The hour went by quickly and Ella's fake mom squeezed Ella's hand. Ella liked the warmth of her hand and let her hold it for a while.They were supposed to be mourning their daughter, Summer, but they looked so cheery. They were laughing as if nothing had happened. As if they had not buried her just three days ago. She knew it was all fake and the reality was that her mother sat six feet underground or in the sea in some sharks gut but they needed to put up the fake misery and sombre feeling so that they would not look suspicious.Ella leaned forward and whispered that everyone was suspecting them of some foul play. Her eyes now moving to the right so that her father could follow her gaze.Patrick understood her anxiety and knew that they could not just turn their laughter into sorrow. He pulled out a gold locket from his pocket and a yo yo. He placed the locket in Ella's hand and said, " this was Summer's favourite piece of jewelry. I want you to have it."Ella looked at the beautifu
Before Ella could take a seat Brook pointed at her." That is Miss Summer Ray. It is her. That lying b****. Thinks she can sit here and mock me. I see right through you Summer.""Miss Wilds, we have already addressed this when Mr Style's took the stand this morning. We will not be having any of this nonsense in this court room."Ella smiled and nodded at the judge. She took a seat with her family and stared at Brook. "Proceed." The judge ordered the policeman.Brook placed her hand on the holy bible and took her oath."I do solemnly, sincerely and truly declare and affirm that the evidence I shall give shall be the truth the whole truth and nothing but the truth." She repeated after the officer.She rolled her eyes and took a seat as the officer took his place at the side. She placed her hands on the table, fiddling with the cuffs." Can you open these things, it's hurting my hands."Everyone ignored her."Miss Wilds. Where were you on the night of Miss Summer's murder?" Mrs Sting walk
" Did you know Summer was missing?" Mrs Sting asked Brook is an almost condescending manner."Duh." Brook rolled her eyes."Miss Wilds. That is not the way to answer! Duh. Is not an answer." Mrs Sting snapped. " Did you or did you not know that Summer was missing on that night?""Yes. I knew." Brook looked at Mrs Sting as if she was going to explode."How did you know?""I overheard Bobby asking people." Brook tried to convince herself when she said those words." Was the music not loud. How would you have heard if the music was loud. You were at a party." Mrs Sting scratched her head." I read his lips." Brook replied desperately."So you can read lips?" Mrs Sting chuckled. She found this rather amusing."Yes." Brook confirmed."Alright here we go." Mrs Sting mouthed out and everyone in the room looked confused."What did u just say, Miss Wilds?" Mrs Sting asked loudly."Objection." Mrs Freeman stood up and walked over to the judge." How is this relevant to the case. Miss Wilds knew,
" Why would I ask Bobby? What should I ask Bobby? " Mrs Sting asked curiously." About his girlfriend. She was a suicidal maniac." Brook shouted hysterically.Bobby shook his head."Miss Wilds. We cannot be going around in circles. You are now accusing a person of hiring someone to kill them. First you insist that Miss Summer Ray is alive. You accuse Miss Woods of being Miss Summer Ray. Then you go on to say that Miss Summer Ray committed suicide. Now she has paid someone to kill her. With which money? That you are unsure." Mrs Sting's word stung like a beesting.Her words were sharp and cut through the air like knives. Everyone seemed to question the mental capacity of Brook Wilds. The jury started to discuss amongst themselves."Silence.", The judge roared." Miss Sting, do you have any more questions for the defendant?""No. Your honour. I think I have made my point." Miss Sting said humbly before taking her seat. She smiled at herself for being so clever."Miss Freeman, do you wish
Ella walked hurriedly to her father black mercedes that was parked outside the building.She jumped into the back and slammed the door shut.Her father jumped into the passenger and her fake mother sat next to her. Her fake mother cuddled her for a bit but after a while Ella shrugged her off. She was tired and just wanted to go home and sleep. As soon as they reached the hotel, Ella wished them a good night and closed her door behind her.She slid down onto the floor and sobbed like a wounded child. Placing her head between her knees and leaning against the door, she broke down. She wondered if she could make it through the next hearing. She back tracked to their statements and wondered if she had really known her boyfriend. They had grown up together, she felt she had deserved to be loved by him, but instead a he did was lie to her. His love was a lie.Everything was fake. He was a fake. It was still early, the sun had just begun to set in the far west. She knew her father would
Was she now becoming mentally ill?Ella did not want to analyze her dream any further. She decided to ignore the realistic dream and go back to sleep.She wondered if it was Bobby or Brook tapping into her subconscious.It was most likely to be Brook but she didn't want to speculate.The rays of sun fe on Ella's cheeks like morning dew and her cheeks felt warm.She opened her eyes slowly, letting her eyes adjust to the brightness.She had already forgotten about her dream and got ready to have breakfast.Since she did not have supper last night, she felt as if she was starving.She met her father and fake mother at the dinning room and took a seat with them.As they ate their muffins and enjoyed a cup of coffee, a sheriff barged in and disturbed their morning banter."Miss Woods?" He asked holding an envelope in his hands.Ella raised her hand slightly and he handed her the envelope." Sign here."Ella signed the document and started to open the big brown envelope.Her eyes widened and
" Mr Trex. You have come here to do a job. You have done it now please leave." Patrick growled. His eyes grew a misty black and his sharp warewolf teeth began to protrude from his mouth." I.....I......I....am sorry." He stuttered. He was so scared that the front of his pants became soaked with urine.He looked at the bush in the far end of the garden. There was something there that made Ella suspicious. Ella found this man repulsive. Ella walked over to the bush and to her surprise there sitting in between the shrubs was a male journalist hiding in the bushes with his camera rolling. This was planned by Brook. She was the only person who would go to such extreme lengths to get what she wants. She was a totally evil, conniving b****. She wondered how people like Brook, lived with themselves.Ella was angry. She grabbed the man by the ear and twisted it, dragging him out from the bushes.She hurried on his feet, pleading and begging Ella to let go. For a rather slender woman, she w
" I would like to meet this afternoon, once I have the results. I am free around six o clock this evening." Mrs Sting proposed."That is perfect. We will see you at six!" Ella replied.She looked at the time and it was still early in the day. There was atleast four hours more until they left to the district attorney's office.A knock on the door caught her attention."Ella dear. You sped off in a frenzy. What's going on?" Patrick Ray asked as he walked through the door with her fake mother in tow." I just got off the phone with the district attorney. She is going to get the results of the DNA test. She said we should meet her at her office at six o clock. We have been subpoenaed by Bobby and Brook's lawyer which isn't good. This means that they want to prove their theory and clear their names." Ella said in almost one breath."Ella , we have our own lawyer." Patrick replied as he took a seat on the bed next to her."Yes dad. But that doesn't help us. We can't just go into court with