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Unforgotten – Chapter 1

If you haven’t read Unclear, I recommended┬áthat you do because this is the sequel to it! Here is the link for the list of chapters for Unclear:

https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/07/21/unclear-list-of-chapters/

Don’t know what this book is about? Here is the link for the intro for Unforgotten:

https://katiesblog96971617.com/2019/01/07/unforgotten-sequel-to-unclear-intro-backstory/

~Chapter 1~

Athena’s P.O.V
First day of school, I’ll be a Junior, this year. Same as my brother. I groaned when the sunlight hit my face. I looked over at my alarm clock and saw that it had just started to go off. I wasn’t ready for this first day, I missed my dad.
My dad left awhile ago, for a business trip I think, but he hasn’t answered my phone calls or have told mom when he was going to come home. Usually, when its the first day, my dad would walk into my room and wake me up, as he was excited to get us kids out to school.
He would then make an awesome breakfast and drive us to school, wishing us to have a great day, but this was the first time he has missed a day like this. I got up and opened my closet, picking out an outfit out of the new school clothes that my mom and I got a few weeks before.
I decided that one of my WWE Lita shirts would do with some shorts, since I had a feeling it was going to be hot out. My phone started buzzing, as I looked over, it was a text from Ricky, my best friend.
You need a ride? he texted.
I ignored it, he and I have known each other since we were babies, but since he has started going to college, we haven’t talked much since. I wondered why he would just message me out of the blue like this?
Someone knocked on my door as I tossed my phone on my bed and grabbed my backpack. “I’m coming!” I said, as I looked and saw my brother come in.
“Ricky’s giving us a ride. Why didn’t you message him back?” Logan asked as I zipped up my bag and threw it over my shoulders.
“I wanted to walk.” I lied. I really didn’t want to talk to Ricky. I looked over and saw my phone go off. I looked at my caller ID. It was my dad. I quickly grabbed the phone and answered.
“D-Daddy??” I asked, I had a tear escape from my eyes.
“Yes, how’s my baby girl?” He asked. My heart was overjoyed. Logan’s eyes got wide as I put the call on speaker.
“We miss you, daddy. Logan’s here too.” I spoke, wiping a tear or two away from my face.
“Hey dad.” Logan said.
“I miss you both so much. I wanted to call and wish you a great first day. I’m sorry if I can’t make it.” He explained. Logan looked at me, I bet he could see the smile on my face, just hearing my dad’s voice. “I’ll be home as soon as I can. Something happened with my trip and it might be awhile longer.”
“How long? You okay, daddy?” I panicky asked.
“I’m not sure, sweetie. I’ve been feeling under the weather and I can’t travel until I’m better. I’ve got to go, but I love you too so much.” My dad hung up the phone as I finished wiping my tears. Logan pulled me in to hug me.
A car horn honked from outside. Logan pulled away and left. “I’ll be right out, just have to grab my stuff.” Logan said. I walked out to the front of my house, where Ricky’s car was parked. I got in the back seat as Ricky turned his head and gave me a smile.
He looked different, he cut his long blond hair and doesn’t look like he has shaved his face in awhile. “How are you, Athena?” He asked, but I looked towards my house, hoping that my brother would come out sooner.
“Fine.” I said, just to shut him up. Finally my brother got out of the house. Logan opened the passage’s door and got in.
“Hey Ricky, thanks again for giving us a ride.” Logan said as I rolled my eyes. “My mom said that if you need gas money, we can give you some.”
“Naw, don’t worry about it.” Ricky said, driving away from our house. “Actually, wanted to know if you guys wanted to come over Saturday to a party?”
“Hell, yeah we would!” Logan excitedly said.
“I’ll pass.” I snapped, crossing my arms as I noticed Ricky had glance at me through the mirror.
“Come on, you don’t have to drink, it will be fun.” Logan tried to convince me.
“No, I-I have a date.” I lied. Why the hell did I just say that.
“You don’t date.” Ricky said as he turned into our high school. “You are coming, I’ll bring you home whenever you want to go.” He stopped the car.
“Thanks, but no thanks.” I got out of the car and quickly slammed the car door, walking as fast as I can into the school.
