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Bella's POV "Mom" I muttered her name. "Actually we are here to see Mr and Mrs Benson" The man beside my mom spoke. "You are to see my husband and I not Bella?" Mrs Benson asked. "Yeah" instead of my mom, the man responded. "Who are you please?" Mr Benson asked. The man brought out his ID card and showed it to their faces. "A retired police officer. My fellow police offers will take over from wherever I have stopped." He said, they didn't understand him though. "Why are you here?" "Ahem! " My mom spoke. "I'm sorry Mr and Mrs Benson, i'm not tryna disrespect you but..." She paused. " I really have to do this. I was the one who brought in the cop" My mom told them. "What? Why??" "Cop?" The Bensons exclaimed. Why do I feel like they all seemed suspicious now? God! "Please I'm not asking for anything much but total cooperate okay?" The police offer resumed. Mrs Benson looked at me suspiciously. "Wait! Does this have to do with yo
Peter's POV My parents and Monica's parents are the prime suspect for Bella's father's death? At first I was glad, haven realized that My parents and Bella's late father were once acquainted. I thought fate was trying to bring Bella and I together but no, it doesn't have to be this way and I don't ever think that my parents are responsible for her father's death. Nah! They are not evil besides for what reason will they murder someone? Like I have overheard, Mr Daves was their bossom friend, my mom often talks about him and Dad on the other hand can't even hurt a fly. He is easygoing. So no, my parents definitely didn't kill Bella's parent. What about Monica's parents? Gosh! I don't know. I looked at Bella, who moved away from me immediately after the cop announced my parents are suspect of her father's death. Oh God! Don't let it be. "What? What do you mean by we are your prime suspect?" My Dad quarried the cop. "What right do you have to accuse us?" M
Bella's POV "You can still stay here Bella" Mrs Benson said "Err.. I do not think so. It's not okay not after what we have done" My mom said. "Actually, you did what was right. And we were only making a fuss about it" Mrs Benson said; "I mean you were investigating your husband's death and we were only being interrogated, so it's okay. I'm sending Bella away" She said. I couldn't help but to smile. I looked at my mom's face, I could see that she was glad too. This maid job has been so helpful to us. "Again, I'm sorry about Mr Daves death. May his gentle soul rest in peace. He was a very good man, I guess this is my little way of making it up to him. I promise you Mrs Daves, I'll take good care of your daughter Bella" Mrs Benson added. I couldn't believe my ears as I bowed my head in a respect. "Thank you so much Mrs Benson. I really really appreciate" My mom thanked her. "Go ahead, continue with the investigation. I hope you find who the killer" Peter's Mom
Peter's POV "Hey dear" I heard my mom whispering, then she knocked on the door. "Go away" I yelled at her. "Please dear, let's talk" My mom said. "Once again, I am sick and tired of you. I'm fed up of your nagging. Just leave me alone!" I continued to yell at all. But she pushed the door and came inside instead. I stood up and confronted her. "Don't even think that you'ld succeed in convincing me or bringing Monica and I together. Instead, I'll rather die single. I won't be in a relationship. Not with Monica or the girl I love.." I paused.. "Bella". I said. "Uhmmn.. I'm not here to cause any trouble again" My mom said. I smirked. "I'm serious Peter.. I.." I interrupted her. "Good you know you've been causing troubles" I snugged. "Actually, it felt like I was being controlled. I didn't mean to be a burden to you. I don't know what happened to me, but one think I know is that after I have had a conversation with Mrs Withney, Monica's mom, th
Another day, Mrs Daves and her assistant; the police officer went to the Withney's place according to the directions the company has given them. Luckily for them Mrs Withney was around, so she generously let them in without knowing who they were yet. This time, her husband, Mr Withney was not at home. Monica was at home too, she was just planning to go to The Benson's place, thinking Mrs Benson will support her as usual and she might still get a chance from Peter if she disturbs the hell outta him. "Please have a seat" Mrs Withney offered them after they had entered. "Mommy, who are they?" Monica asked her mom.. bossy and rudely. "Who are you?" Mrs Withney turned to the unknown visitors. The cop brought out his card then he introduced himself, "I'm a retired police officer but being retired doesn't mean I have no right to investigate cases or interrogate people." He said. "Excuse me!" Monica remarked. "So what's a police officer doing here? I guess you ar
"His transfers, position and promotion was given to you. Mrs Withney, are you sure that you are not involved in his death?" The man asked in an authoritative tone and he looked really serious. "What??" Monica and her mom exclaimed at the same time. "How dare you?!" Monica yelled at the policeman."Are these your reasons why you think I must have killed that poor innocent man?" Mrs Withney asked the policeman. "Maybe. Maybe it was someone you know, maybe it was your husband or maybe it was even you" The cop answered her. "Are you trying to accuse me right now Mr policeman?" Monica's mom asked. " It's not an accusation " Bella's mom muttered. "Okay. I didn't kill the man" Mrs Withney said directly. "Monica" Monica was shocked that the policeman called her name. "Your name is Monica right?" "Why? So you could formulate rubbish and say I killed a man I don't even know?" She ran her mouth."No, so you could tell me what you think or what you suspect rather? Ha
