My hands shook as I sat in the cafe waiting. I turned on my phone to check the time. It was 8:15AM, Jaylen promised to be here by 8, he was fifteen minutes late.
What if he didn't want to see me? What if he changed his mind and decided this meeting was useless. I reached forward and took a sip of coffee, it tasted bland and I felt the need to spit it out, but I gulped it down instead. My nerves were frayed. My mind was running wild and my heart was pounding recklessly. The chair in front of me pulled back, the metal legs scraped the wooden floor and drew my attention. I lifted my eyes to see Jaylen, smiling down at me. He looked different… He was taller, his shoulder was broader and he'd grown to be handsome, breathtakingly handsome. “Jaylen…” I gaped, there were no words in my mouth He paused and his smile faded, a million thoughts were going through my head. I ran my fingers through my hair, trying to remember if I had combed it this morning. He left the chair and walked over to me, we were standing so close that I could smell his cologne. He brought his thumb to my bottom lips and with slow motions, he ran his fingers over it. . I was held in a trance and I was sent to another world where just the both of us existed. I was breathing him in, his essence, his warmth. “You're so beautiful…” he whispered and on his lips was a smile I spent many nights trying to forget, now he was standing in front of me and he was undoing all the pains and trauma of the past years. The years I spent without him. And all of a sudden, It felt like I never left him. “I've missed you so much.” he whispered and He pulled me into a tight hug, I closed my eyes and begged the tears not to come. After a while, I pulled out of the hug, because I was beginning to remember Neah and the happiness she brought to me. I don't deserve to be happy while she's laying in the grave. “Sorry I was late,” He said, breaking the awkward silence between the both of us. “I kind of panicked and… It's good to see you again, thank you for coming.” “Thank you too. You've grown a beard… You look so different. Your muscles are massive, what the hell?” He smiled, I watched his dimples sink in. “You're staring at me like you want to run away from me.” he said with a teasing smile. “You won't even imagine. You know the picture of those Greek gods that–” “So this is what you've been doing behind my back? So you've been cheating on me?” I turn around in shock and I find Nathan walking towards me, his features are contorted in a frown. I take a step back and my body meets the solid structure that is Jaylen. For a second, I'm not afraid. “Nathan…” I forced out “What the hell are you doing here, did you follow me?” “I decided to follow my wife and look at what I found… HowHow long have you been cheating on me? How long has this been going on!” “She's not your wife.” The voice cuts through the air like obsidian blades. It's firm and deep and unapologetically cold. Nathan weighs Jaylen, I watch uncertainty and fear cross his eyes but anger wins and he steps forward. “And who the fuck do you think you are?!” I turn to Jaylen and place my hand on his arm. I know what this must seem like to Nathan but people are watching us, the last thing I want is to cause a scene and drag Jaylen's reputation to the front of an entertainment magazine. He deserves better. “Please, I'm so sorry for this. Can we reschedule?” Jaylen places his hands gently on my cheeks but there is nothing gentle in his eyes when he turns to Nathan. “No, I'm not going anywhere without getting you away from this bastard first…” Nathan's brows came together in a frown, I had never seen him this angry. Jaylen was taller and obviously more stronger than Nathan, that might be the only reason why Nathan hadn't attacked him yet. “What did you just call me?” “You heard me, you little bastard. If I was there I'm sure Neah would still be alive. You should consider yourself lucky that I am choosing not to beat the shit out of you for the pain you've caused Diana. You should be thanking your gods!” I was too shocked to speak, too cold… “Where is Neah?” Nathan asked all of a sudden, his brows had dropped and now anger was replaced with confusion and a little bit of fear. A chuckle erupted from deep within my chest. Not from amusement, it was from hate, pain and anger. “Oh finally, you're realizing that she's really gone?” I ask Nathan. He froze and stood there, staring into the distance. “Let's go.” Jaylen whispered and I let him lead me out of the cafe and into the parking space. “This is your car right? I watched you pull up…. Diana? Diana, are you okay?” I opened the door of my at and the first thing my eyes landed on was the urn, holding Neah's ashes. “I need to get these clothes to the orphanage, I'm giving them out… Do you know any orphanages around here?” “Diana, you need to sit.” “I'm fine.” “Where is Neah!” the familiar voice yells. He's angry again. “Get into the car, I'll handle him.” “Where is our daughter!” “You left her the rain! I called you and reminded you to pick her up from school, you know she had myocarditis, she wasn't even allowed to shower with cold water but she was soaked in the rain. While you were petting the dog and laughing with Camille, Neah was dying! She died and you killed her. She had a chance to survive but you wouldn't pick up the phone, you cut our credit card and left me with no resources…” I was crying, I could not see Nathan but I wanted him to see his reaction to the truth. I wanted to see the pain in his eyes. With the back of my hand, I wiped my eyes and I met his empty eyes staring back at me. “This is very childish of you, Diana. First you follow me to the hospital, then you fake Neah's sickness, then you pretend you want a divorce and you're cheating? Gosh, how did I end up with this bitch?” My world slipped from under my feet. “Get in the car, we're going home and you're taking me to Neah.” “Are you scared of the truth?” I hear Jaylen ask and I know he's talking to Nathan. “You think so low of Diana, how can a mother curse her child with death?” “Neah is dead. That urn in