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The Greedy Hare and the Cloud Rabbit – Short Story (Part 2 of 3)

Illustrations created by Kitty Sayjo

 

If you haven’t read Part 1, here is the link: https://katiesblog96971617.com/2019/02/01/the-greedy-hare-and-the-cloud-rabbit-short-story-part-1-of-3/

~Part 2 out of 3 Parts~

~The Greedy Hare and the Cloud Rabbit~

By: Kitty Sayjo

On the day of Maria’s birthday, Daniel rushes towards her room with a present in his hands. “Maria, I got you some-,” he starts to say before he trips at the entrance of her room.

“Daniel, are you okay?” Maria asked in a panic. As Daniel slowly gets up, Maria became horrified by what she sees.

“Your head is bleeding.” she says, pointing at the right of his forehead. Daniel feels a drop of blood stream down from his head.

“Oh, I must’ve hit my head on something. Don’t worry about it, I’m fine.” Daniel says as he tries to cover the cut with his hand.

“We should at least bandage it. Let me get something for it.” Maria says as she wheels herself towards her nightstand and opens the top drawer. She looks through it and pulls out a small box.

“What is that?” Daniel asked.

“It’s my first aid kit. I keep it nearby in case of emergencies.” Maria replies as she wheels toward him. Daniel kneels in front of her and removes his hand from the cut. Maria opens her kit and begins cleaning Daniel’s cut. As she takes care of his cut, Daniel starts to chuckle.

“What’s so funny?” Maria asked.

“I’m supposed to be your caretaker, but you’re the one that’s taking care of me,” Daniel replies. Maria giggles as she places a bandage over the cut. “Thanks.” Daniel says as he gets up.

“No problem. It’s the least I can do.” Maria replies as she notices the present on the floor. “What’s that?” she asked, pointing at the present. Daniel looks behind him and picks up the gift.

“It’s for you.” he replies as he hands the present to Maria.

“Oh, thank you,” Maria says as she takes the gift and begins opening it. Inside was a white, stuffed rabbit with black marble eyes. “It’s beautiful, Daniel,” Maria says as she holds the stuffed rabbit close to her.

“What are you going to call him?” Daniel asked. Maria looks out the window for a moment before deciding on a name.

“I’ll name him Cloud,” she says before looking up at him. “What do you think?” she asked.

“I think that’s a nice name for him,” Daniel replies. Maria looks over at her door for a moment before her smile turns into a frown. “What’s wrong?” Daniel asked.

“It’s Boris. He usually comes in to wish me a Happy Birthday, but it seems like he’s late this year.” Maria replies.

“Don’t worry. I’m sure he’ll come eventually.” Daniel says as he gives Maria a warm smile.

For the rest of the day, Maria celebrated her birthday with Daniel and the other servants in the manor. Unfortunately, nighttime came and Boris still didn’t come out.

Disappointed, Maria gets ready for bed. As Daniel was carrying her into bed, he notices her sad expression.

“Did you enjoy your birthday, Maria?” he asked as he puts Maria on the bed.

“Of course. I just wish Boris was with us.” Maria replies.

“I’m sure he would’ve. Maybe he was busy.” Daniel says as he pulls the covers over Maria.

“I guess you’re right. I just wish that I could help him more.” Maria replies. After saying goodnight to her, Daniel was about to leave but was stopped by Maria.

“Daniel, could you stay with me tonight. Just for a little while?” she asked.

“Sure.” he says as he sits on her bed.

“Thank you.” she says as she starts to fall asleep.

The next day, Maria and Daniel were playing cards in her room when they heard a knock at the door.

“Come in,” Maria says out loud. The door opens and Boris walks in the room.

“Morning, Maria,” he says as he approaches them. Maria looks up at him and gives him a warm smile.

“Morning, big brother,” she says happily. Boris looks over at Daniel, who was looking at the cards in his hand.

“Would you mind giving us some privacy?” he asked.

“No problem, Sir,” Daniel replies as he gets up and leaves the room. Boris looks back at Maria and kneels to her level.

“I’m really sorry that I couldn’t be with you yesterday. I was really busy.” he says.

“It’s okay. It was still a great birthday.” Maria replies. Boris notices the stuffed rabbit, Cloud, sitting on the table.

“Who’s this little guy?” he asked as he grabs the rabbit. “That’s Cloud. Daniel gave it to me for my birthday.” Maria explains.

“Cloud? What an odd name for a rabbit.” Boris says as he examines the stuffed rabbit. As he looks at it, Boris grabs one of the ears and gently, but firmly, pulls it. The thread starts to breaks and the ear nearly breaks off before Maria stops him.

“What are you doing?” she asked, grabbing Cloud from Boris’s hands.

“Sorry, Maria. I guess the thread wasn’t that strong,” Boris replies as he gets up. “I have to get back to work now. I’ll see you later.” he went on as he patted Maria’s head before leaving.

As he walks down the hallway, Boris sees Daniel waiting nearby. Daniel sees him and notices the upset look on his face

“Is everything alright?” he asked. Boris stopped dead in his tracks and looks up at Daniel.

“You’re just a caretaker. Nothing more.” he says before continuing down the hallway. Confused, Daniel walks back into Maria’s room and finds her sewing Cloud’s ear back on.

“What happened?” he asked.

“Just a little tear. Nothing serious,” Maria replies as she finishes sewing. “Now, where were we.” she went on as she grabs her cards from the table.

A few weeks later, Maria and Daniel were looking out the window, searching for animals in the clouds. They stared for a while until a thought came to Daniel’s mind.

“Why don’t we go outside and have a picnic today?” he says.

“That sounds nice,” Maria replies.

Around noon, Daniel prepares a basket and pushes Maria towards the garden. They strolled along the stone pathway until they came to the big oak tree.

“This looks like a good spot.” Daniel says as he grabs the blanket and places it on the shaded area. He then takes Maria out of her wheelchair and sits her on the blanket. They began enjoying their lunch and looking at the clouds.

Halfway through, Maria thanks Daniel for everything that he has done for her.

