All Chapters of The Victim : Chapter 71 - Chapter 74

Levine Two years laterI stare at the picture of my dad and I. It was the picture we took on graduation day. The smile on my face then was as real as it could be.Graduation day, wasn't the best day. It was the day where we all thought we had buried my best friend, my sister. My heart still aches, it made me realize how short life really was. She could've died.She didn't, but my dad did. After Serine's birthday party, I was woken up by a phone call.***I could hear my phone ringing, it's default ring tone knocking me out of my slumber. There were pillows all over the room-- and the room I was in, was not mine. I frown, slowly sitting upright and yawn slightly. I grab my phone on chest- off- drawer and answer the call. Not even bothering to look who it was, that was calling me. My palm, rests on my forehead and I tilt my head back slightly. Fuck, I think I drank a little too much last night. "Sweetie," I hear my mom's voice, it sounds so strained. "Mom? Mom what's up?

KellyI rinsed my face off with ice cold water, finding satisfaction with the temperature of the water. The more the tears streamed down my cheek, the more I forced the cold water onto my skin.I lifted my head up and the first thing I saw was my reflection. My eyes were puffy and red, I didn't know how else I was going to explain myself to Angelo. The water was slowly drying up the more I stared at myself in the mirror. I quickly patted my face dry with the nearby towel. I grab my usual face lotion and applied it on my face."Kelly?" I heard his voice from downstairs.I take one more look at myself in the mirror, forcing a smile as I came out of my bathroom. I exit my room and spot him over the balcony. "Angelo," It had been the first time I had seen him months. The rest of my Uni years were bittersweet.And like always, I'd ruined everything.I walk down the stairs, barefeet in a white hoodie. All my blonde strands were tied up into a messy bun. I shoved my hands into the hoodie