the passenger seat, guess what it is?” Jaylen says Nathan spots the urn, he shakes his head. “Get in the car Diana, we're going home!” Nathan yells and he turns away.ARKArk stood in the bedroom opposite the house that Jaylen had bought for Diana. From his research, the house belonged to Diana's grandfather and had been passed down to her mother but due to her health complications, she had to sell the house for money. Jaylen had paid a lot of money to get the house back because the new owners weren't willing to sell initially. Their reason was because they had already settled in as a family. But of course they agreed once Jaylen flashed wads of cash in their faces. They had taken the money and started a new life someplace far away from here. And then Jaylen had gone further to remove every trace of the old family and transformed the house back to how it was before Diana's mother sold it. It wouldn't surprise Ark if he found out that Jaylen put to memory every squeaky floorboard and crack the house had decades ago and then recreated it. Jaylen was utterly and completely obsessed with Diana, to the point that it was dangerous.Jaylen, the most da
CAMILLE It had taken me about thirty minutes to drive over to the location but it had taken me longer to muster the courage to walk up to Diana's house. The last time she saw me, I was crying that she had hit my belly and I was losing my baby.There was no how to explain myself to her.I had just one instruction and it was simple. Lure Diana to a warehouse located outside the city. It was not easy but it was not impossible either. If I had gotten her to come to Yara last night, then I could get her to come with me. I just had to lie and say the right words. I kept thinking of Ashley, I couldn't stop thinking of my baby. I wanted her to be safe. If I had known, I would have packed our bags and taken her away from here this morning. Only if I had the money to start afresh. Tears streamed down my face, blocking my view of the house.The house itself was beautiful. The kind that people dreamed of living with their family. The neighbourhood was quiet, you could leave your child to play
CAMILLE “Or did you think I won't be watching you?” Ark asked in that deathly voice of his and Camille felt her spine straighten. Her grip tightened on the phone and she turned around but she could not see anyone, even when she could feel eyes crawling over her. There was no one in the dressing room with her, she was certain of that. And yet she could not be so sure. Her heart was hammering and slapping against her ribs and she fought to keep her legs from buckling and sending her to the ground. She was about to speak when the line went dead. There was a knock on the door but she could not speak up and ask the person not to come in. “Hey, are you alright?” Her manager asked as she walked in. Camille looked up at the woman's face but she could not see her. No, all she could see was the face of the man that had visited her last night. She did not think this through and there was no way that she could go back to the police station. She had underestimated him and that would be he
Light filtered into the bedroom and Camille lifted her head from her daughter's bed. She had not been able to leave her side for the fear that something terrible would happen.She did not want to lean on the thought, she remembered her father vaguely and there was something he told her that actually stuck. He said that people who thought of monsters were people that attracted them. And she knew deep down that thinking of Ark was a curse. She looked around the room and felt a little bit of relief. She'd never been this happy to see morning come and there was a new energy that came with the morning. Brushing her daughter's soft cheek she stood up and headed to the kitchen. She had locked all the doors and windows in the house. In her mind the killer could climb in anytime and put a bullet in her head. So she was taking preventive measures. Through out the night she thought of packing her bags and running away with Ashley, somewhere quiet and safe. But she knew that they would not sur
Nathan walked up the stairs carefully, he had the sick feeling that there was someone holding a gun to the back of his head and that person had a Ship tattooed on the base of his neck. He reached his office and he looked around before he entered. He didn't lock the door, in case he needed to run out. His brain was fried, he had no sleep at all and he was supposed to prepare for a meeting. He set his laptop on the table and with shaking hands, he pulled open the lid and turned it onThe door opened without a knock and he stood up in both fear and shock. Judy was standing there, with a file in her hand and a cold look on her face. But she did not fail to notice the sweat that had broken off on Nathan's face. “Mr Nathan Hawkins, my boss, sent me here to view the documents.” The documents, Nathan didn't have those documents. Not yet, he has spent the night locked up in his closet, fearing that the man would shoot him. He should have known that the killer was friends with Jaylen. W
There was a warm and heavy blanket draped over me, it was too warm and too heavy. Beads of sweat formed at my neck, down to my belly. I tried to roll off this blanket but it wouldn't fucking budge and… It was getting tighter, suffocating me. My eyes snapped open in alarm and I looked down to see lush black hair… I almost panicked but something kept me from screaming. It was the low snoring. Memories from last night filtered into my mind. And I realized that this wasn't an intruder and it wasn't Nathan either, it was Jaylen. I remembered everything. Images flashed in my mind, moans mingled with emotions that were shared many hours ago… resurfaced like ghosts searching for a resting place. I looked down at Jaylen and my heart started to beat wildly in my chest. He was fast asleep and he was holding on to me tighter than a vine hugged a tree. I looked at the clock on the bedside table to see that the time was 9:32 am. Jaylen never slept past 6 am and according to Rachael, he hard