16th July 2027
THE NEXT DAY:
The mansion is decorated in a way, one might call 'Boring' because everything is somehow related with the 'Lawyer stuffs'. But that isn't what matters. What matters is the majestic beauty of the mansion. Well, majestic is not the word I would use to describe it, since it's a large building mainly consisting of glass. But any way, it is beautiful. Jos lives there with her fiancé Ben. Ben is the CEO of BATT Beauty products while Jos is the heir to her father's management, VOICE Management. Their families are in good terms, since there children had a thing since high school. Unlike her family, mine and Kate's are different. Kate is an Airhostess. Kate didn't actually have much of a dream. Her dream was to be a Lawyer, just like me. And so was Jose's. But things didn't work out. At the end, somehow, Kate ended up becoming an Airhostess to our country's Airlines agency. While I, am an independent Lawyer.
By the time it is dusk, the place is already swarming with people. Every single person I can remember from high school come up to me and congratulate me on my success. All I can do is just take everything in. we stand in a circle, me, Jos, Kate, Ben, and Ben's friend Charlie.
Now here's a thing about Charlie. Charlie and I dated during high school for only for a few months when one day, I saw him with another girl. Without asking for an explanation, I made a fool of myself by thinking he was cheating on me. Crazy me. A week passed and I kept ignoring him until he learnt the truth from Kate. At first he laughed, saying he would never do such a thing. And like the fool I am, I made myself think it was TRUE LOVE and we started again but not long had we started, Charlie dumbed me through Kate, saying her to tell me that he is a bad boy, and that he flirts around with many girls and what not. It broke my heart, thinking about what he told me about never going to betray me and all the TRUE LOVE stuffs. Only then did I realize what he actually meant. He didn't mean that he would never LEAVE me. He just meant that it was not in his character to cheat or two time.
Cliche story isn't it? Only the truth is, it's not the real story. I just made that up. it was way more terrible than you can imagine.
So the moment right now is quiet awkward, with both of us standing face to face, just Ben, Joseph, Jos and Kate as our barrier. Ben wants to know about the case. So that's what I do. I tell him, but Charlie listens too. Music spills from ahead. Joy and Lucy, my former band mates in our high school music group perform a song I have long written.
"This one's for you, Roselyn Arahoz!" They call and applause breaks out. They sing 'Walk Over', the song I wrote when I loosed my first debate competition. Even though I didn't lose my case, the song still fits, because the meaning is the same.
"Wow! I didn't know they would be here too!" says Kate, watching the two dance and sing on the stage. "Why would you think something like that?" asks Charlie.
Kate just shrugs and answers, "They really aren't the type who would come just because they remember someone, you know. Especially not Rose."
I don't know why she had to say that.
"Maybe they thought it will be there chance to get famous, cause I bet they came her just to perform. Oh, how attention seeking!" Jos says, shuddering. We all laugh.
"Well then, let's see how many guests we have," I say and at once, we begin counting.
We see our class president, Ryan and his buddy's, Paul and Rob. We see the mischief makers, the nerds and others of Ben's batch.
"Who's that?" I ask, when I notice a girl with black dark curls, standing all by herself. "Who?" asks Jos. I point to the girl and Jos notices. A frown crosses over her face.
"Who's she?" Just then, the girl notices us and starts walking towards us. Oh boy. We all look from one to another in hopes that one among us will recognise her but the more closer she gets, the more our senses decrease.
"Hello!" she says, reaching us at last. "Hey." I reply sheepishly. The others avert their eyes. Bloody hell.
"Congratulations on your success!" she says shyly. "Yeah, thank you." And that's all I can say.
Where the hell are we going with this?
Suddenly, out of nowhere, a half drunken Ryan pops out. He holds onto the girl for balance, his hands around her shoulder. The girl stares at him in surprise.
"Wowww… look who it izzz! It's Rozzalyn Arahozzz! Congratulationzzz!!" He sputters. "Thanks, you already said it." I mutter under my breath.
He chuckles drunkenly and turns to his companion, the girl he's holding. "Oh! You again! Seriously who are you really? And how did you get here?"
Ryan's rudeness is sensed by all of us. Mentally, we all face palm ourselves. The girls face reddens and she turns to us for help, thinking we might shut him up. Oh no! Please don't! We don't even know for ourselves who you are. The girls face falls when she realizes we don't know her too. Perhaps that's why she has been standing all alone, because nobody recognised her. Guilt will not let me see her in the eyes. Not now.
"Am Lara. Lara Ahdiaur." We all look from one to another, trying to remember if we know a Lara Ahdiaur. And that's when the answer slaps me right on the face.
