I wanted Xavier to stay with me, but I knew that was close to impossible. He had other things to do and most importantly, he was free. He could do whatever he wanted while I had to stay within the four walls of a place that suffocated me.I was grateful Mr gruffly wasn't the one who walked me back to my room. I couldn't bear another baton being raised at me. I was already broken inside, I didn't want to break outside.I was taken back to my room. My roommates looked at me creepily, but that didn't stop me from stealthily walking back to my bed.“You got a visit and it's not even visiting day" the lady who always stared at me weirdly said. There was anger in her eyes and it freaked me out even though I tried to act like I wasn't affected.“Little Miss favorite" She muttered under her breath“I thought you can get visits anytime. It's jail not prison after all" I said and it seemed that only made her angry. Not only her but all of them.“Is that what they told you? How the fuck are you
Rachael's POV.Mr gruffy had been fired!I didn't doubt Xavier a bit when he said he was going to deal with him, but I didn't know it was going to happen so fast.I thought I was going to be transferred to another place entirely, but I was transferred to another room instead. It was a private room. At first, I enjoyed it, but after 2 days, I felt like I was losing my mind. Not being with anyone gave me more room to think, about how much of a mess I was in. Sometimes, I felt the need to scream out in pain and anger to take my anger on the universe due to how it landed me in this mess.“Anderson" I heard a voice. I hadn't even realized when the door to the room was opened. I stayed in my bed as I turned my head to look at the officer.It was time.“It's time," he said and I gulped. What if Xavier's plan didn't work out?******Silvia's POV.“Aren't we going to tell Mark at least?" Gary asked. I could already see the fear in his eyes as he panicked.“No Gary, we are not. Mark is with Xav
THE COLLIN BROTHERS; Two most prominent business entrepreneurs in the entirety of Chicago. Xavier Collin and Hardy Collin; twins, but not identical.Xavier Collin, a brunette-haired man, endowed with the rarest fierce eyes, tall with a very antagonistic character. Also the owner of Fredo's inc. A fashion company. Hardy Collin on the other hand was way distinct from Xavier. With the way they acted publicly, it was easy to pinpoint that Hardy was the cheerful one, also more indulgent to work with. He owned an automobile company; RNV.They both were embedded with the looks and money any woman would die for.Rachael Anderson was one of the privileged women to spend a night with one of them and it was Hardy. She gaped into his green eyes. Craving, not affection could be seen in them, but she didn't care. All she yearned to do was envelope herself in the heat of the moment, steered by the liquor that the both of them had.Hardy slid his hand underneath her waist, heaving her closer to himse
She remembered vividly that she slept on Hardy, but now he was over her, covered in blood!Rachael with widened eyes tried to recall what exactly happened. The knife in her hand fell off when she lifted it. A gasp escaped from her lips. Did she do this? The question lingered but wasn't sure of the answer. Her heartbeat increased rapidly as she tipped him over with all her might.After gathering enough courage, she accessed him. He was covered in blood with two stab wounds on his chest. His olive skin had turned pale and his lips slightly parted. With shaky hands, Rachael shook him but didn't get a response. A whimper of fear escaped from her mouth as she placed her index finger underneath his nose to confirm if he was dead. He wasn't breathing!This was hard to believe. Why couldn't she remember anything? She didn't recall killing him, but the murder weapon was in her hands. Her eyes darted around the hotel room. It looked the same. The sun crept through the tiny creek of the curtain,
After multiple head twirls with not a solid object to rest it on, Rachael woke up. Her eyes were squeezed shut instantly and that was a result of the sting she felt in her head. Wait where was she? She sat up from the chair, trying to get up, but she couldn't. Her hands were bound tightly to it. She fought with the handcuffs as the memories of what happened flooded.Rachael had just gotten down from her car to grab her things from her house. The moment she held the doorknob to get in, someone attacked from behind. Her nose was about to be covered with a napkin, but she didn't let that happen. The struggle was intense especially when there were two guys. They found it hard to get a hold of her and that was as a result of the adrenaline her body released at that time, resulting in her surprising strength. One of them successfully hit her with an iron rod and she passed out, not feeling an atom of pain.Now she felt it and it was excruciating. She twisted her knuckles in every possible d
Chicago Police DepartmentUSA 8:00 AMThe quiet environment of the police station was being distorted by detective Silvia and DCI (detector chief inspector) Mark. Silvia already had her pale face red in anger, trying her best to get her message across, but the mark wasn't giving her the attention she needed. "Her DNA was found on the bedsheets Silvia. What more do you want?" Mark said without turning to look at her already frustrated self. "They both had sex and she ran off the next morning with the murder weapon. That's the story" "I know that, but you know her DNA wasn't the only one found on Hardy""Then who's is it?"" We don't know yet, but the CLA (Crime Laboratory Analyst) said it wasn't only her DNA. The other person was just smart. In fact too smart. Only an experienced killer can be as swift as that""And what if they were accomplices?" Mark stood hands akimbo. He finally stopped walking and Silvia was grateful for that because she had been practically chasing him around
Silvia stormed into her office, tossing her bag on the table as she settled down on the chair. One aspect she sure loathed was being impeded from executing something she had the aptitude for.Gary stepped in shortly as if he followed her. His bad left legs prompted him to leap gradually to her table after shutting the door. "I didn't expect you to exhibit such drastic animosity after meeting up with the all-mighty Xavier""He is an asshole" Silvia spat angrily. "He didn't even want to hear what I had to say. Get out" she mimicked "Oh God it was so humiliating" she rested her head on her palm."Well, you can't blame him. He is languishing over his brother""Well he should see that I was only trying to help""you see the Collin family hates that word""Help?""Yes," he snapped his finger, motioning she was on point. He took a seat on the chair opposite hers and continued. "Last two years, Xavier's father, Louie Collin was shot dead. The impact landed his mother, Angela Collin in a coma.