“No problem. I just enjoy being with you.” he replies.

Suddenly, Daniel goes up to Maria and kisses her on the cheek. Maria starts to blush as she looks at Daniel with a shocked expression.

“Sorry. I don’t know what got over me.” Daniel says as he starts to blush in embarrassment.

“It’s okay. I understand,” Maria replies as she kisses Daniel on the cheek. “There. Now we’re even.” she went on as she smiles at him. While they continue to look at the clouds, Boris was watching them from his window.

“That’s going too far, boy.” he mutters under his breathe.

That night, Daniel tucks Maria into bed. Before he leaves, Maria stops him.

“Do you think we can do it again sometime?” she asked.

“Of course.” Daniel replies.0

“Alright. Good night, Daniel.” Maria says as she drifts off to sleep. Daniel looks at her and smiles.

“Sweet dreams, Maria.” he whispers before leaving the room.

As he walks down the hallway, Daniel had a feeling that someone was following him. As soon as he was outside, a voice calls out for him. Daniel turns around to see Boris facing him.

“Oh, sir. I didn’t notice you,” he says. Looking closer, Daniel could see the pure hatred in his eyes. “Is everything alright?” he asked.

“No, it’s not.” Boris replies as he pulls out a dagger.

“W-what are you doing?” Daniel asked in a panic.

“Don’t act so innocent with me. I know what you’re doing.” Boris replies as he slowly walks towards him. Daniel starts to run as Boris got closer. He ran towards the woods as Boris begins to chase him.

Suddenly, Daniel tries and falls to the ground. Boris catches up to him and looks down at him.

“You really think that getting close to my sister will get your poor hands on my money.” he says as Daniel faces him in horror.

“You don’t understand. I don’t care about your money!” Daniel replies as he backs away from him.

“Don’t give me that crap. Why else would you be so interested in a girl who can’t walk?” Boris asked as he gets closer. Daniel continues to back away, but Boris grabs him and pins him against a tree. “Tell me. Why are you so close to my sister?” Boris yells out as he raises his dagger.

“BECAUSE I LOVE HER!” Daniel yells out. Boris slowly lowers his dagger after hearing what Daniel had just said.

“What?” he asked.

“It’s true. I fell in love with your sister. I don’t care the money, or the fact that she can’t walk. I only care about her and her happiness.” Daniel replies. Boris releases him and looks out into the woods.

“Does Maria have feelings for you as well?” he asked.

“I think so.” Daniel replies. Boris looks at him and gives him a warm smile.

“If she feels the same way. I’ll allow you to be together.” he says.

“Really?” Daniel asked. Boris gives him a firm nod before Daniel starts to hug him.

“Thank you, Sir. I promise that I’ll make Maria happy.” Daniel went on.

“I’m sure you will, and I hope she’ll forgive me for doing this.” Boris says.

“Doing what?” Daniel asked. Before he could get an answer, Boris stabs him in the chest. Daniel falls to the ground, coughing up blood. “W-why?” he asked.

“I care about Maria’s happiness as well. Being with a poor boy like you won’t make her happy.” Boris replies as he watches Daniel take his last breath. “I better get someone to clean this up.” he thought as he heads back to the manor.

The next day, Maria wakes up to find that Daniel wasn’t in yet. She waits patiently for him, but he still hasn’t arrived. After a while, Boris comes in and sits beside her.

“Where’s Daniel?” Maria asked. Boris looks up at at her before coming up with a lie.

“He resigned last night.” he replies. Maria’s eyes widen in shock.

“Did he say why?” she asked.

“No, he just left without saying a word,” Boris replies as he stands up. “I’ll have one of the servants help you from now on.” he went on.

“Okay.” Maria replies in a saddened tone. Boris notices the sadness in her eyes and tries to comfort her.

“I’m sure he had a good reason for leaving. Try not to think about him.” he says as he leaves the room.

As soon as Boris was gone, Maria starts to cry.

END OF PART TWO

Part 3: TBA

Kitty’s DeviantArt: 

https://www.deviantart.com/animekitty44

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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.

 

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Not Again: List of Chapters

Not Again is a short story that I wrote back in my Junior year of high school. It isn’t the best, but I just haven’t have the time to go back and edit at it because it really does. Anyway, here is the list of chapters, just so you don’t have to scroll through all of them.

Intro and Chapter 1:
https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/10/12/my-writing-not-again-intro-chapter-1-short-story/

Chapter 2:
https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/10/15/my-writing-not-again-chapter-2-short-story/

Chapter 3:
https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/10/19/my-writing-not-again-short-story-chapter-3/

Chapter 4:
https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/10/22/my-writing-not-again-short-story-chapter-4/

Chapter 5:
https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/10/26/my-writing-not-again-short-story-chapter-5/

Chapter 6:
https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/10/29/my-writing-not-again-short-story-chapter-6/

You can always check out Wattpad for the full book, but I have heard that posting a list of chapters, especially to long books, helped out a lot of you and I find that it was easier to find a chapter you are looking for.

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Not Again – Short Story (Chapter 6)

Not Again Book Cover

*Warning, Mature Content. Read at your own risk.*

If you haven’t read Chapter 5, here is the link!
https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/10/26/my-writing-not-again-short-story-chapter-5/

 