Monica's POV "Mom! What did you just do? What did you just say to the policeman?!" Monica furiously yelled at her mother immediately after Bella's mom and the policeman were out of their house and sights. "I didn't do anything wrong Monica. So why are you making a fuss about it?" Her mother replied sharply. "I see you haven't realized the effort of what you have just done. You just accused Mr Benson for what he didn't do" I told her. Since she acted like she didn't understand what I was trying to say. "No I didn't. You are getting me all wrong Monica. I only gave them my opinion, I didn't directly point fingers at them" My mom said. "You did, I tried to stop you but you went ahead and mentioned his name. Mr Benson. That innocent man. Now they will go to his place again to arrest him. Oh jeeezz geez mom!" I screamed frustratedly. I thought she was on my side for Peter to be mine, why this then? "Whatever. One thing I believe is that if he eventually turns out in
Unknown to Monica and Mrs Benson, Mr Benson was right at a corner eavesdropping. He heard right from the part that Monica said his wife had an affair with someone secretly. He saw his wife downcast after Monica has hurt her with those rubbish words, then left. "Laura" Mr Benson called his wife by her maiden name.Mrs Benson was shocked to see her husband behind her, she trembled a little and fought back the tears from flowing down her cheeks. "Did- did you hear what Monica just said? Have you - you been standing there for long?" She asked her husband. "Yeah" He nodded truthfully. "I'm sorry. All what she said now is not true. I swear. I don't know why she made up those words or who must have told her such. I never cheated on you!" Mrs Benson rushed all her words. "I know right. I know. It's definitely not true. Although I have heard of such rumour, this isn't the first time.. You liked him, didn't you?" Yet, her husband quaried. She was shocked and she di
EPILOGUEFast forward**************Peter’s POV.“Dude,What’s the use of a scalpel? ” Vincent asked.“Dissection. Meet Tyler, he will explain better” I replied.“Why? Are you going somewhere? ” He asked.“Yeah” I answered while taking few books off the table.“You wanna see some babes”“Shut it” I fired back.“I’ll like to come along, I might be of help you know? ” He teased.“Darn it, take care of yours first”“And when will you get one? ” Vincent asked.I smirked.“Listen Dude, I’m hungry” I said.“While I just had my lunch”“See yah later then” I said and left. I met Tyler here in college, yeah! We are studying the same medical course with Vincent while Francis chose something entirely different in another college. Of course, he gained admission into the same school his girlfriend chose. That's what me and Bella decided two years ago but we didn't talked about it further. We didn't mention any college. So I don't know where she's at, neither does she know where I am.I wish I d
Peter's POV I received several calls from extended family and friends. Delivery men came knocking on my doors, passing presents sent to me because I already told everyone that they don't have to come over here. "This private birthday is just perfect" Bella exclaimed just after we cut the cake. "You think so too?" I asked, shoving a piece of cake into her mouth and she did the same to me. "Yeah, it seemed like both of us are us are left alone in this world" She said. I agree. "You told me to get prepared earlier. For what?" I asked. "Oh that. You are getting a birthday gift from me!" Bella said. "Oh wow. You insisted on getting me a birthday gift even when I told you that you are the best birthday gift ever" He said. "Yeah. You said that. So I'm giving myself to you" She responded. "Huh...what Bella, I ... didn't mean it that way" I stuttered. She bursted into laughter : "I don't mean it that way too. You little boy with a naughty mindset!" S
Bella's POVI'm not a night owl, the last time I stayed awake in the middle of the night was during the examination season. But this time around, I was only busy with my boyfriend and I was planning to have a french kiss with him. I returned to my room. My heart was still beating really fast, I touched my cheeks, I could feel it reddened and hot. I tossed on my bed as I began to recall the whole scenero, I didn't know that it'll make me so nervous. His simple touch, made it look like we were in a romance mood. I kinda love that feeling though. Somehow, I wish we completed what we've started even if it's just the french kiss and intimate cuddle and maybe the romance. I picked up my phone, hissing at it because it ruined that mood. I've forgotten that I was the one who set the alarm. I smirked and unlocked my phone. I noticed that I have a message. Haven opened it, I found out that it was from my mom. ~'Flora is here. Come say Hi to her tomorrow' It reads. Huh
Peter's POV Vincent left shortly after Monica has gone. Obviously, he came here because of her. Looks like everything is settled now, afterall Vincent and I spoke casually, we talked about other random stuffs before he left and it doesn't look like he was still mad at me. Bella, Francisca, Francis and I had the best time of our life. Well, Bella and her best friend, Francisca were gisting while Francis and I were together. Until, it was getting late. We heard to depart. They wished me a happy birthday in advance again and that was when I noticed they had gifts for me. Awwn.. After the F couple have left, I called driver Joe, who came to pick us up. * * * We got home late in the evening, Surprisingly, Mom already cooked the dinner, we only ate a little because we were already filled up haven enjoyed ourselves to the fullest earlier at the restaurant. "Let's spend my birthday Eve together" I told Bella, when we were just about to retire to our rooms.