“Athena, wait up!” I heard Logan shout as I saw him pacing himself for running after me. “What was that all about?”
“I don’t want to talk about it.” I snapped and Logan dropped the subject. Logan and I walked to our homeroom, we had the same homeroom since coming to high school. We both sat in the back of the class as Ms. Eddy counted to see who was here.
I decided to putt out a mini project I was working on. I started to crochet a bookmark as Logan played on his phone. Ms. Eddy passed out our schedules and smiled when she saw me. “Working on a new project already, Athena?” She was the one to get me into crocheting, since it was a way to stay stress free.
“Yeah, I’ve been trying some different one’s in the book you gave me.” I returned the smile and pulled out the finished product of what I was working on.
“Beautiful, I love it.” She dropped the schedule on my desk. “Here you go, I’ll be seeing you at 8th period.” The bell rang and everyone in homeroom, grabbed their stuff and left. My brother took my schedule and peaked at it.
“We have English, Algebra 2, and History together.” He handed my schedule back. “Come on, sis.”
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Logan’s P.O.V.
“Why can’t I go?” I argued with my mother. “Just because Athena doesn’t want to go, I can’t go? This is bullshit!”
“Logan! Watch your language!” my mother sighed. “I feel safer if you both went together. I know you think you can take care of yourself, but I don’t trust Ricky enough to keep an eye on you.”
I through my arms in my hair. It was totally crap that she didn’t want to let me go by myself. “Fine, what if I get Athena to go?” I asked.
“Then you can go, just make sure you are back before 11.” She then went back to looking at the computer. Her office phone rang. “Let me know what the plan is.” She answered the phone and I walked out of her office and headed down to Athena’s room.
I walked right in, Athena was on sitting on her bed crocheting, like she normally does. “Thanks for knocking.”
“I’m sorry, but can you please come to the party with me, tonight? Mom won’t let me go by myself.” I spoke, checking my phone as Ricky had just texted me that he was on his way. “Pretty please, Athena?”
“I already said no.” She snapped as she kept crocheting.
“I’ll tell mom about your habit.”
She looked at me in confusion. “What?”
“You heard me, I’ll tell mom you’ve been smoking pot.” Her eyes widen, she stopped what she was doing.
“How do you know about-” I stopped her from finishing her sentence. “I’m not the only one who uses the treehouse for that.” I replied with a grin on my face.
I remember the first time I caught her, she didn’t see me, but I’ve been low on pot and come to find out that she’s been up there smoking it. I never thought that my sister would do anything like that.
She rolled her eyes and placed her crochet stuff on her night stand. “Fine, but I’m not staying long.” I grabbed her sweater that was hanging and threw it to her.
“You might want to change, its’ getting chilly out.” I said before leaving her room. I popped my head back in. “Forgot to tell you that Ricky is bringing us. He’ll be here in 2 minutes.” Athena crossed her arms and gave me a dirty look.
I slowly walked into my mom’s office, she looked tired, but when she saw me she gave me a small smile. “So, is she going?” My mom asked.
“Yeah, she changed her mind. It’s still okay if we go, right?” I asked.
“As long as you are home before 11. Make sure that you both have your phones and you let me know when you arrive and when you are on your way.” She said, sitting back down in her chair before answering another call that was coming in.
I heard Ricky honk, and Athena was already waiting for me outside. She had a dress on, which was shocking because she normally doesn’t wear dresses or makeup, for that matter. I ignored and we started to walk over to Ricky’s car and he drove us off to the party.
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Ricky’s P.O.V.
My party was going pretty hard. I had a lot of girls come up to me, but the one I was interested in, was ignoring me. She looked hot, especially for a girl who never liked to dress up. I poured two shots and walked over with them to her.
She crossed her arms and looked away, when I sat down next to her. “Seriously, Athena, please just talk to me.”
“Why should I talk to you?” She snapped at me. I handed her a shot, but she still didn’t look at me.
“Tell me what I did wrong! Please, I’m begging you. I want to fix this.” She rolled her eyes and got up and walked away. I seriously couldn’t remember what I did. I got up and followed her outside.