Lara was the quietest, most distant and the most invisible girl of our class. One would barely know if she was even present. Nobody paid her any attention. Any new student who came would first be her companion, and when finally they would find suitable friends, they would leave her. Lara never caused any trouble, that's why she was barely known among the teachers too. And now that she's here, I completely forgot we had a Lara back in our days.
The rest of them make an 'Ah' expression, finally realising the truth themselves.
"Oh Lara! It's so good to see you after so long! I didn't even know you would come!" I say and then I wonder, how did she know we are having a party when none of us can recognise her? Did somebody else tell her? Maybe she came along with one of them. I shrug and toss the thought away. Lara says nothing but just stares at the floor, biting her lower lip. Damn I feel so bad for her.
"Excuse me for a minute." She says a while later and then turns back and walks away. She fades into the crowd until no one can see her, just like she has always been.
***
"Hey I got to go to the washroom. I won't be a minute." Jos says and excuses herself. The rest of us four stand and gossip on until a while later, Kate gets a phone call. "Hello! Am sorry what? Now? Really now? Umm… ah… yeah ok, I will be there." And with that, she hangs up.
"What's the matter?" I ask. Kate sighs and says, "Its work. They say I have to come over right NOW. Seriously what could be so important that they have to summon a mere air hostess in such an unusual time?"
"Do you really have to go? I mean, look around. We haven't had such a reunion in a long time." I seriously didn't want her to go, not when Charlie is present. kate sighs again, running her fingers through her hairs. "I know girl, I know. And it breaks me to say that I HAVE to leave. I'm sorry girl. Tell me how it goes ok?"
I nod slowly and she gives me a peck on the cheek, waves to Ben and Charlie before pecking Joseph on the lips and is off.
"Hey, you should let Jos kno-" but she's already gone, and so my words are left hanging in the air.
The four of us stand in awkward silence. Ben tries to start a conversation, only to later stop it in the middle. We all know how awkward it is for me and Charlie. Ben stares from one to another, from me to Charlie and our awkward silence. At last, he says, "I will go find Jo-''
But before he can finish, I blurt out, "I will go look for Jos. You guys enjoy." And with that, I speed away before anyone can stop or object.
Things are quieter in the second landing. Not much people come here since the party is mainly on the first two floors. This is where Jos room should be. I call for her but no one appears. This whole place is like a maze and I can't actually figure out which one is her room since I never came here. I open doors and close them again when I see there is no one. She must be here somewhere. At last, I come to a room where the door is half ajar.
"Jos?" I call out but no one replies. I push open the door and just as I do, I sink to the ground out of terror.
What in the name of heavens?
My heart beats as if it would just explode and even if it did, I won't care. I;m ready to die after what I have just seen. I can barely move a muscle. I want to cry but my tears won't just come. For I can't breathe and my whole body is frozen in place. So I do the only thing I can.
I scream. I scream as loud as possible and with that, everyone arrives.
"Rose what's the mat-''Charlie tries to say, but the sight in front of us just simply silences him. "Oh my god." He murmurs and so do the others. Only Ben remains silent. He stares at the sight in front of him.
Before me hangs the lifeless body of my friend Jocelyn from the ceiling, a suicide note on the dressing table. With one swift motion, the rope holding the body snaps and Jocelyn falls on the bed with a thud, unmoving. And that's when my voice gives away and tears start streaming down my eyes, unstoppable.
I sit on the floor, motionless, as the whole world around me is busy with work. Figures move around me, different noises are heard, but am not actually seeing or listening. My thoughts are too dishevelled. A while ago, I heard sirens. Sirens from an ambulance, and then from a police car. Everyone around are busy asking and answering questions. Some people even try to take answers from me. But am not into any of it. There's only one thought swirling in my head. Joslyn is dead. She's dead. She's dead. Joslyn is dead. Suicide.Of all things, Joslyn committed suicide. Why? Why would she do that? I have already read the suicide not, but it makes no sense. The suicide not goes like this:To all my loved ones, if you are reading this, it means that am already gone. And when I say I'm gone, I mean dead. The fact that I took my own life will be really shocking to you all, I know. And I also know that everyone will want an explanation.Firstly, I want to tell
1st February 2016,"Alright students, we have a transfer student here, say hi to Joselyn Airam everyone."No one did as told. Instead, everyone stared at the new girl. She had long brown hairs and light brown eyes. Her skin was the colour of milk and there was apparent blush in her cheeks. Such natural beauty was rare at our school. I and Kate watched her intently too. The lollipop slipped from Kate's mouth and landed on the table with a small thud.Realizing that she has been gaping at the new kid, she blushed in shame and hid behind her book. I stifled a laugh. The new kid stood at the front awkwardly as no one made a move to urge her to sit. At last, Mrs Conner's, our English teacher asked her to sit. There was no empty seat, except for one. The one seat that was always empty. The seat beside Lara.No one liked sitting beside her. She barely spoke and they thought her to have some disease or something. So everyone kept their distance.
