One: The Unfortunate Hit

Carlos POV 

The view on the road was blurry as tears clouded my eyes. Still yet, I was reluctant in driving. Just determined to get home and lay all my burdens on the bed.

I was just coming from Stanley's, my boyfriend---maybe not anymore, because he just broke up with me.

We've been together for almost two years and I've always considered Stanley's apartment my second home.

He said he never wants to see me again.

His words played on repeat, an echo that no amount of blinking could erase.

"I'm sorry Carlos. I just--I can't do this anymore" he said to me when I was about to kiss him after a shower.

I got to his house around 10:00pm and took a shower first as I was exhausted from work.

Wait! Does he think I'm cheating on him?

It's really difficult to know he'd broke up with me, when he gave no reason at all.

I didn't want to go home, not to that empty apartment.

I sniffed and allowed the tears flow freely from my eyes.

I look at the time in the car and it's almost midnight.

The street is nearly empty, just few cars present on the road.

The streetlight gave a warm pleasant view, with it's pale yellow light driving away the darkness to hiding.

The air in the car felt suddenly heavy. I tightened my hands on the steering wheel, clearly ignoring the signs of speed limit.

My phone buzzed for a moment. I was anticipating Stanley's call so I didn't hesitate to check my phone.

I seem to have lost my attention while on the phone that I missed the lane.

The car darted from the road and hit a shadow beneath the streetlight.

I hit the break immediately and widened my gaze as I wondered what had happened.

My hands staggered on the wheels as I sighted the lifeless body on the ground. It's a woman, she was clearly on the walkway, but I ran her over.

"What have you done! You killed her!" A man came banging at my window.

I was afraid and didn't know what to do. He was banging on the window so hard like he was going to break it open.

He put his phone on his ear and was talking to someone. Is he calling the cops? I feared.

I could hear siren sounds from a distance, how did the cops get here so quickly?

 I hit the gear quickly and took off.

The cops were still on my tail, relentlessly chasing after me.

My heartbeat raced like a man being stabbed, I could no longer control the wheels.

I suddenly kicked the break and the car came to a stop, while the siren cars surrounded me.

A man in a cop's uniform and distinguished hat, knocked at my window.

I whined down the glass, revealing my face to him.

"You're under arrest sir---for the crime of murder" he waved his badge at me, while he spoke with pride, like one who has done a tough job.

I rolled my eyes and got out of the car. I was suddenly not afraid anymore, maybe because the sheriff isn't as scary as I thought.

Of course! He's the sheriff, his hat shows it.

I stretched forth my hands and let him cuff them. I then walked into his car while he drove to the station.

Guess! I had to spend a night in the cell, since I couldn't get a bail.

I'd blame Stanley for this. I didn't kill that lady---he did.

Must be wondering why I'm so crazy about Stanley right?

Who wouldn't love a black guy with awesome braids, brown eyes, adorable abs, muscles and a large dick?

Stanley, has everything you'll need in a man. 

He's got strength like a superhero---agility during sex. 

Gosh! I love it when he pins me to the wall and says the word "you're mine".

'BAM!' his hands bangs the table, pulling my attention.

It was morning already, and I'm sitting in front of the sheriff's table in his office.

He's opposite me, staring eyeball to eyeball at me.

"Do you derive pleasure in hurting people young man?" He asked me with a concerned gaze.

I smirked, looking less bothered by his question and unwilling to answer.

He suddenly frowned and called my name "Mr. Travis!".

Of course! He knows me. It's not my first time in his snare.

"I won't speak to you, until my lawyer arrives" I said and crossed my hands.

"I'm afraid, you won't be needing that" he said to me while directing his gaze to the door.

I turned around to see what he was looking at?

"Shit!" The exclamation slipped from my mouth as I saw who walked in from the door.