~Chapter 6~

~Sami’s POV~

I can’t believe I killed her. I can’t believe that I actually did that. I walked back and forth in my room, trying to think of what I had done. Flashbacks of stabbing Alexis’s mother came back into my head. I then started to cry even more. I just killed my other mother.
Alexis’s mother, Beth, was like another mother to me. I couldn’t believe that she was actually gone and is gone because of me. My mother never really cared about me, I was just a money-making machine for her. I used to be in beauty pageants all the time and whatever money that I won, went right to her. That’s why I always went over to Alexis’s, so I could know what it was to be a normal loving family, but I took that away from Alexis.
She deserved it anyway for making out with my boyfriend. I trusted her and I wouldn’t ever do that to her, but why did she do it to me? I then sat down on my bed and opened my computer. I signed into Facebook, and checked my messages. I had a message from David, my ex-boyfriend. What did he want now? I have bigger problems to deal with. He was also the one who sent me that picture of Alexis’s making out with my boyfriend.
He ended up sending another picture to me, It was the same picture, but looked more normal, like it was edited. I then looked at the picture very closely, and saw that the girl in the picture didn’t have a ring on her left hand. Alexis always wore a butterfly ring on her left hand. She never took it off and I remembering her still wearing it before I went into the party.
Alexis didn’t do it! Plus, Alexis was wearing an orange dress and this girl is wearing a white dress. I felt like shit now. I just killed my best friend’s mother for no reason. Oh my god! What the hell do I do now? I can’t go and apologize to her now. That won’t bring her mother back. I’m so stupid! I should’ve believed her from the beginning! I might as well just turn myself in. I deserve it for taking away Beth.
I then went downstairs and saw the police talking to my mother. I then went up to the police and my mother turned around and looked at me. She looked mad. More than just mad, angry.
“What have you done Samantha! You just ruined your whole future! Everything that I have ever planned for you…It’s all gone down the drain!” She yelled. I knew this was coming. She had always planned my future. I was going to be a model. I, personally, don’t want to be a model. I wanted to be a dancer, but my mother had already planned what I was going to do.
“Mom, listen, I didn-” She cut me off. “No, I don’t want to hear it from you.” She then looked back to the police. “Take that brat away!”
The officers handcuffed me and I went into the back seat of the cop car. As soon as they shut my door, I saw Alexis, May, and Nick. All of them staring at me with an evil look. I can’t believe I did this. Why didn’t I just listened to her in the first place? Oh, I remember now, I was too busy yelling at her because I accused her of cheating on my boyfriend. God, I’m so stupid.

That’s the end of this short story. Next Monday, I will be posting another story, but I will let you all vote on my Facebook Page. 

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Not Again – Short Story (Chapter 5)

Not Again Book Cover

*Warning Mature Content. Read at your own risk!*

If you haven’t read Chapter 4, here is the link!
https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/10/22/my-writing-not-again-short-story-chapter-4/

~Chapter 5~

As soon as I got off the phone with the police, I then called May and Nick. I know May won’t take this very well because she was always a mama girl. Anywhere my mother went, May would follow her.
“May?” I said as I heard her pick up of the other line. I tried to hold my tears back, but I just couldn’t.
“Yeah, are you alright?” she said as I then wiped my tears away. “What’s wrong, honey?” After she called honey, I started to ball my eyes more. My mother would call me honey all the time. “Alexis? What is going on?”
“Just get here. Come home now, please, I need you. Mom needs you.” I cried even more. Just mentioning her name, was getting me even more upset.
“I’m turning on our street now, but why is there a bunch of cops outside our house?!?!” She said as I heard the door opened. I then hung up the phone and looked up to find an officer and paramedics in front of me. I looked back down at my mother and cried.
Then May and Nick rushed into the house as soon as I saw May,she was in tears. May got down on the floor and she took and hugged my mother’s lifeless body in her arms. She then looked up at me and then hugged me.
“Who did this to her?” May spoke after a few minutes of hugged me. I then looked down at the bloody floor and the piece of paper that I threw on the floor. I went over and picked it up and gave it to Nick. He opened it up and read it, then gave it to May.
“I can’t believe she did this. That spoiled brat and of course our mother didn’t fight back! She was weak and sadden by the lost of her husband. She is going to pay for what she did!” May was angry and I was afraid that she might do something that she might regret.
“Let the police take care of it. She’ll get what’s coming to her.” Nick said, helping her up from the floor as the paramedics took my mother away. “Why don’t you go upstairs and take a bath? I’ll be right up there.” May nodded and then went up stairs to go wash herself off.
May is a strong person. Even though our parents are dead, she has been strong. Even when she went through break-ups and the death of her first baby. I never thought May would ever get over that, but she did. She wouldn’t do anything for weeks, until she then moved on from it. I was about to go upstairs, but Nick wanted me to tell the police everything that had happen.
“Do you know where Samantha is living?” One of the officers asked me. I nodded and then told them where she lived. I hope that she get’s what’s coming to her.

This book is also on Wattpad, if you would like to check it out on there, just search my username katieasehl.

Chapter 6 – Sami’s P.O.V:
https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/10/29/my-writing-not-again-short-story-chapter-6/

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Not Again – Short Story (Chapter 4)

Not Again Book Cover

*Warning: Mature Content. Read at your own risk, especially if you hate reading about blood or murder.*

If you haven’t read Chapter 3, here is the link!
https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/10/19/my-writing-not-again-short-story-chapter-3/

~Chapter 4: The Second Worst Day Of My Life~

“Mom! May! Nick! Im home.” I shouted and walked into the house. All the lights were off. Maybe they went shopping. I then looked on the fridge and saw the note that May left for me.
Alexis,
Nick and I went out to have dinner. Mom knows where we are and I should be home around 8.
May & Nick

I then turned on the light to find a trail of blood on the kitchen floor. I slowly followed it until I reached a puddle of blood with my mom. Dead. Tears started to come down like a waterfall. I ran to her and cradled her in my arms, hoping that this was all just a dream. I pinched myself, but I wasnt dream. My fathers dead. Now my mother is. Who else will be taken from my life now?
I sat there, holding my mothers lifeless body, and wanted someone to take me too. Take me away from all of this. I want to be with my mother and father. I wanted all the bad karma to go away. I looked down at my mothers body, a knife was still in her heart. She was wearing a sweater with a pocket that was on her left breast. There was something white sticking out of that pocket. I reached out and pulled it from the pocket.
It was a folded piece of paper that was addressed to my name. I unfolded the piece of paper that was written in my best friends handwriting. Well, ex-best friend, but a best friend. As it read:
You made me do this. If you had not made out with my boyfriend,
she would still be breathing, now shes not nor will she ever. You
dont deserve to be happy. I do. Ive been through everything. And
yet, you couldnt help but be slut. I hope you die with your stupid mother.
And yet, she didnt put up much of a fight. Shes weak, just like you.
Stay away from me and my boyfriend.
Sami
I ended up crying even more. My mothers killer was Sami, my former best friend. She hasnt been through shit. She has gotten everything that she has ever wanted in life. Boys, clothes, cars, cellphone, laptops, and even flat screen TVs. She is nothing but a spoiled brat. I first lost my father, now my mother.
I end up crumpling up that paper and tossing it onto the floor. I then grabbed my cellphone and dialed 911.
911, what is your emergency? the 911 operator spoke as I wiped my tears and cleared my throat.
“Theres been a murder at my house. My mother is dead.” I spoke.
“Are you okay? Is anyone else hurt? We are sending help your way.”
“No, Im not hurt. Just hurry.”

