Rachael held Xavier's hands as she cried. He wasn't moving, just lying on the hospital bed, pale white. Rachael's eyes were already red and puffy. She had no intention to stop crying because her paranoid brain kept bringing up different scenarios of him ending up dead.The door opened and Rachael's sister walked in. Bella's eyes were red too, but she tried to act tough, fighting the urge not to cry."Can you leave the two of us together?" As she said those words, her eyes never left her brother. Rachael was stunned. There was no way his sister didn't know her as Hardy's murderer. Yet she didn't look at her with disdain or anger. Probably she was too concerned for Xavier to pay attention to the murder suspect by his side. Rachael, after standing up from where she had crouched, walked quietly to the door When Bella was left all alone with Xavier, she began to sob. "Fine you win" she admitted. "You broke me" "I was so devastated when I heard what happened. I could breathe. There was
"Have a look at this" Silvia placed her laptop in front of Gary. "What do you see?"It was the CCTV footage of the night Hardy was killed. It had been kept safely in the evidence roomGary sighed. Silvia was on the case he didn't want to have anything to do with and she always had a way of dragging him along. He knew Xavier, he knew the Collin family and they weren't friendly. Even though Xavier had been the most active one, he was even more dangerous than all of combined. "Nothing" "Exactly nothing. The girl isn't there anymore""How is that possible?""I think the CCTV footage got swapped""But it was kept safely in the evidence room. No one can tamper with evidence" "No one, but the DCI" "Mark?" "Who else will have access to that room?""Silvia I don't know, but you are making big allegations. He is our DCI""I fucking know and I think I know why he did this" she leaned closer to Gary."You do?""Remember when I told you I went to have a word with Xavier?" She asked and he nod
Emily took the cigarette from Richard's lips and placed it on hers. She was seated right on his lap."Why do you want Xavier to go down so bad? You know he didn't kill his brother"Richard took some time before he eventually spoke. He cupped her chin with his palm "He is my ultimate problem and if I can get him behind bars. That confraternity would be destroyed""But why do you want it gone so bad?" she whispered with her face just an inch far away from him."Because it belongs to Xavier" he took the cigarette from her lips and placed it on his. "I want everything that belongs to him gone." Richard didn't care about anything else. All he wanted was for the murderer of his fiance dead."Do you think the police will be able to put him behind bars?""Of course, they would""What will you do when all this is behind us?" "I will '' he caressed her bottom lip. "Know what to do with you"Emily smiled. She believed what he meant was to get married to her, but little did she know that Richard
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
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
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
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 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
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