“Athena, stop running from me!” I yelled, grabbing her wrist as she pulled away and looked into my eyes.
“I told you that I loved you and you said nothing! Just ignored me and said you were busy with college!” She screamed. She told me before I left for college and I didn’t know what to say to her. I loved her too, but her mother warned me to stay away. I didn’t have the heart to tell her.
“I’m sorry that I didn’t explain why I didn’t say anything. It’s more complicated than that.” I said pausing. “I’m never going to be good enough for you. I figured ignoring your feelings would make it easier for you to forget.”
Athena started to cry a little more. “Ricky, it’s not that simple.” She spoke softy, I tried to hug her, but she put her hand out in front of me. “Can we please find Logan so we can leave?”
I nodded as I went back inside to get Logan.
I felt so stupid. Why couldn’t I just tell her? I wanted to be the only one for her, but I don’t want to ruin our friendship, which was already on the rocks. Maybe I just needed to find someone for me, so that I can help her move on.
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Logan’s P.O.V
Ricky came to get me and it was all silent in the car ride home. I figured I would leave it alone, unless something bad happened.
I thank Ricky for the ride home and Athena never turned back to look at Ricky. I didn’t understand why she was acting like this. Maybe it’s because dad has been gone for so long? I followed her into her room. “Is everything okay?” I asked as she turned and nodded. I didn’t believe it for a second.
“Seriously, what is wrong?” I snapped, crossing my arms. Athena sat down on her bed. Taking off her shoes and jacket.
“Don’t worry about it, its nothing.” She snapped. I rolled my eyes, this is what she would normally do.
“Put your shoes back on, let’s go to the treehouse.” I said as she looked surprised. She got her shoes back on and followed me to the backyard, where stood the tree that held the tree house we all build together.
For years, Athena and I would come up here to talk or to read, but it has been transformed into a mini smoke place for me and sometimes Athena. Our mom has no idea that’s what we do up here, but my dad knows and says as long as I don’t get caught, he’s okay with it.
I climbed up the treehouse first and then helped Athena get inside. She sat on the right side of the treehouse, that’s where she would normally sit. I grabbed a little bit of pot and started to grind it up for a joint.
“Seriously, what’s wrong? And don’t lie to me. I’ll find out one way or another.” I said, looking up at her for a second. A faint smile appeared on her face.
“You sounded like dad.” She said as I returned the smile. “I miss him, Logan.” I nodded in agreement. Don’t get me wrong, we love our parents, but we love it when all of us are here together. Mom has been busy stressed out on trying to pay the bills, that she hasn’t had the time to spend it with us.
It doesn’t bother me, but Athena doesn’t really have friends expect Ricky and I. Although, Ricky and Athena seemed to not be talking as much as they used to. I decided I was going to break the awkward silence. “Is there something going on between you and Ricky?” I asked, finishing up the small joint I rolled.
Athena sighed as I put the joint in my mouth and lit it. “I-I-I told him how I felt and he didn’t say anything about it.” She softly said, as I passed the joint to her. I knew she had feeling for him, but I figured she would be too shy to say anything to him. I did know that when our mom found out, she told Ricky to stay away, Athena doesn’t know, but my mom doesn’t want history to repeat itself.
“Look, I’m just gonna come out and tell you this because I love you and I am your twin.” I took a deep breathe. “Mom told him to stay away from you, before he left college. She didn’t want your heart to be broken.”
Angry flushed her face. He handed the joint back to me, she wanted to pace back and forth, but there was no room to do so. “I can’t believe she did that! I’m tired of her treating me like a little flower!” I started to laugh, when she said flower, but it’s the truth. “It’s not funny!”
“Okay, I’m sorry, but I didn’t think you were going to say flower.” Athena finally started to relax. “Listen, here’s what I think about all this. Yes, your in love with him, but you have never been in love with anyone else. I think you need to put your feelings on the back burner, which I know will be hard to do, but I think that you’ll find someone else and forget about him.”