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Chapter 5:
https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/10/26/my-writing-not-again-short-story-chapter-5/

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Not Again – Short Story (Chapter 3)

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If you haven’t read Chapter 2, here is the link!
https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/10/15/my-writing-not-again-chapter-2-short-story/

*Warning, Mature Content. Read at your own risk!*

~Chapter 3: It Wasn’t Me~

I woke up the next morning with someone pounding on my door. Ugh, what did May want now? I looked over at the clock, 10:15 a.m., I might as well get up anyway. I got up and answered the door. It was Sami at my door and she looked pissed. She slapped me across the face really hard. What the hell was that for?
“You are such a slut!” Sami said as I rubbed my cheek. Boy, did she slap me hard. “You knew how much I loved Ty and then you go ahead and make-out with him in front of me! He was my boyfriend and you had to have him, didn’t you?” I looked up at her, confused, as I was. I left the party to go get food with Chris and then he dropped me back home.
“I left the party, Sami. I bumped into Chris and we went to go get Chinese food. And after that, he dropped me off home.” I said as Sami pulled up her phone. “I didn’t even go inside.” She then she showed me a picture of a girl, who was wearing the same dress that I was, that night, making-out with Ty.
“You ‘left’ the party alright.” Sami said as she was getting sarcastic. “You are going to pay for this.” She said and then slapped me one more time and left.
I left the party when Chris did. I know that wasn’t me. I would never do that to anyone, especially to Sami, but to be honest, she kinda did deserve it. I mean, I was her only real friend who cared about her. Now she was on her own, I guess.
I then got dressed and walked downstairs to find my mother sitting in her chair reading a book. She looked up from her book and smiled at me. I returned the smile.
“Hey, mom?” I said as she placed her book down and had her attention at me. “Is it okay, if I go to the library to study with Chris?” I asked.
“Of course you can. Just be home before dinner and please make sure you get home safe and sound.” She replied as I grabbed my backpack and my car keys.
“Don’t worry, I will. I’ll be back for dinner.” I said opening the door. My mother then went back to her book and continue to read. I’m glad that she is doing better today. I then left my house, excited to meet Chris at the library. I’m so glad things are changing, hopefully for the better.

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Chapter 4:
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Not Again – Chapter 2 (Short Story)

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If you haven’t read the intro or Chapter 1, here is the link!
https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/10/12/my-writing-not-again-intro-chapter-1-short-story/

*Warning: Mature Content. Read at your own risk!*

~Chapter 2: Best Night Of My Life~

Tonight was Hannah’s party and I was already nervous because I’m going to tell Chris how I feel tonight. Sami was already on board with the idea, but then again, when she goes to any party, she always wants to dance and have a good time.
I was waiting outside for Sami to come and pick me up when she pulled up into the driveway. I got in and she drove us to the party while listening to Rihanna, on the way there. My stomach was already turning. Ugh, why was I so nervous? I felt like I was going to throw up, but it was too late to back out now, we had just got to Hannah’s house.
“Do I have to go?” I asked as we stepped out of the car. “I’m feeling sick, please take me home.” Clearly, Sami was ignoring me because she was making sure that her hair make-up was okay. Then she looked up at me.
“You’re fine and you aren’t leaving until I want to go. And that will give you enough time to talk to Chris.” She said. I just wanted to leave. I can talk to Chris later. As soon as Sami walked inside and into the party, I started to turn around and walk home when I bumped into something.
“Oh, I’m sorry Alexis. I didn’t see you there.” As I heard a familiar voice, it was Chris. I looked up to see his hand reaching down to help me up. The butterflies were fluttering like crazy inside my stomach.
“Chris, I was actually just leaving.” I spoke as he helped me stand on my feet. We both stared at each other’s eyes. Like there was a real connection.
“It’s a shame that you aren’t staying, but then again, the only reason I did come, is because of you.” Chris smiled as I could feel my cheeks blushing. Did he just say what I think he just said?
“R-really?” As I said and looked at him in surprise.
“Yes, really.” He smiled once more. “Do you want to go get some Chinese food? My treat.” Chris knew that I loved to eat Chinese food all the time, if I could. I smiled and nodded my head. Hoping that tonight would be the best night of my life.

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Chapter 3:
https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/10/19/my-writing-not-again-short-story-chapter-3/

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Not Again – Intro & Chapter 1 (Short Story)

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Hey dearies! Here is my next book! I just wanted to give you guys a heads up that this is a short story that I wrote back in high school for one of my assignments. I’m surprised that my English teacher didn’t think I was nuts, but since it has sort of a ‘murder’ theme, I figured this is the perfect time to show it! 

It is a short story and I haven’t had any time to edit at it, so I am sorry if they’re are errors. This is just to hold you guys off until I can get Unclear 2, at least, half-way done. This is a short story, so the chapters will be very short. 

*Warning: Mature Content is advised! Read at your own risk!

~Intro~

It had been a year, since I lost my father. My mother was very upset when he died. He was her true love, her missing puzzle piece, and not to forget, her best friend. Ever since he died, my mother has changed. She started to work from home, not going out anywhere unless I begged her to go grocery shopping. She stopped talking to her friends, and just became a loner.
My older sister, May, and her husband, Nick, moved in because she knew that our mother needed to be safe and with her daughters by her side. Little did we know that she was going to be left from this world into another, until it did happen.