24th July 2027 A few days later: The last few days have been really hectic. I couldn’t pull myself together, the powerful lawyer I am. So I did the one thing I thought right. I took a break. I told Trust and co. I might be absent for a while, at least a week. They agreed without any delay. It’s not been a whole week yet, but I still feel like I have to go back to work. I can’t let the past haunt me forever, even if I was one of the cause of her death. I have to move on, just like everyone else. Even Ben decided to move on, for Jos’s sake. Ben moved on a little differently. He still visits Jos’s grave every day, telling here all about his daily chores that his done. Today he cut tomatoes for the first time, how they shaped, etc. How I happened to know all this? Simple. Every time I went to visit Jos, n
The words hit me straight in the face like thick ice. I want to move, but honestly, I can’t find my muscles nor can I find room to breathe. This whole place is impure. What do they mean? The word keeps repeating itself in my head. Murdered…Murdered. My friend was murdered. I see the inspector waiting for a reaction from me, but what does he think? I just received the news that my friend was murdered in cold blood, what reaction does he expect me to have? Does he expect me to scream and wail and cry like Jos mother is doing right now? Of course I can’t. I’m here as a lawyer, not as a relative. Then what should I do? Should I silently walk out of here? Then again, won’t that make me look suspicious? So I do the only thing I find possibly normal. I stay quiet and look down at my feet. I don’t blink in fear I might lose control of the bitter reality in front of me, no matter how much I wish to. The inspector, seeing tha
What the hell? The first thought that runs through my head is robbery, or something more dangerous. But then I hear the voice of laughter erupting from inside, and they are all too familiar. Surely, it isn’t any evil laugh coming from a robber or something. And why would he laugh? It’s not like he’s holding someone hostage or something. And for the record, there is NO ONE in my apartment to hold hostage anyway. And the voices are all too familiar for a robber. But the main question is, what in the name of the seven seas are they doing here? Right in my apartment? I type the code and swing the door open. Inside, I’m greeted by the sight of literally a dozen or so people roaming around. One by one, I recognise them. Ben. Charlie. Joseph. Joy. Lucy. Their friends. Ryan. Paul. Rob. Their friends. The rest of the cheer leading team including the soccer team. Lara. And of course, Kate. Well that explains the entry to my apartment tha
6th February 2016 “Alright guys. So here’s what we should do. I prepared our speeches days ago. Have you practised?” I asked Kate and Jos. They both nodded. “Good. Then it mustn’t be difficult. If we don’t stammer and deliver our speech without any faults, we can earn points. We need to win. Is that clear?” Once again they both nodded. I while later, I nodded too. I didn’t know why I wanted to win so badly, even when I knew that winning is not important as long as one participates. Maybe because I was the best debater in my school and I wanted to show it off, or maybe just that it was my first debate competition and I wanted to have a win record. I was completely sure I would win, a strong debater like me, of course no one could defeat. At least not in my school. But I just went to over board and thought that even the neighbouring schools won’t be able to defeat me. I was such a fool. Kate and Jos where we
We let go of each other’s hands as quickly as we had grasped it earlier. Great. Just how great. After all we did, we lose like this, not even winning the debater of the day award. Were we that bad? Did we do it that worse? I don’t think so. That’s not how I saw it. Then why? I could feel the tears that where forming, stinging my eyes. I blinked twice, trying to pull it in. but no matter how hard I tired, I kept recalling all that had happened in just the last few minutes and that made me angrier and upset even more. To avoid embarrassment, I quickly stood up from my place, turning everyone’s attention towards me. I knew it was imprudent of me, trying to break rules in another school. But I couldn’t help it, not when I had so much anger bubbling inside me. My eyes where already blurry from the tears, so I walked out with my head bowed down, the other two following me. Through the blurriness, I saw a hand stretch out to me for a hand sha
5th August 2027, Unexpected incidents happen to everyone. Things you never expect eventually find you and make you expect them. But that doesn’t mean they will remain forever. They come, yes, trigger a lot of things in you, and then finally, they leave with a scar. But one way or another, they leave. Because they can’t stay forever. Nothing can. There only job is to leave an impact on the host. Once done, the rest is up to us, how we decide to live with it. The case is same here. Joslyn’s death left a huge scar on all of our lives, but in time, most people have moved on. Why shouldn’t they? There are people dying every single day, why should one death of a millionaire mean so much to them? If there’s anyone who is still effected by her death, then it’s us. I, Kate and Ben. Not to forget her family. But people like Cara and others, it’s not a big deal to them. Joslyn’s death is one of the many deaths in there list tha