Anger, grief, guilt, and emptiness all welled up inside him as he took an enormous gulp from the tequila bottle in front of him. There he was, perched in his room, curtains down, closing off every bit of light that could come through. He wanted to wallow in the gloom, sink himself in the immersing subtle anguish. Tears gathered in his eyes, but he blinked them back. That was something he never did_ cry_ but this time it was different. The tough walls he built around his heart weren't as strong anymore."Hardy I'm sorry" he whispered, but that wasn't enough. It also didn't abduct the guilt.All the emotions recapitulated into outrage as he snatched the bottle of wine and hurled it angrily at the wall."argggghhhhh" he cried out with the impulse of grabbing a piece of glass and plunging it into the flesh of his wrist."Boss" the door banged from outside. It was Peter. Xavier wanted to tell him to leave, but his mouth seemed too heavy to be parted by words. He just stared at the door numb
Rachael's POV.Mr gruffy had been fired!I didn't doubt Xavier a bit when he said he was going to deal with him, but I didn't know it was going to happen so fast.I thought I was going to be transferred to another place entirely, but I was transferred to another room instead. It was a private room. At first, I enjoyed it, but after 2 days, I felt like I was losing my mind. Not being with anyone gave me more room to think, about how much of a mess I was in. Sometimes, I felt the need to scream out in pain and anger to take my anger on the universe due to how it landed me in this mess.“Anderson" I heard a voice. I hadn't even realized when the door to the room was opened. I stayed in my bed as I turned my head to look at the officer.It was time.“It's time," he said and I gulped. What if Xavier's plan didn't work out?******Silvia's POV.“Aren't we going to tell Mark at least?" Gary asked. I could already see the fear in his eyes as he panicked.“No Gary, we are not. Mark is with Xav
I wanted Xavier to stay with me, but I knew that was close to impossible. He had other things to do and most importantly, he was free. He could do whatever he wanted while I had to stay within the four walls of a place that suffocated me.I was grateful Mr gruffly wasn't the one who walked me back to my room. I couldn't bear another baton being raised at me. I was already broken inside, I didn't want to break outside.I was taken back to my room. My roommates looked at me creepily, but that didn't stop me from stealthily walking back to my bed.“You got a visit and it's not even visiting day" the lady who always stared at me weirdly said. There was anger in her eyes and it freaked me out even though I tried to act like I wasn't affected.“Little Miss favorite" She muttered under her breath“I thought you can get visits anytime. It's jail not prison after all" I said and it seemed that only made her angry. Not only her but all of them.“Is that what they told you? How the fuck are you
I wanted Xavier to stay with me, but I knew that was close to impossible. He had other things to do and most importantly, he was free. He could do whatever he wanted while I had to stay within the four walls of a place that suffocated me.I was grateful Mr gruffly wasn't the one who walked me back to my room. I couldn't bear another baton being raised at me. I was already broken inside, I didn't want to break outside.I was taken back to my room. My roommates looked at me creepily, but that didn't stop me from stealthily walking back to my bed.“You got a visit and it's not even visiting day" the lady who always stared at me weirdly said. There was anger in her eyes and it freaked me out even though I tried to act like I wasn't affected.“Little Miss favorite" She muttered under her breath“I thought you can get visits anytime. It's jail not prison after all" I said and it seemed that only made her angry. Not only her but all of them.“Is that what they told you? How the fuck are you
Rachael's POV When I saw the tiny bit of sun creep in through the tiny window, I heaved a sigh of relief. I wasn't myself through the night. I couldn't sleep a wink because I kept getting the image of myself being smothered in my sleep. I wasn't being paranoid, it could likely happen in prison. One of the women was awake too, staring at me at intervals, probably waiting for me to sleep. She had a book in front of her, but I was certain she wasn't reading it because she had been on the same page for hours.“Good morning Anderson," the same lady said from her bed and I froze. I didn't want to give her a response. If I didn't, maybe she would get the cue that I wasn't interested in mingling with her and would leave me alone.I tossed to the other side of the bed and I heard her say. “Rude" I scoffed but didn't give her a response. It was ruder to stare at someone like a freak all night.The door to the prison cell opened, but I still didn't turn around. I wasn't being rude, so I wouldn