~Chapter 1: Before The Party~

~2 weeks before~
“Honestly, I really don’t want to go to Hannah’s party this weekend.” I told as Sami rolled her eyes. “I’m really not for parties anymore.”
“You need to stop hiding in the dark and have some fun in life! Just because today is the anniversary of his death, doesn’t mean you need to avoid big opportunities in life.” She said as she sat down at my desk, then taking out her phone and playing Angry Birds.
Sami love Angry Birds, she told me that’s how she calms down, when she sees people who she just wants to knock out. Plus she is very good, considering that she is failing Geometry for the 2nd year in a row.
“I know, but it all happened so fast…The cancer that we didn’t know about…” I spoke softly, hold the picture of me and my dad, when I was little. I can still remember that day by heart.
“Let’s not talk about this anymore.” Sami said as I could see she looked very annoyed with me. Goddamn, if I could smack her, I would. “How about we pick out an outfit that Chris will die for!”
Chris was my best friend as well. I’ve known him longer than Sami, but I shared my little secret that really liked him, more than friends. Since I told Sami that, she has been making fun of me for being scared to tell him that I love him. Nevermind that, I can’t even ask him out on a date, let alone tell him that I have major feeling for the guy.
“No, I really don’t want to go, Sami. And besides, he’ll never like me.” I said as I hid my face in my pillow. As if he would understand how I feel.
“You are not going to sit here and be a sour puss. You are coming to that party, whether you like it or not! I will drag you out by your hair if I have to!” Sami said as she was searching through my closet and then stop to pull out a orange summer dress. “You are going to wear this and you are going to look fabulous!”

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Chapter 2 – Best Night Of My Life:
https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/10/15/my-writing-not-again-chapter-2-short-story/

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My Secret Love (Chapter 19)

*Warning: Mature Content. Read at your own risk!*

If you haven’t read Chapter 18, here is the link!

https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/10/01/my-writing-my-secret-love-chapter-18/

~Chapter 19~

“What the hell is your problem?” I woke up to someone screaming in the next room. I looked over, to see if Dylan was next to me, but he was gone. I rubbed my eyes and got out of the bed.

“My problem is that you can’t just fuck her for the fun of it!” Once I heard that voice, I knew who it was. I ran out of the bedroom to find Michael and Dylan yelling at each other.

“We didn’t fuck! You need to relax and let her be her own person. I would never do that to her. I cared about her-” I stopped Dylan in the middle of his sentence.

“What’s going on?” I asked, Michael walked over and hugged me.

“I have been looking everywhere for you!” I pulled away from his embrace. “We are leaving.” He grabbed my arm, trying to pull me to the door, but I pulled away.

“No.”

“No?” Michael spoke.

“No, I’m not going. You need to leave me alone. I can’t forgive you for what you did.” Michael threw his hands in his hair and walked back and forth.

“It wasn’t my fucking fault! Whatever, blame it on me because I wanted to save your life so that we could be happy together. I’ve tried, I’m done.” Michael then slammed the door.

“I’m so sorry about that. I didn’t think that he would go all through this trouble to find me.” I said. I grabbed my stuff and walked out the door.

Dylan followed. I could hear his footsteps following me.
“Please don’t go.” He paused when I turned around. “Is there anything I can do to help you?”

I nodded and he lead me into the garage. “You can take my Jeep and go where ever you want.” He handed me the keys and I got in and just drove. I never wanted to look back.

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Chapter 20:
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My Secret Love (Chapter 18)

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*Warning: Mature Content. Read at your own risk!*

If you haven’t read Chapter 17, here is the link!
https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/09/28/my-writing-my-secret-love-chapter-17/