Peter's POV Then I sighted Vincent, standing at the entrance and watching us from there. "Vincent" I muttered. "Where is he?" They all turned to look at him. And then, he started walking towards us. My heart was racing a little, I was afraid that Vincent might ruin this special day maybe that's why he agreed to come here even when we aren't in good terms. "Hi guys" He said to all of us when he came closer. "Hello, Hi Vincent" We responded back. He smiled widely instead.. "Happy birthday in advance Peter" Vincent stretched his hands towards me for an handshake. I hesitated a little before recieving it. He had an handshake with the rest before he took his seat, beside me on my other side. "As... err.. as I was saying before you came in, order whatever you want. All bills are on me" I repeated, signaling the waiter to come over and he did. We ticked the menu lists, gave it to him to go bring our orders. "Did you invite Monica?" Vincent su
Peter's POV Since our parents knew that Bella and I were back together again, they left us alone to have our nice time while they spent their own nice time in their room. Bella and I were preparing for the outing, the time we fixed was in the next an hour. Bella wasn't aware that I ordered a very beautiful outfit for her and we were expecting it that morning. Talk of the devil, we heard a knock on the door and the visitor announced that he was the delivery Man. "Go get it. The order isn't for me. " I gestured to Bella. "I didn't place any order too. Probably your parents" She replied. "No, they didn't" I smiled. "Just go get it" I told her. She looked at me suspiciously as she walked to the door to meet the delivery Man. I came closer to watch the scenero. "Hello, I think you've got the wrong address" Bella said to the delivery Man and I chuckled inaudibly. "No. I'm at the right place. One Miss Bella Daves placed this order" He said. "What
Bella's POV We did not stop kissing until we heard some footsteps coming, probably close to us. He held my hand and gently pulled me to his room. I bit my lips, smiling and blushing. I touched my cheeks as I could feel it hot and red. Peter was smiling widely too. I wanted him to speak first but right now, I was so shy. Then He coughed in an awkward way then finally said something; "I miss you Bella" "Me too. I miss you" I replied. "Well... obviously. We went through alot. So we didn't have time for us" He said,holding my hand and intertwining it with his. "I'm sorry..." I wanted to apologise again but he interrupted me by placing his finger on my lips and I smiled. "I'm sorry about your father's death issue" He said."It's okay. Now I believe that whenever you say everything will be fine, it different will be" I told him. "Exactly" He replied. "I have alot to say to you. It's been piled up in my mind" "Spew it out. Talk to me every now
Bella's POV "Peter" I called his name after he has taken some steps away. He stopped walking but he didn't say anything. He didn't even turn to look at me. I didn't know where to begin, so I kept mute. He wanted to leave again, so I began to spew out my heart. "Peter I'm sorry. Stop avoiding me and talk to me!" I said and began to cry but he scoffed like he didn't care. "Peter!" I screamed his name. That was when he turned to look at me. "Is it high time we communicate now? No, I don't think so" He smirked. "I'm sorry" I repeated. "Okay. I'm glad your father's killer has been found. It's been making you worried. That's all I have to say to you" He said. "Peter" I muttered, moving closer to him slowly. "What is it Bella?" He asked. "Are you mad at me? Why?" I mumbled. He sighed heavily. "Yes, I am mad at you. I'm super mad at you. First, you totally believed my parents must have killed your father" Peter said. "No - I... " I stam
Monica on the other hand, Speaking of Monica, haven sobbed and sobbed over her broken family, she decided to start a new and better life. She started with apologising to the people she has offended, most especially Mrs Benson. Not only does she wanna apologise, she also wanna stay alone in her own lane. She doesn't wanna associate with anyone thereafter. She took a deep breathe in, let them all out before summoning up the courage to knock on the door. Since she didn't get a response at the first knock, she hesitated to knock again. She wanted to leave, she thought they'll resent her but Bella opened the door just when she turned to leave. "Ah... Hi" She stammered nervously, remembering that she owes Bella an apology too. "Hi" Bella responded sheepishly. "Err.. is everyone at home?" Monica asked as she walked in slowly. She was so scared of meeting The Bensons, she thought of what they might think about her. "I'll go announce to everyone that Mr Withney