“Leo, you can’t avoid me forever,” I informed the brown-haired boy while he furiously unpacked his luggage.
“I’m not avoiding you. I just don’t want to talk to you.” He said and avoided eye contact.I sighed. This was going to be harder than I had expected. I glanced at the room for the millionth time since I had walked in, The bed was covered with a grey Naruto Duvet, the walls were covered with anime wallpaper and if I had no clue what his obsession with these fictional characters, I would say Tyler had gone a bit too far.“At least try to see things from my perspective, when I found out, I was devastated, I felt betrayed and hurt and it was not a nice feeling.” I tried to explain. Leonardo stopped and looked me in the eye.“She was sick, she had just been admitted into the hospital and she had multiple to her head, You seemed to have forgotten all of that — for that dumb tape!” He yelled.“It’s not a dump tape okay?” I shot back a"I saw his face." My bottom lip quivered, my eyes stung with fresh hot tears and my feet felt like they were riding on jelly. It felt like everything was becoming obnoxiously loud and I wanted it to stop."I saw his face," I repeated, my voice sounded a pitch higher than a remember but it felt like my throat my clogged, and my chest was restricted. At this point, it felt like my head was nearly above water because my entire body felt uncomfortable.For the first time in three years, I could see it, I could see it playing like a movie right in front of my eyes, with no blurs, no form or illusions or anything. I saw his face, I saw how his hands pressed onto the trigger button before the bullet went off, I could hear things, very real things.The sound of old music playing in the background from the floor below us, it was my mother's birthday but my father insisted that he wanted her to at least enjoy his genre of music for the first time since they had been married, the sound of glasse
I fell to the ground. My hands gripped the ground, I had finally remembered. I had finally remembered where I had seen that Tattoo, that scorpion tattoo. That tattoo had been painfully familiar for so many years.Alice.Alice had that same tattoo.It was right behind her neck, and when I had dragged her hair earlier, the outline was there, she had only recently had a removed but the outline was there. It was right there, the shape of a scorpion, which I had seen a few times as a child too. How was Alice connected to this man? Did Rye know that she was connected to this man? Was she aware that the woman she was supporting was a monster? She knew, but she didn't believe it.I could not blame her, Alice was a trained liar, a professional, she knew how to manipulate and play with people, but now, I would find out the whole truth and ensure that I put her and this man behind bars because that is where they belong I pushed myself up and rested against the wall. It took me a few seconds bef
This hospital was a complete contrast to anyone I had ever seen. The depressing atmosphere seemed extinct and you could barely feel the urgency soaked in the walls. There was no loud barking from one medical practitioner to the other and there were no stretchers running about. I quickened my pace as I followed Tyler and Leonardo. The latter had been stuck to the duo ever since the incident, I felt a pang in my chest at the fact that the bit was probably lonely, especially after the incident with his family and the fact that he would barely see them in Canada.“How may I help you?” The receptionist was a petite blonde with dimples, She had tanned skin and her hair stopped just below her jaw, forming an exquisite bob.“I’m here to see my brother, Trace Adams, I’m Tyler Adams—” He rushed out and you could hear the urgency in his tone.“Oh my, You are Tyler Adams?” Her chirpy tone had lowered a bit, The edges of her lips curled downwards and her eye lid’s lowered. “Your family is waiting
A lot of time must have passed because the second time I opened my eyes, everywhere seemed darker than I had remembered and I shivered a bit. It took me a few seconds to register that I was alone in the room. I glanced across the blaring blue hospital room.The door had a small opening and I could hear quite murmurs from outside, I tried to move my body or swing my legs off the railing of the bed — I hoped it was a bed though, after all, what else was in a hospital room?As I swung my leg over though, a dull ache stung the back of my head and I bit down on my lip and bent my head in response, my hand ran over the sore spot, I hated whenever I had those flashbacks. I needed to get out of the room and check on Tyler but I would have never expected the sight I met in front of me."You are the only child I know who frowns after seeing their parents for the first time in a while." Her voice sounded stiff but bold, it held a bit of mockery underneath.My head shot up and I felt my heart pou
I stumbled back, My limbs felt like jelly ad I could barely keep myself up, the scent of iron filled my nose and I became painfully aware of the fact that my lip was bleeding from hitting too hard on it, I took another step back and everything turned red as I burst down the halls back the room I had woke up from.“Alice!”I boomed, my voice was heavier than the pain in my chest, The guilt that was carefully tearing me apart and forcing me back into the dark place I spent years crawling out from. “Alice! Where are you?! Come out! Come out now woman! face me!” I growled. I was livid, my voice shook with anger and rage and my entire body shivered with an emotion I did not recognize. It felt like a movie.Like fate had not just played this cruel game with me, It almost felt too bad to be true, too sickenly unbelievable to be the reality, I clenched my jaw and barged into the room, but an empty room glared back at me.My feet gave out underneath me. What sort of Dilemma was this? Why me th
"Hi," I whispered as I locked eyes with the boy, he broke eye contact and looked away, I watched as he grabbed a fistful of the white sheets and squeezed it, while his eyes stung with fresh tears."Trace," It was Tyler's voice, it sounded forced and strained, I watched as the man took tentative steps towards the boy but was barely able to make it to the mop of brown curls when the boy croaked out."She's gone isn't she?" I almost stumbled but I gripped the wall for support. I could feel my insides rumble with a sensation that was foreign and nauseating. "Trace, I —" "You didn't save her." He shot a glare at Tyler with a sharp tone. "She trusted you and you couldn't save her." He continued. His voice was hoarse and low but it pierced daggers into my chest even though I wasn't the one it was directed at."And all because of her." My forehead creased as his eyes landed on me, He stared accused and it reminded me of Rye, I sucked in a sharp breath. Everything was happening too fast."No
Her piercing blue eyes locked with mine, Her thin lips pursed into a straight line as the edges of her lips quivered, it was almost as if she was trying to stiffen a laugh but could barely do it right.She scoffed. Her naturally long silky hair looked roughed and tattered but the stare in her eyes remained, the hatred she had nurtured for years stood still and growled like a storm."I never I would see you again. Yet, here you are." Her voice was icy cold and heavy, I rolled my eyes at her antics and mediocre attempt to scare me.“I also never knew I would come here, but fate had other plans didn’t it?” I said as I drew out the steel chair opposite her, I watched as Rye eyed me down, her gaze as sharp and piercing but I had spent too many years as the object of her hate to be moved at this point.“Don’t tell me you came all the way here to mock me.”I heard her speak, Her voice sounded calmer this time, almost as if she was struggling to bury all the anger she bore against me.“Tomorrow
"What are you even saying?" I asked and felt my face contort in confusion. What was she on about and how in the world did she end up on that trail of thought?If anyone knew how much I loved and cared about Derek, It was Rye. She knew. We suffered together, she knew how much I suffered when he died when he was murdered and I felt something bubble inside of me at the fact that she thought I was capable of it."Don't deny it," Her voice was low and void of any emotion I recognized. She took another step toward me. "For years..." She trailed off and a tear rolled down her cheek. "For so many years, I lived away from my father, I grew up with someone else, I even lived in the streets at one point." I bit my lip as she sucked in a deep breath and shut her eyes, They snapped open and she locked eyes with me."Then my father finally came back to me." She took another step toward me, the sound of her footsteps was loud and clear in my ears and I could see how she was visibly shaking. Tears st