~Chapter 18~

I haven’t talked to Michael in over a week. I have been inside the house, crying over the death of my brother and drinking to heal the pain of losing him.
I walked into the kitchen and poured myself a shot. I downed it and poured another one. I saw Michael was still sleeping on the beach, he had gotten himself a tent and has been camping out on the beach until I welcomed him back in. Which I haven’t.
I missed him. I felt so stupid for blaming him for something that wasn’t completely his fault. I downed the second shot and looked at the time. It was only 3 in the afternoon. I figure I should get out of this house. I downed another shot and went to go get dressed.
I grabbed the car keys and walked out the front door. I wasn’t able to go to far because Michael was just about to knock on the door.
“Hey, how are you?” He asked as he looked down in my hands and saw the bottle of tequila and car keys I had in my hand. “Where are you going?”
I was silent and slowly walked passed him. I didn’t know what to say, but cry at this point.
“You shouldn’t be driving with that.” He said as I then turned to him and tossed the keys to him.
“Fine, I will walk.” I said before turning around and muttering ‘asshole’. I took another sip and walked down the boardwalk. It wasn’t that busy for a Friday, but it looked like it was going to rain. I still kept walking, taking sips of the bottle of tequila while people stopped and stared. I could care less. My life was coming to be pointless.
I found an empty bench that was facing the ocean, I just sat and watched the sun set. Someone came up and sat next to me. “Elizabeth?”
I turned and saw Dylan, the guy I met at the nightclub. I turned and faced the ocean again. “Are you okay? You look like you have been crying. Is everything okay?”
I took another sip and muttered ‘No’. I started to cry some more. “What can I do to help you? I’m not gonna leave you here to be drunk.”
“Can you bring back my dead brother?” I asked, looking at him.
“I can’t.”
“Then there is nothing you can do for me.”
“Where is your boyfriend? Do you want me to go find him for you?” I laughed.
“I never had one to begin with.” I said, still laughing that he thought that Michael was my boyfriend.
“Okay, well, what do you want to do?” He asked as I got up to stretch. “Get drunk with me.” I downed the rest of the bottle and handed it to him. I started to walk down to the nightclub, where we first met. Dylan followed and threw the bottle in the trash and grabbed my hand. I held onto his hand, not caring if Michael saw.
“I want some shots!” I yelled at Dylan, while we were standing at the bar. Dylan nodded and ordered some for us. Once they were in front of me, I looked at Dylan and grinned. “I’m gonna warn you that I’m already pretty drunk and that I might take your shots.” He then downed his and mine once I finished speaking.
“Hey! Now you need to order more!” I said, Dylan laughed and I smiled. I haven’t smiled in such a long time that it felt good to smile.
“Bartender, I need two more for her.” Dylan said as the bartender poured another two shots. I downed them both and looked up at Dylan. “Do you want to go back to my house? I’ve got a hot tub.”
“Yeah! I don’t have a bathing suit though.” I said Dylan paid the bartender and we started to walk out.
“That’s okay, I can buy you one or you can go in your bra and panties.” He smirked. I grabbed his hand as we walked down the boardwalk to his house. His place was huge, like a mansion, almost. “Dude, I didn’t know you were rich!” Dylan laughed as he opened the gate and held open for me. “Who do you think owns the boardwalk?”
“Shut up! No way!” I said as we walked up the path and entered into his home. We walked upstairs to his room and on the balcony was a hot tub. He started to take off his shirt and looked at me. “Well what are you waiting for?” He then got into the hot tub. I slowly took my tank top off and then my shorts. I was wearing a red bra and panties set. “Damn, you look hot.” Dylan said as I took off my flip flops and got into the hot tub.
“This is so relaxing. Thank you.” I said as Dylan smiled.
“No problem, do you want something to drink and some music?” He asked, I shook my head yes as Dylan got out. “I’ll be right back.”
I closed my eyes and just took a minute to relax. It was a long time since I have felt relax, or calm. Dylan came back in and had turned on a Pandora station and handed me a glass of red wine.
I took a sip as he got back into the hot tub. “You look a lot more stressed free.” He said as he sat down beside me. “With what I had gone through in the past week or so, I needed this.”
He wrapped his arm around be and took a sip of his wine. I did as well. He then smiled. “So now that you aren’t with that dude, am I okay to finish what I started?” He asked, I took a moment to think about it. Maybe it wasn’t a good idea? I’m drunk and I don’t think Michael would like the fact that I would be doing something with another guy. I was still upset with him.
I looked at Dylan and placed a kiss on his lips. I pulled back and looked up at the sky, a tear fell from my cheek. “If you don’t mind me asking, but what happened?” I was silent for a minute. I closed my eyes and all I could picture was that bloody scene, my brother, death in my arms.
“My brother was shot in the head by my ex.” I said as I looked at him. “I thought I was in love with my ex, but once we were engaged, everything changed about him.”
“He would beat and rape me. Some nights, I didn’t even want to go home. I didn’t feel safe anymore.”
Dylan stayed silent after I took another breath.
“One night, I had enough, he beat me almost to death and that’s when Michael took my brother and I here. I thought we would be safe, but he found me. My father was helping him look for me and he ended up killing him. Tim and I got away, but I blamed Michael for everything. Tim and I, stupidly, left Michael and stayed at a hotel. My ex found us, shot my brother and I killed him.”
I started to cry some more, Dylan then hugged me. “I’m so sorry, Elizabeth.” I looked up at him and he wiped my tears away. “Let’s get you into some dry clothes and get you some sleep, okay?” I nodded as Dylan helped me out of the hot tub. He gave me a shirt and sweatpants, that smelled like his scent. I laid down in his bed, placing the covers over me. “If you need anything, I’ll be downstairs.” As Dylan started to walk out of the room.
“Wait.” I said as Dylan stopped. “Can you lay with me?” I asked as Dylan nodded and got underneath the covers as well. He wrapped his arms around me and I fell off to sleep. The only thing that I was think about was Michael.

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Chapter 19: https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/10/05/my-writing-my-secret-love-chapter-19/

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My Secret Love (Chapter 17)

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*Warning* Mature Content! Read at your own risk!

If you haven’t read Chapter 16, here is the link!
https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/09/24/my-writing-my-secret-love-chapter-16/

 

~Chapter 17~

“How are you feeling?” Michael said as I woke up. My head was pounding. I looked around the room and saw Michael laying down next to me in the bed. “l wanted to let you know that I laid your brother to rest. He’s buried in the back.”
It took me a minute to remember what had happen. Tears started to fall down my cheek as I started to sit up.
“Did I kill Justin?” I asked. Praying that this was some horrible dream. Michael looked at me and nodded.
I quickly got up, not believing that all this was real. I ran outside to the back of the house where Michael said my brother was buried. There I saw a wooden cross that was planted on the ground. I slowly walked towards the cross and dropped to my knees.
Tears fell from my cheeks as I saw what I had hoped was only a dream, but yet, my worst nightmare had happen instead.
All I could think that I was alone. I had no one left.
The only family I had left in my eyes was Tim. My father and mother did care about me, only if I was what they wanted me to be.
“I’m so sorry, Elizabeth.” Michael said as I looked up and saw Michael, from the corner of my eye, on his knees staring at me. ” I know this is a very hard time that you are going through, but you need to let me help you through this.”
My heart wanted to listen to him and let him help me, but my brain thought otherwise. He was the reason for all this mess, I thought to myself.
“You started this, all of this. Its your fault my brother is dead. I should’ve never allowed you to come back into my life.” I said.
“So you are going to blame me for everything that I had no control over?”
“Yes.” I stood up and so did Michael.
“I came back for you, so I could be with you. I didn’t know that Justin would beat you almost to death and kill your father and brother. You can’t blame someone else’s actions on someone else.” He paused as I looked away. My tears were starting to dry up on my face. “I didn’t know that he would find you-”
“That’s the thing. He did find me! You said that my brother and I were both safe and that he would never find us, but he did!” I screamed at him.
“Elizabeth, I’m sorry. I love-”
“Don’t even finish that sentence! You only love yourself!.” I started to walk back to the house when he grabbed my arm.
“Will you let me finish?” He asked, I pulled my arm from his grasp.
“No! Fuck off and leave me alone!” I ran into the house and locked the door. I fell down to the floor with my back up against the door.
I could hear Michael climbing up the stairs and trying to open the door. “Please Elizabeth, let me in. Let’s talk about this.”
I stayed silent, until I heard his footsteps walk away from the door. I held my head in my hands as I started to dry even more.
I didn’t know what to do or how to feel about everything. My mind was everywhere. I knew it wasn’t Michael’s fault, but I wanted someone to blame. I cried even more knowing that I just pushed away my best friend and the love of my life.

