Vanessa:Let's go, Vanessa, the outing is over." He said monotonously.I didn't utter a word and simply got into the car, I watched as Damien stared at us helplessly and Leo got into the car."Let's go home." He said, quietly.He ignited the car engine and began to drive, all through the drive he didn't utter a word neither did he look at me."Are you okay?" I asked, worriedly.No answer."Your knuckles are bleeding." I pointed out.No answer."Leonard."No answer.I sighed and kept to myself, everything that happened was still a shock to me and I decided not to push the matter any further. When we got back home he didn't say a word either and just went straight to the guest room. He wasn't a guest in the house and he knew his way around. I followed him and saw him get into the bathroom.It was my cue to leave and I went back to my room, took a cold bath to wash down the memories of what happened, and probably talked to Leo and have everything figured out. I changed into a more comfor
Vanessa: I woke up the next morning feeling groggy and tired. Sleeping lete was never a food idea for me.I dragged myself out of bed, jumped into the shower and in less than thirty minutes, I was dressed in a t-shirt and jeans trousers, ready to go home.My parents were back from their trip and I needed to go and welcome them properly. Besides, it was high time I gave Leo the space he deserved in his home. I had spent a total of two days with him and thought it was high time I left even though I really didn't want to.As I arranged my things in the suitcase, I couldn't help but feel a sense of loss and longing. If I was being honest, I quite enjoyed being around Leo. He was funny and sweet and accommodating. I didn't feel suffocated in his presence nor did I feel the need to run away from him regardless of his confession last night.Letting out a sigh, I picked up my bag as soon as I was done and exited the room.I was already downstairs when Leo intercepted me. He was wearing a polo
KimberlyI stood up from my bed, done with the breakfast that Ethan had made me and stepped into the shower, I turned it on and savored the cascade of water down my back. The only other that would have made this perfect was Ethan in here with me.As soon as I finished bathing, I exited the shower only to get a call from the investigator I'd hired a while back. I picked up the phone on the third ring and placed it on my ear."Hello,""Hello Kimberly, meet me at Saint cafe, there's something you should know.""Alright, sure, I'll be there." I said in response before hanging up and entering my closet to find something to wear.I dressed myself up in a cute pink sweater and black bell bottom jeans with my hair curled up into a ponytail. Silver jewelry adorned my neck, wrist and ankles.I wanted to get to the cafe as fast as possible so I drove myself there without informing Ethan iof where I was going. He'd ask too many questions and probably even follow me and I didn't want that. He worri
Kimberly:As soon as I got home, I discarded my bag and plopped down on my bed, my hand on my head.What on earth had the private investigator been talking about? Nothing he'd said throughout the meeting made any sense no matter how I looked at it.How can Ethan be responsible for my parents' car crash? That made no sense. This wasn't some action movie, wouldn't the truck driver be in danger too if he had orchestrated the accident?Why was he even thinking about this? It didn't make any sense not just because I knew Ethan would never do such a thing but because the evidence my investigator had was more than negligible.He didn't expect me to just believe whatever bullshit he had to say, did he?Was I supposed to believe that a man wearing a hoodie and talking to the truck driver was Ethan?Granted, he had more or less the same build as Ethan from behind but that was not enough evidence, it wasn't nearly enough proof.I let out a frustrated sigh. I had thought he'd found something only
Ethan:The weight of the day's labor dragged at my heels as I stepped into the dimly lit foyer of our home. My eyes, heavy with fatigue, scanned the familiar surroundings, searching for a sign of Kimberly. Her absence was a gaping hole in the usual hustle of our home, and I was met with an unsettling silence in response to my call to her.I made my way to the security desk, where the guard's eyes lifted in acknowledgment. 'Has Kimberly returned yet?' I asked, my voice barely above a whisper, hoping for a different answer than the one I expected. The guard shook his head, his expression a mix of sympathy and bewilderment.'No, sir. She left earlier today and hasn't come back.'My heart sank as I reached for my phone, the screen's glow casting an eerie light on my worried face. I dialed Kimberly's number, but it went straight to voicemail. Her phone was off, and I couldn't track her location through the app we used. Panic began to claw at my insides as I realized she was truly missing.I
Kimberly:"Murderer? What one bloody earth are you talking about Kimberly?" Ethan asked, a confused look on his face."You know exactly what I'm talking about, don't fucking pretend. I know you murdered my parents, Ethan."I spat, anger and bitterness spilling from every part of my body.I hated him so much at that moment, It was almost tangible."What on earth?... How on earth did you get information like that?" He asked, a surprised look on his chiseled face."Why does it matter? So you can kill that person too?" I asked, staring him down.Several kinds of expressions crossed his face as he tried to figure out what I was talking about.I knew he was doing all of this for the show.There was no way he didn't know what I was talking about. He murdered my parents in cold blood and he just didn't want me to know about it."Look Kimberly, I have no idea who's filling your head with all of this nonsense but I assure you what you are saying is complete nonsense. The fact that we are having
Ethan:I watched her drive out of the driveway and I could do nothing about it. Who fucking gave her that information and why would she believe them.I put a call through Axel as I walked into the mansion, he picked up the first ring and I went ahead sending my orders.“The man Kimberly has been meeting for a while, at the cafe downtown? I want you to find him and bring him to me.” I ordered angrily. My body was tense and I was in no way happy about my new findings and Kimberly leaving the house like she hadn’t known me all her life. Fuck everything thing was getting messed up. I got into my room, changed, and got ready to leave for the creed. I had a lot of things to do there and I also needed to understand what was happening.As I ascended the stairs, my phone rang out loud and I got a call from Axel.“Sir, he’s a private investigator and detective. I have sent a file regarding his history and information to you.”“Okay. Send it to Tony, I want him to fetch him for me.” I ordered.
Kimberly:I arrived at Uncle Greyson’s house and at first he was shocked to see me but he welcomed me and my bags were taken to the guest room.Rebecca was all over me apologizing for the other night.“I’m sorry for the other night.” she folded her lips as she had my hand in her hand.“I forgive you, Becca.” I smiled. She pulled me into a very big hug.“I have a lot of things to show you. Please join me.” She began to pull me up the stairs while her parents stared at us widely.We got to her room and although she had shown me her room the last time I had dinner in her room, it was the first time I was getting to look at it for a long time.She had almost the same taste as Vanessa, was loud like Vanessa, and was so full of life, while I on the other hand was a very quirky teenager with a very cringe and old-fashioned taste.“We could do some podcasts together.” She said and I nodded. I was in no mood for all her talks and I just wanted to be on my resting.“Rebecca, I’m really tired, I