uplift me or just be there for me in the ways that I needed. I swear, to this day I’ve still never met anyone quite like them. They were angels. They were my angels. But then one day Justin snapped. He became evil, dark and absolutely insane. I don’t know what happened to him, or why he
Merlina's P.O.V. "The devastating murder of a married couple occurred just two hours before we arrived at the scene at apartment number 210. Neighbors say that they heard a terrifying scream followed by a loud thump. But before they had a chance to inspect the noise the two were already dead and the suspects were no where to be found." The news reporter spoke. I set my plate on the counter next to me before I focused my attention closer to the screen trying to hear every detail. "The death of the two was a very brutal and fatal murder and America's hearts and prayers go out to the families who lost an amazing member." The blonde spoke before I clicked off the t.v "Mom this has to be Justin or Dylan, one of them. If not, both" I said as I paced back and forth. "We're not absolutely positive." She defended. "Momma we know they're killers and this is a homicide that they committed. Nobody knows who killed them, but we do. We can't keep protecting their identity if t
Merlina's P.O.V [next day] "Hey mom I'm going to the police station, then after I'll go to like McDonald's if you want some." I said as I stuffed a twenty dollar bill into the pocket of my shorts. "It's okay I'm fine, just be safe and come home quickly." She said. " I will don't worry" I said whilst dramatically rolling my eyes. "I love you!" She shouted as I made my way to the front of the house. "I love you too!" I shouted back as I closed the front door. As I took a step outside, I let a loud sigh escape my lips as I already knew it would take a lot of endurance and energy to get to my destination. Me and my mother share a car and live in a small, warn down house. We use to live in a huge mansion like building with a maid but after my father was murdered we were evicted from our home and forced to live in the depths of California. Don't get me wrong California is beautiful but just not where I live. We live in the worn down neighborhood with stray pit bulls and high
Merlina's P.O.V "You're fucking joking right? You did not kill my mother I don't believe you!" I yelled as his driver started driving. He opened his mouth to say something but I stopped him. "STOP FUCKING DRIVING!" I yelled at the driver as I started to get more frustrated. "Who do you think you're talking to?" Dylan asked with an attitude. He is a mass murderer, but he killed my mom and that isn't in anyway acceptable especially when she practically raised them. "Shut the fuck up Dylan you think you're the shit because you kill people? No, get the fuck out my face you dumb bitch. If you really fucking killed my mom, just know I'm gonna kill you." I screamed as I burst of confidence ran through me. He pulled his eyebrows together as he nodded his head taking in everything I said. But his pupils flared with anger causing me to become nervous and more cautious. In a matter of seconds I found myself in his grasp as he held a cloth to my face, forcing my to inhale the ch
Merlina's P.O.V After driving for another 10 minutes the car soon came to a halt, signaling we were at a gas station. My nerves started taking over me making me second guess my self, but I knew if I didn't get away now it would be hell for me later. The doors to the van slowly opened revealing Dylan behind it. He reached over me and unchained my wrist and ankles from the cold metal, allowing slight winces of pain to leave my lips. My ankles and wrist were both bruised and bloody causing a stinging/ burning sensation as it became exposed to the oxygen. He took my arm and helped me out of the car, but as soon as my feet hit the floor a loud screech left my mouth. A terrible amount of pain rushed through my legs as I tried to apply my weight on them. I looked up at Dylan and his expression showed no remorse or sorrow once so ever. He just yanked me back up and continued pushing me forward. "Don't do anything stupid." He spoke as I limped into the gas s