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Chapter 18:
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My Secret Love (Chapter 16)

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*Warning: Mature Content! Read at your own risk!*

If you haven’t read Chapter 15, here is the link!
https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/09/21/my-writing-my-secret-love-chapter-15/

 

~Chapter 16~

We finally made it to a hotel after driving for what seemed like daysyes. Michael kept blowing up my phone. I didn’t answer him. I was still upset with him. Tim has been talking to Michael, trying to get me to talk to him.
I grabbed some clothes and a towel and headed for the bathroom.
“I’m gonna take a shower now. You want to go down to the bar for drinks?” I asked. Tim nodded and I headed into the bathroom.
Once I got in, I locked the door and stripped from all of my clothes. I turned on the shower and waited until I feel the water getting warm.
The water felt great on my face. It was very relaxing. I didn’t think of anything that had happened in the past day. It felt like I was washing all my problems and stress from my body, until I heard a knock on the bathroom door.
“You almost done?” Tim asked as I turned off the water and grabbed a towel.
“Yeah, let me get dressed and I’ll be right out.” I started to dry myself, but something didn’t feel right.
“Please hurry.” Tim spoke again. I started to worry. I quickly got dressed. I then slowly unlocked the door and opened it. I froze when I saw him.
“Don’t you look sexy with your hair dyed, don’t you?” Justin said, holding a gun to my brothers head. “Man, was it hard to find you.”
“Let go of my brother.” I said. Justin smirked.
“Oh Elizabeth, do you really think I was going to let go of your brother so easily?” He then shot my brother in the head. I screamed as I caught my brother falling to the floor. My hands started to fill with his blood. “You said to let go of your brother, but didn’t say how.”
“You didn’t need to kill him. He was the only family I had left.” I cried, looking down at my brother, hugging him in my arms tightly.
“That’s true. He was your only living family left, but now, you only have me.” I looked up at him in anger. He pointed the gun on me. “Now get the fuck up. We are going to our new home.”
“I’m not going anywhere. Kill me for all I care. I have no will to live anymore.” I looked up at him and moved the gun to my head. “Pull the trigger.”
Justin looked at me and stayed silent.
“Pull the fucking trigger, asshole!” I screamed. Still holding the gun to my head. I slowly grabbed the pocket knife that was in my back pocket and slipped it in my sleeve.
“I won’t kill you. I love you too much.” Justin said, putting the gun down and taking his other hand to touch my face. “I missed you so much, Elizabeth.” He pulled me into a hug. I wrapped my arms around his neck. I pulled the pocket knife out and sliced his throat.
“Its a shame I never loved you.” I said as he fell to his knees, both of his hands were holding his throat as blood kept gushing from his throat. I backed away and dropped the knife.
I grabbed my cell phone and dialed.
“Elizabeth, I’m so glad called you. I am so sorry for-” I stopped him in the middle of his sentence.
“Mikey, I need you. Please track my phone and help me.” I said.
“What’s going on? I’m on my way.” He said. I went quiet and started to cry. “What’s wrong? Where’s Tim?”
“He-he’s dead.” I then hung up, dropped the phone and held my dead brother in my arms and waited for Michael to come and get me. I didn’t know what to do.
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“What the hell happened in here?” Michael said as he walked in the room. “Is he?”
“Dead.” I nodded. ” I-I killed him. I killed him.”
Michael leaned down and started to hug me as I cried harder. “I know, but don’t worry. We will get this all cleaned up.” He said as he pulled out his phone and dialed.
“Danny, I need you to get up here. I also need some clean clothes for Elizabeth and some bodies bags.” He spoke. “You’ll see when you get up here.” He hung up.
I then looked up at Michael and then looked down at Tim’s lifeless body. “We should’ve never left. None of this would’ve happened.”
“It’s not your fault. I didn’t think he was going to find either of you.”
“I should’ve left by myself and Tim would still be alive.” Tim should’ve never got in the car with me.
“Tim would’ve never left you to go off my yourself.” Michael then stood up as he was trying to get me to stand up. “Come on, let’s get you cleaned up and we will take care of your brother.”
Michael held my hands as I stood up and looked into his eyes. I then laid my head on his chest as he held me close. I started to cry some more.
“Holy shit, this is a blood bath.” Danny said as he walked into the hotel room. “Mikey, we got to get this shit cleaned up soon. I paid the owner to stay quiet, but one of the other guest called the cops.”
“Okay, Elizabeth, grab your stuff and put on this black sweatshirt. Get down to the car and we will take care of the rest.” Michael then placed a kiss on my forehead. I then grabbed my bag and headed downstairs to the lobby.
As I was walking through the lobby, all I could think of was Tim. My eyes started to water. People were staring at my as I walked towards the black hummer. Before I opened the door, I started to feel dizzy. Everything was starting to spin and I felt myself falling towards the ground.
The only thing I heard before falling to the ground was someone screaming my name before everything went black.