Chapter 2:

https://katiesblog96971617.com/2019/01/21/unforgotten-chapter-2/

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The Black Widow’s Partner In Crime (Friday’s Short Stories)

*Just letting all of you know that I really don’t know where this idea came from. I started the beginning of this story when I was tipsy (thanks to the bud lite strawberrita’s I had the night before), and I ended up finishing this story the next morning. I’m sorry if this is a weird story, but hey, a weird story is an interesting story.*

By: Katie Night

Andrea sat at the bar, with a drink in hand. She had been siting at the bar for about 20 minutes, nothing had sparked her attention. Her last husband had been gone for about a month, before she started to crave for another man’s affection.

He had a heart attack and thought that he was the one for her. She thought that she was going to spend the rest of her life with him. Making memories, having children, and growing old together.

She just wanted someone to love her for her. She looked up at the bartender, as he poured her another shot. It burned in the back of her throat, but made it so she could hold back the tears she wan’t to let loose. She checked her phone, once more, looking at her flip phone that had a picture of her and her late husband.

Another 5 minutes had passed and she was getting tired of sitting, waiting for someone to approach her. It was like they knew she had lost her husband and that they were avoiding her like the plague. She struggled her shoulders and downed the rest of her drink, when she felt someone sit down next to her.

“Can I by you a drink?” The man wearing a business suit asked, as she looked at him in shock. She turned and looked around to see if he had might off meant to talk to someone else, but it was only them sitting at the bar.

She moved her hair behind her ear and smiled. “Sure.” He then turned to the bartender and he quickly made a drink.

“So, what is a beautiful lady like you doing in a bar alone?” He asked. She took a slip, waiting him to say more, but she was speak less. She didn’t think anyone would come and approached her tonight.

“It’s better than being home alone.” She responded. He moved his grey-black hair back and placed his hand on hers. She froze, not knowing what he would do.

“You are still alone, aren’t you?” He asked once more. She wondered if he was trying to hit on her, but she couldn’t tell. Although, he noticed that him asking questions about her, bothered her, he pulled his hand away. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t be so demanding on questioning you.”

She shrugged her shoulders. She started to feel the alcohol hitting her, making her more relaxed and able to more flirty. “I was really waiting for you to ask me what my name was.” She smirked as his lips formed a small smile. “Andrea.”

She held her hand out as did he, shaking hands. “Kevin.” She felt something different about Kevin. She couldn’t tell what it was, but his aurora said something else. He had a dark soul, but with little room for love. She still wanted to know what was different about him that made him approach her?

The rest of the night, they talked. Nothing, but talked. She told him about her college days, as he told her about the late nights he was doing surgery. By the time they noticed what time it was, the bar was about to close up for the night. Kevin walked Andrea to her car and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

Andrea heart had warmed up with excitement and passion. She didn’t want to stop seeing him again. Kevin was all she could think about. The only question she had for him was why her? There were a few other ladies at the bar, but he chose her. She tossed and turned all night long, over thinking about Kevin.

 

The next night, Kevin, met up with her at her house. They could resist themselves and had to have themselves, right on her kitchen table, the one that her and Jeff had picked out after they got married.

She was lost in the moment, forgot about that table, her late husband, and everything else. The only thing she could think of was how much thrill she was having. making love to a stranger on her husband’s table. The look in Kevin’s eyes during the act of affection. It burned in her mind.

Once they were done, a small idea popped in her head. She gave Kevin a smirk, but he had no idea what she was thinking, or so she thought. Kevin picked up her clothes and threw them at her.

“Don’t even think about playing me, sweetheart.” He spoke and Andrea’s eye’s widened. How could he know what she was thinking? She threw her dress over her head, forgetting about her undergarments.

“How did you-” She tired to speak, but he interrupted her.

“I can read your thoughts and I know what you were thinking.” Kevin spoke as he slowly walked towards her. The only thing she noticed, was his eyes, even though, he was half-naked in front of her, his eyes scared her the most. “I love how your mind thinks, Andrea. I bet if we stick together, we can do exactly what you are thinking, to a couple of rich suckers.”

 

After that night, Andrea and Kevin worked hand in hand, roping in rich idiots that married Andrea, but they wouldn’t last a week in that house. Kevin grew angry whenever anyone else touched Andrea and would kill the new husband, before the end of the week.

The would make love to each other, with the money that the late husband had left for her the night before. No one noticed what was going on. Kevin would admit the late husbands in for surgery, but they would never make it.

Andrea loved to do it for the thrills. She loved the fact that another man touched her, Kevin would rip him apart. She wanted some to want her so bad, that he would kill any man that touched. her.

Once another one of her husbands had passed, she tried to wait as long as she could, but her cravings for affection always came back. She would go out to wealthy bars, sit and wait, until another sucker wanted to give her the world. She would play off sweet and simple, before getting them so drunk, she would mention to get married.

Those late husbands of Andrea, would fall so hard for her, they always said yes and then married her that same night. Once they would come home for their ‘honeymoon’, Kevin would be waiting.

Andrea and Kevin thought that this was something they would keep on doing forever until, people started to notice the pattern, they were leaving behind. The head of the police department, Steve Jones, had started to look into the case. He watched, from his car for weeks, as multiple men would enter that house alive, but would leave in a body bag.

There was only one man that came and go as he pleased. The head of the surgery department Kevin Rosevelt. He was one of the very known surgeons in the department, that even received an award for donating money to big charity events. It puzzled Jones’ to why he was doing this or what he was getting out of this?

“Dr. Rosevelt, good to see you again.” Jones said as he approached Kevin in the hospital, after the last husband of Andrea Whites’ had died. They shook hands and Kevin gave him a smile.