Rachael POV I stood by the door not sure of what to do as I listened to what they all said. My mouth seemed too heavy to produce words. When they were done saying everything they wanted to say, I parted my lips to speak “Where can I sleep please?" My voice was very distorted. That was a result of how scared I was. Plus there was this girl who didn't say a word like the rest of the inmates. She just kept staring at me as if she knew me from somewhere.The chubby lady chuckled when I asked that question."Don't be such an uptight girl. This is a prison, you can do whatever you want and I didn't expect our blood queen to be so timid”I glared at her. “I am not your blood queen," I said under my breath.“Ohhhhh someone is getting angry," the lady who sat on the floor said."How the fuck were you even able to murder a guy like Hardy? He is so powerful” I almost cried when one of them asked me that.I wanted to scream 'I didn't kill him' but I knew they were all going to laugh and probably
A/N Hello guys, from now on, I will be writing in first person POV. That's what I'm comfortable with. I hope you guys would understand. Also thanks for staying this long in the story. I promise, it will get way better a long the way. Rachael's POV.Since Xavier said I couldn't stay at my house anymore, I had been staying at his house, visiting him at the hospital once in a while. The court date was drawing closer and each time I thought about it, cold shivers went down my spine. I just wanted that date to remain stagnant and not come any closer.I unwrapped my hair from the messy bun it had been and let it cascade down my shoulders. I was going to visit Xavier that day. He was doing much better and the doctor said he was going to discharged anytime soon. As I brushed my hair, there was a knock on the door.“Yes come in" I mumbled and the door was opened. It was one of Xavier's guards, Billy.“Is there a problem?" I asked as I continued brushing my hair.“Ma'am the police are here"M
Rachael cried her eyes out when her mother was confirmed dead. She saw her whole world shatter before her eyes. She didn't want to believe it, but it was the heartbreaking reality that she had to accept sooner or later.Andrew didn't try to console her. He let her cry her eyes out while they waited for the doctor to get back with the cause of her death. He felt It would be better if he let her cry her pain away. But there was something he didn't know and that was the fact that the pain couldn't just go away. It was a pain that could most likely linger for the rest of her life.The doctor came out shortly and Andrew was the first to get up in anticipation. Rachael on the other hand was too broken to pay attention to anything."Miss Davies" he called out to Rachael who finally looked at the doctor. Then she stood up."How did she die doctor?" Her voice was hoarse from too much cryingThe doctor let out a sharp exhale. "It was kind of strange, but I found red markings around her neck whi
Something flashed in his eyes immediately after Rachael said those words, but it was too quick to be deciphered."What do you think Mr. Smith?" she asked, pushing further but he only shrugged."How would I know? I am just a lawyer" he said, but Rachael knew there was more to this and he knew exactly what."Did you know Hardy Collin very well?""Yes, I did. I was the family lawyer. That means I was his lawyer too""What was he like?"Rachael leaned closer from her seat as her eyes peered into his in anticipation."Cheerful, Uhm." When he looked into Rachael's curious eyes, he realized there was no need to lie anymore. "Cold, heartless" he blurted out the truth.Rachael wasn't surprised a bit. She remembered how he was that night. At the club, he was loving and caring, but in the hotel room, the true beast in him came out."Who do you think is the most likely to kill him?"He hesitated. Then parted his lips to speak, but closed them back. From his eyes, it was certain he had a lot to say
Her eyes widened in shock. Her lips parted to scream, but only a whisper was heard. This wasn't happening. She stared at the blood in revulsion. It trickled like water from his head. He had shot himself under the jaw. But why did he do it and why in her house?She looked upstairs. Gladly, her mother hadn't come out of her room. She was still asleep. The sight wasn't something too pleasant for her mother to watch.Her cell phone was smashed by him so she had to go to the telephone by the door to call 911."Hello," Her voice came out differently. It was due to the strong fear she felt. Her mouth felt patched, her throat hurt, and her body trembled."Yes, who is this and where are you calling from?""Rachael Davies. Heddie's street. 104 apartment" she made sure she said the name of her apartment before anything else. In case another freak barged in and did something even crazier. "Why did you call Miss Rachael?""A freak broke into my house." She whimpered. She hadn't even realized she h