All Chapters of Behind the scenes: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

His statement ticked a nerve, she was mine... or not, I console myself with the fact that they have known each other for several years now, and finding her was more important than anything at the moment, including the useless jealousy that had been pricking the back of my mind for years now. “How did you two meet?” he asked me while sticking his head out of the window, reminding me of the kid I once knew.“Depends on who you ask.” I mutter to myself as I drive, heading to my house, where Clay had asked to meet via text.“I am asking you.” he says pointedly, pulling his head for a second just to do so.“At a bar, on her birthday.”He nods and hums a response, pulling his head back into the car, I feel his stare on me for a long time before I ask, “What?”“Conversations work when you ask me, how we met as well.” He gestures with his hand around us, as if being stuck in a car with him was enough to forget his crimes.When I don’t respond fast enough, he lets out a sigh and sinks into

The silence that follows his words pressed around us, his hand still outstretched, my eyes cannot look away from his. I watch as his confident smile turn into a nervous chuckle, his hand drops and he follows my lead, kicking back the entire content of his glass into his throat. “This is the first time I ever said that out loud, and it was harder than you think.” he says, reaching for the bottle, he refills our glasses, I keep my eye on him, my head trying to make sense of what he said. “You think you can say something? The wide eyed staring is starting to make me regret my decision.” he says with another nervous chuckle.“I am sorry, I was surprised..” I say quickly, surprised was a mild way of putting it, I was shocked, for a second he started to sound like it was me he liked.He let out an exaggerated exhale, “You weren’t as shocked to find out as my father, I reckon Abed would be the most shocked if he hears about it.”My mind was still whirring with the information, it didn’t ma

“My first argument when I realized my feelings for my brother went beyond family love, was, Abed was the first person I knew and relied on, and maybe I was feeling thankful and misinterpreting my own feelings. I think that it is the same with you, he helped you when you had no place to go, and when the world turned against you. I mean you never properly dated anyone back in school, and you definitely didn’t as an actress, all those pent up feelings had to go somewhere.” My stomach felt like it was being carved out, he was right, but I didn’t agree with him, Abed was the first man I felt this strongly for, my entire body reacted to him, and that included my heart. He had no right to interpret my feelings for me. “We are here for you though, everyone here will be like you, here is no place to find someone for me..” I gesture around us, the noise from beyond the gates tells us we were missing out on so much fun. “Well, thankfully, people like me, have brought people like you, people h

When the bottle arrived, it came in a small, brown cardboard box, no name of the sender, I stared at the almost empty bottle of wine,“Who the fuck sends a half drunk bottle of wine, straight to your house? Going as far as using express delivery?” Clay questioned, staying up all night manually combing through maps on the triangulated area was starting to get to him. “Maybe it was delivered as a joke or an accident?” Joanne says sipping her third cup of coffee. She seemed to have calmed down, she gave me hell when she heard the entire thing, she had even promised to kill me if we don’t find her.“How do you accidentally package a bottle? It was packed with care so it doesn’t break. What kind of idiot uses this as a joke?” Clay was very irritable at the moment, very soon he was going to start stinging people. “My brother’s kind.” I say immediately I figured it out, I rush to the box it came in, the address was the same place he had asked me to drop him off.“That sonofabitch.” I cuss

All I see is red, even he is surprised when my fist rams into his face, over and over again, I can hear myself screaming, but I can’t tell what the words are, my fist returns to his face just as his eyes shut. I feel someone pull me off of him, I try to shrug them off, but they hold on to me tight. “Abed! Stop!” Clay screams, his voice managing to pierce through the fog around my head, my body goes slack and I collapse against the trimmed lawn, my head bowed as I look at my hands in front of me, they trembled slightly. This was the first time in years I lost control like this, this part of me that I hated, the part of me that I desperately tried to shut away. My father was right, I was like him. “He said I would never see her again, what does that mean Clay? Did he kill her?” I ask without looking up, I could feel pity and disappointment rolled in one just pouring out of him.Clay sighed,“We could have found out before you... before he became unconscious.”He was badly hurt? I hurt