HOW TO GET AWAY WITH MURDER.Jane's POV ❤️I couldn't stop. I wouldn't stop. I hit his head over and over and over and over again, but never got satisfied. I laughed like a maniac, as I hit Bob's head over and over with the frypan. Blood was everywhere, his blood. On my hands, the floor, my dress, it was everywhere. A little bit of blood splattered on my face, and I stopped hitting his head, and threw the frypan on the floor and as it touched the floor, blood splashed on my naked body and even in my mouth. The frypan was already condemned, I couldn't use it again. What a waste!I used the back of my hand to wipe the blood on my face, but it didn't seem to help much as my face got covered in his blood the more. I crossed my arms, stood there and watched his now lifeless body. I just murdered someone, but I didn't feel bad about it. I felt ecstatic. I felt relieved, I was happy. Bob deserved it. If I didn't do that, someone else might, so it was nice I did it before the person did. Th
A PLAN TO GET AWAY WITH MURDERJane's POV ❤️I got out of the bathroom, and put on an all black outfit to blend in with the darkness of the night. I had to stay hidden, and unnoticed too. It was almost dark, just few more hours and I could have some peace of mind. I had a plan to get rid of his body, but I still didn't know if it was going to work. I got out of my room holding a towel in my hands, and drying my hair with it. I just had to be patient. There was nothing to do. I was bored. I went and made something to eat, turned on the TV and watched the news. There was nothing interesting going on in town, but something exciting was about to happen. I could feel it.By the time my food was done cooking, it was already in the night. All that was left was to wait a little more till it was quiet and darker. I ate my food while watching TV and waited. I glanced over at Bob's body and smirked."Just a little longer, and you will finally be put to rest." It was finally dark outside, and
HOW I GOT AWAY WITH MURDERJane's POV ❤️I woke up after such a long sleep and I was still extremely tired. I had things to do and I couldn't rest yet. It wasn't over already. I had to burn my dress, and every other things that could implicate me. I couldn't burn my blood-stained dress downstairs where my neighbors would see me. I got up from my couch feeling exhausted, and a yawn escaped from my mouth. I picked up my dress and the gloves I had on last night. I took a lighter from the kitchen and alcohol cause I didn't have any gasoline to increase the fire.I went straight to the bathroom to burn them. I couldn't think of a better place to do it. If I went to the kitchen, there was a high chance my kitchen was going to catch fire and burn. If I did it in my living room, the smell was going to attract the neighbors and I didn't want that to happen. The fire alarm was going to ring, and people were going to poke their noses in my business. The bathroom seemed safer.I poured the alc
MRS FELICE, THE MIND READER!Charles' POV ❤️"Mr Charles!" My therapist, Mrs Felice sang. I never thought I was going to see her again. I tried to form a smile, but she noticed it. I never really liked her, she was too observant and it was creepy. I couldn't hide anything from her, she was like a mind-reader and I found it annoying."Look how grownup you have become." She said. She was trying to remain cheerful, and not give in to my indifference. I didn't want to be here, I don't want to have to go through this stage again. I don't trust people easily, and Mrs Felice was definitely not one of the people I trusted. I saw her as someone providing services for me. She was only doing her job and nothing more."As supposed, Mrs Felice." I replied bluntly.I drove here. I had things to do at the office, but I ended up coming here even though I didn't want to be here. "Have your seat." She said to me.I sat down on a black sofa. This place hasn't changed one bit. It was still as annoying
MIDNIGHT TEXTS!Charles' POV ❤️I got to a five star hotel and checked in. The receptionist seemed to know who I was, and offered me preferential treatment. The hotel was manageable, but mine was way better. It was late at night, and I was extremely tired. I needed to rest.I got to my room for the night, and collapsed on the bed. I should freshen up, I was sweaty. I also promised to call Bianca later, I should do that too.It was quite shocking that I didn't have her number and I had to go through Mr Matthew in order to talk to her. I should get her number but it was late, I didn't know if she was still going to be awake by this time. And then there was her best friend. She hates me."Master Charles?!" Mr Tusch answered sleepily after he picked up my call. "I'm sorry to be calling so late at night, but I need a favour from you." I requested. He was the only one I could think of right now."It's nothing, Sir. Is everything alright? How can I be of help to you?" He sounded honest. I
FAREWELL, GREEN ISLAND! Bianca's POV ❤️It had been up to a week now since I came to this island, and more than three days since I last saw Charles. We would chat everyday, most especially at night. There was this one time Kumiko caught me talking to him, and she teased me throughout the whole day about it.I miss him so much. I was glad I was finally leaving here and was going to see him very soon. I had had my fun here with Kumi, it was now time to leave. I will miss the island, I will miss the peace and comfort it brought. I will miss the sea, the forest. I will miss the bonfire and the night breeze. Most of all, I will definitely miss Mr Matthew."It is so sad to say goodbye now." I said to Mr Matthew.We were both waiting for Charles' private jet, it was going to be here any moment from now. I was ready, but I wasn't so sure about Kumi. She looked like she wasn't ready to part with this place yet."Yadaaa. I don't want to go, I want to stay longer here." She whined.She really w
HIS LIPS ON MINE - A TASTE OF HEAVEN! Bianca's POV ❤️"I missed you" I could sense his troubles as I hugged him back. I wanted to help relieve his stress, but I didn't know how to. His hot breath tickled my ear and made me shiver. He was so close to me and for some reason, I felt happy. He stopped hugging me, and just stared at me. I was about to melt anytime soon. Why was he looking at me that way?He held my face with his fairly large hands, and smiled at me genuinely. I was happy. The last time I saw him, he had forced a smile at me. I was glad he was doing okay. He ran both hands down my cheeks, and I giggled."That tickles." I giggled. He didn't stop. Instead, he continued and ran them faster on my face and I laughed so hard. "You finally laughed." He suddenly said, and I stopped laughing. I could feel him. I could feel his gaze on my lips. His crystal blue eyes looked so magical from this distance. I stared at his lips too, and wanted nothing more than to kiss them. Since
HATE TO LOVE YOU Bianca's POV ❤️I slammed the door shut in frustration as I left his room. How dare he do that to me? I rested my back against the door, as I let the tears flow. What was wrong with me? Don't tell me I was actually falling in love with Charles? "There's no way that can happen." I whispered to myself as I wiped my tears with the back of my hands."Hey!" A voice sounded, and I was scared to death. I looked over while wiping my tears from my eyes to see who it was. It was Zac. I forced a smile at him."Is everything okay? Did Charles say anything stupid to you?" He asked me with concern. Was it a good thing to tell his best friend what happened? Was it alright to tell him I was a fool for thinking and wishing there was something that could have happened between us? Tears welled up in my eyes again, but I couldn't let them drop, definitely not in front of Zac."Are you sure you're okay? You can talk to me." He said.That was really sweet of him, but I didn't deal wel