“You too, Steve. What brings you here?” Kevin asked as he was questionable about the reasoning to why he was here. He figured it was for another award or another patient was a officer.

They both sat down as Jones’ laid them down a few files on his desk. “I wanted to ask you a few questions on these missing men. Some of them you operated on and I just wanted to know how those surgeries went.”

Kevin looked through the files, there were about 6 different men in each of the files, 4 of them, he operated on. He stayed calm, as he had a feeling Jones’ was onto him.

“I only operated on 4 of these men, Jones’, why are these two in the same pile? I’ve never had them for patients either.” Kevin said, giving the files back to Jones’, hoping Jones’ would by them and move on.

“Do you have any relations with Mrs. Andrea White?” Jones asked. Kevin stood puzzled to him, wondering how he knew.

“She is one of my friends. Why are you questioning me about her?” Jones knew right away that if he told Kevin about the investigation, they would either flee the town or kill him.

“We are just asking because she has gotten married to these men and they happened to all of died within the week of them getting married. You operated on 4 of them and called time of death on the other 2. We just making sure that they have been dying of natural causes and not being murdered.” Jones explained. He didn’t wished he didn’t give so much information to him, but he hoped that maybe, he would confess or prove that he didn’t kill these women.

Kevin threw a hand in his face and then took the filed back. Looking through each of them again. He pulled the first man, Lance Drotter, he was a wealthy business man, but he only lasted three days when he was with Andrea.

“Mr. Lance Drotter, he came in, not breathing, we tried to bring him back, but nothing worked, so we called time of death at 15:23. Further look into his death, he had a stroke. Mrs. White had no idea of his medical history until she brought him to the hospital.”

Kevin threw that file down in front of Jones’, as his pager was going off. ” I wish I could go into detail even more, but I have to head down to the ER, so I’ll make it quick with the other cases.” He spoke. “Carl Jenson, alcohol poisoning. Gregory John, blood clot stopped his heart. Mattew Carter, came in unresponsive due to suicide attempt. Donald Heath, liver failure. Last but not least, Parker Adams, brain dead on the table. Happy now?”

Kevin rushed out of his office and Jones’ sensed that talking about these men upset him. Not only did he have the ER to worry about, but something about these deaths, Jones’ could tell it bothered him very much.

Jones’ wondered if he would get Andrea to talk some more, since Kevin didn’t give out too much information. He left the hospital, with the files of the dead 6 men. He figured he would look back into the files to see if he missed any more information.

 

Kevin knew Jones’ was onto him, he quickly got out of his office and went to one of the empty on call rooms. He dialed Andrea’s number, as quick as he could. “When do you want me at the hospital?” Andrea answered with, he would usually call her for her to spend some time with him in the on call room.

“Get out of the house with your stuff, the cops are on to us.” Kevin snapped as Andrea stayed silent. “We need to get out of here as soon as we can because Jones’ is going to be headed to your house now.”

“I already have the bag packed. You want me to take the SUV?” She replied as that car wouldn’t be detected by the cops right away.

“Yes, then go to the bank, take everything out of the accounts. I’ll meet you at the bank and we will leave.” Kevin said as he feared that she wouldn’t be able to take everything out of the bank right off.

“I’ll come and get you first. If I go to the bank first, they will figured it out. We need to go to the bank in the next town over.” Andrea paused for a second. “I’ll be there in 5 minutes. I’m going to throw my phone in the lake on the way to get you. I love you.”

They bother hung up and Kevin rushed to grab other stuff from his desk.

 

Andrea quickly got into the SUV and then opened the garage, there was Jones, waiting for her. He wouldn’t move, so she ran him over. After, that she just kept driving, hoping that no one noticed she did a hit an run. Once she reached to the hospital, Kevin quickly jumped into the car and planted a kiss on her lips.

“Go, I just got a call from the hospital that they are doing a locked down.” Kevin said as Andrea stepped on the gas. The drove and drove for hours, Andrea felt that nothing could stop them, once they left town and reached the other bank.

They quickly went in and out of the bank, cashing out their accounts and cards, making it so the cops couldn’t trace their whereabouts. Kevin took over driving. They kept driving and driving, as they heard the sirens on their tail. Andrea never felt so much thrill in her entire life.

She was wanted. So, wasn’t Kevin. She was called the ‘Black Widow’. Kevin and her stayed low, but when they arrived in a new town, the craving for a wealthy man passed her mind and she couldn’t help herself.

She would sit at the bar, and waited patiently for their next victim.