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Chapter 17:
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My Secret Love (Chapter 15)

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*Warning: Mature Content. Read at your own risk!*

If you haven’t read Chapter 14, here is the link!
https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/09/17/my-writing-my-secret-love-chapter-14/

~Chapter 15~

I looked at myself in the mirror. Took a deep breathe and smiled. Looking outside, it was a beautiful evening for a date on the boardwalk. I was nervous, its been years since I’ve been on a date with Michael.
Michael was sitting on the swing in dark blue jeans with a plaid button up shirt. He smiled when he saw me. “You look beautiful.” He said.
I smiled as he stood up and planted a kiss on my forehead. “Ready for tonight?”
I nodded as he grabbed my hand and we started to walk down to the board walk.
“So, what do you have in mind for tonight?” I asked.
“That’s for me to know and you to find out.” He smirked. “But it will be a night to remember.”
I started to get butterflies in my stomach, just like I did the first time we met.
As we walked down the boardwalk, we headed over to the amusement park. I started to smile. He remembered.
Our first date was at the town fair and he had snuck me out, since my parents hated him and did not like the fact that he was a ‘bad boy’, has my father put it.
Michael tugged my hand, “So where do you want to start? Your choice.”
I smiled as I pointed over to, what was called, the Thunderbolt. One of my favorite rides to go on.
We started to walk over to the ride, when I noticed him. I froze were I stood. He wasn’t alone. My father was standing right next to him.
“We can’t go over there.” I said as Michael looked to confused.
“What are you talking about?” He asked, as my father spotted me from the distance. I turned around and ran as fast as I could, pulling Michael with me. “What the hell is going on?”
I ignored him and kept running, until I ran into the nightclub, that was  far enough to explain. Once we got in, I hurried over to wear the bathrooms were.
“Are you going to tell me what the fuck is going on right now?”
“He’s here.”
Michael’s face froze. “Who’s here?”
“My dad and my ex. They were standing by the ride with a SWAT team. I have to let my brother know.” I pulled out my phone and dialed my brother’s number.
The phone kept ringing and ringing. He wasn’t picking up. I was getting worried. “How did they find me?” I asked as Michael was on his phone calling out to someone.
I tired to call my brother again, still no answer.
“We have to go back to the house.” I said as I started walk away. Michael grabbed my hand.
“We can’t. We need to stay here, my boys are on their way to get your brother and bring them to a safe location.”
“Michael, how did they find me?” I asked again.
“I’m not sure, I did everything to prevent them from finding you or your brother. My friend, Caleb, said that they checked the video footage of us all boarding the plane, but he can’t confirm for sure.”
Michaels phone went off and he quickly answered the text message. “Did they find my brother? Is he okay?” Michael had a sad look on his face, which worried me. “Michael, my brother is fine, right??” I asked again.
“I’m honestly not sure, but we do need to get out of here, now.” He grabbed my hand as we went out the back door.
Their was a black Hummer waiting for us. We jumped into the car and sped away.
“Jay, what the fuck is going on?” Michael asked the guy in the driver seat.
“Shit just went down and let’s just say I grabbed you guys shit and fucking left.” He explained, driving as fast as he could.
“Where’s my brother? Is he okay?” I asked.
“We got him just in time before they started to blowing shit up, but when we spilt, they caught the sight of Ren’s car and started to follow him. I tired to get your brother to get in my car, but I don’t think he heard me.”
“Where are they now?” Michael asked as he jumped in the other front seat and grabbed the GPS. “Shit, they are on his tail.” Michael turned to me. “Call your brother right now.”
I dialed my brother’s number. It kept ringing, until I heard his voice. “Tim, are you okay? Please tell me if you are okay?”
“Sweetie, I’m fine, but your wondering ex is on our ass.”
“Did you see dad?”
“Yeah, but about him, he’s never going to hurt us anymore.”
“What do you mean, Tim?” I felt like I was gonna throw up.
“He’s dead.” I went silent and froze.
“Elizabeth, hey, what did he say?” I dropped my phone on my lap and Michael quickly grabbed it.
“Hey Tim, its Mikey. What’s going on?”
I just couldn’t believe it. My father was actually dead? I hated him, but I never wished for him to be dead. I still stood, frozen.
All I could think of is that I went through all this trouble and my father ends up being killed. My mind kept racing.
Michael got off the phone and turned to look at me.
“Elizabeth? You okay?” He asked. I still went silent. “We are going to meet up with your brother in a little bit. They lost your ex in the backways.”
I looked out the window and stared through the glass.

We finally stopped driving when we got to a place that looked like a safe house. Michael looked back to me, but I ignored him. I was just overwhelmed with everything. I didn’t know how to feel.
I got out the car and fell to my knees. Tears fell from my face. I couldn’t stop crying. All I could picture was my father, taking Tim and I to the park, playing on the playground as he would watch from one of the park benches. Back to when we were younger and there was nothing wrong with my life. Back before I met Michael.
“Elizabeth, I’m here for you.” Michael said as he wrapped his arms around me. I didn’t feel that warmth that I felt before, nor how much I loved him. All I could feel was rage.
I stood up, pushing him off of me.
“Don’t fucking touch me!” I screamed. “You caused all this! This is your fault! I wish I never met you!” I slapped Michael across his face. My tears were starting to dry on my face because of the wind.
“It wasn’t my fault!” He said, but I didn’t believe him. “Can you please just calm down so we can figure out what’s going on.” I then saw another car pull up and Tim run out to me.
“No, I tired of listening to you! All you have done is ruin my life!” I looked over and Tim. “C’mon, I’m leaving.”
I started to walk over to one of the other vehicle that Tim was just in and got into the drivers seat. Tim got on the other side, but Michael stopped before I could close the door.
“You aren’t going anywhere. I know you are angry with me, but you and your brother going out on your own is a bad idea.” He paused. “I don’t want to risk you getting hurt when I could’ve protected you.”
I then sat down in the drivers seat and looked up at him. “Just like you protected me from getting beaten. You weren’t their for me, only after when I was left for dead. You never stopped him from beating me or raping me. I’m better off by myself rather being protected by you.”
I could see the hurt in Michael’s eyes. I knew he hated himself for happened to me. I knew it was gonna hurt him, but it was the only way he was going to let go of the door and let me leave.
I slammed the door shut, started the car and drove off.
“Where are we going exactly?” Tim asked after a few moments of silence.
“I don’t know. Anywhere, but here.” I said as we drove down the long road ahead of us.

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Chapter 16:
https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/09/24/my-writing-my-secret-love-chapter-16/