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29th September 2027,The first rays of winter are finally beginning to show their colors, with the breeze being slightly colder than the usual warm ones and a familiar fog settling down every morning.It isn't winter yet, but I can already feel the chill in my bones, or is it because today is the day?The doorbell rings, indicating that I have a visitor. Without checking who it is, I swiftly move to open the door and let the guest in, for I have already been expecting them."Are you ready?" Ben asks first and foremost, letting himself in while I dump the dishes in the sink that I had ruined during breakfast. "Y-yeah, just give me a minute."Then I went on to make my bed, stuff my used clothes in the laundry basket, clear the garbage in the kitchen and-"You are stalling, you know that right?" Ben's voice pulls me out of my trance, stopping me midway with the broom and dustpan in my hands.I stare at him wit
I lean back in the chair while assessing Lara's reaction, who, as a matter of fact, begins trembling in her seat, hands into tight fists and eyes bulging."So...you are telling me, that you did all this, with a child's code language?" Lara all but whispers, to which I shake my head in an unsure manner. "You can say it like that as well."I would have flinched if I didn't expect it, but I saw it coming sooner than it happened. Lara slamming her hands against the hard wooden table and rattling everything on it, which are her handcuffs.She glares at me with all the venom, while I stare back at her, an amused expression on my face. "You are lying. You are a liar. You-""It's unbelievable isn't it? Even I didn't know I could be this dumb and not think about something as easy as writing notes. But of course, my case was different. I needed someone to come see me to write a note, but you Lara, you were a real damn fool." I laugh at the last part, shaking my hea
12th September 2027, Three days ago:I stayed rooted to my spot, unable to bring myself to move a muscle as the whole news sunk in. Lara had murdered Joslyn, and not just that, but she had also been to my house, left this creepy note and the clothes here, in the room Kate stayed in.Slowly but surely, I sunk to the bed behind me, dropping the clothes and staring at my hands while the silence around me thickened, and yet everything around me felt too loud. The distant honking of cars, the sound of leaking water from a tap, and my own breathing. Everything sounded just…too much.The words from the note circled in my head, giving me a nauseous feeling and the urge to throw up.Miss me? What kind of note is that? And why to me? The silence grew thicker, and so did my breathing, which was turning haggard. I didn’t know why, but I felt the hairs behind my neck stand on edge, goos
"Are you sure she's okay to move doctor? Isn't there still something else?" "No Katelyn, Rose is perfectly okay to walk now. We have managed to stop the bleeding and save it from getting infected, and the blood clotting has already begun. She will feel slight itching while moving, but other than that, she is fine." This is the nth time the doctor has to explain this to a stubborn Kate, who isn't letting me out of the hospital emergency. She questions the doc about each and every single thing that every time a doctor turns to answer her, I internally wince at the look of impatience behind their fake tight lipped smile. And I can't blame them. Kate is getting quite annoying now. "Kate," I call out, my voice stern as she finally looks down at me on the bed. "I'm fine, okay? Now let's leave." "But-" "Kate." "Fine, let’s go." Kate finally admits defeat, walking over to me with a sigh while the doctor she had been literally murdering
It seemed like time itself had no idea what on earth was going on, or why it didn't know whether to speed up or slow down. Everything seemed to be in a standstill, and yet in a roller coaster at the same time. I wanted to find her, but every single thought or idea seemed to freeze in my head at the same time I knew I was getting late. My whole nervous system was going into a panic mode. The only calm thing was the beating of my heart. How are you so calm at a moment like this? Our friend is kidnapped and missing and we don't have a clue as to where she could be. What's there to be calm now? And as if my heart already knew the answer, my eyes scanned the hallway once again, my sight turning blurry as another wave of tears flowed out. I was dead tired. My muscles hurt, and my bones felt weary. Exhaustion was getting the best of me and the health issue part of my brain was forcing me to retreat, to go back home and call the cops. But the
"Hello Rose.It'sme Lara.Let'scatch up on our good ole times hmm?" Lara. Lara has called. Finally. I glanced at Kate, whose face read confusion. Without replying, I begin to pull the phone from my ear in an attempt to place the call on loud speaker, but just then, Lara's voice rings out. "I wouldn't do that if I were you." Of course you wouldn't. I scoff, putting the phone back in my ears. "That is true. Because you are not me and I'm not you, Lara Ahdieur." The mention of Lara's name had Kate widening her eyes. Then she looks away, having that look in her face when she is trying to put two and two together. Soon she looks up at me again, this time alarm written all over her face. Lara laughs on the other end, while I keep a straight face although my teeth are hurting from how hard I'm gritting them. "Same old Rose, with her sassy yet cool atti