CHAPTER FIVE
As army drove in silence, I felt the city’s cool breeze and liveliness outside the window. Though I couldn’t shake off the feeling of being watched completely, but with Army by my side, I felt a sense of safety.
We finally got to army’s apartment it was a very small one, but the street looks and feels calm that I couldn’t help but think.
“I think I’ll be safe here” I thought.
Army unlocked the door, and we stepped inside. I took a deep breath as a sense of relief washed over me. For the first time since I got released. The apartment was cozy with few touches that made it feel like home and I absolutely loved it.
Army quickly excused herself to the kitchen. I sat in her small living room while waiting for her show up.
Few minutes later, army came back with a cup of steaming coffee.
“Here” she said handing the cup of coffee to me.
“And welcome to my humble abode” she said, with a broad smile plastered across her face.
I returned the smile, while I took the coffee in silence.
“Can you tell me all that happened now? You’re looking so different and I’m worried and curious to know everything” She said, as a worried look took over her smiling face.
I took a deep breath, trying to process everything. “Like I said earlier, it’s a long story”
“And we have the whole of the night to talk about it,” she cut me off casting me an angry glare.
I smiled a little before starting to fill her in on everything that had happened to me.
Flashback.
“ Camellia, go check who’s at the door” my mum had called out to me.
I was in my room on that fateful day when we heard a knock on the door. While mum and Lucia were both busy in the kitchen and dad busy in his study room, I was the only one who’d be able to go get the door.
I slipped into my flip-flops as I made my way to the door. Not knowing my life was about to take a new turn. I opened the door to see some angry looking police officers. I was surprised to see them in our house, and just when I was about to go back in to call my dad. One of the police officers spoke.
"Are you camellia smith?” One of the police officer who looked friendly asked.
“Y-yes “ I stammered
“And you know Eric caddel “ He asked further.
“ Y-yes”
“Camellia, who’s there? “ my mum’s voice cut in from the kitchen.
“The cops are here” I replied her.
“Cops?” She asked. While I turned to the officers.
“What’s going on?” I asked.
“Eric caddel was found dead in his apartment last night…” the cop’s words hung in the air, heavy with implication.
“My hands became sweaty and shaky and a feeling of uncertainty rushed over me.
“And his death wasn’t as a result of suicide.
I stood there like a statue trying to process all that I’ve heard, the only thing that keeps ringing a bell in my head is “ Eric is dead”
“Eric dead? How?”
“ oh my goodness, Eric is dead?” Army’s voice brought me back to reality.
“I nodded my head, wiping the tears that slipped out of my eyes, as I continued.
“Eric caddel was murdered in cold blood last night in his apartment” he said.
And my mind drifted away, thinking of who could have killed him.
”Miss Camellia," the cop who noticed I was lost in thought called me back to reality.
“ what do we owe this visit for? “ my dad’s voice came from behind me. He was standing alongside my mum and Lucia. Guess my mum had gone to inform him the moment I told her about the cops.
“Good morning Mr Smith, your daughter here is under arrest for the murder of Eric Caddel” he announced.
“What!” My family and I shouted in shock.
“Murder? I didn’t kill anyone” I replied with my hands shaky and sweaty. I was scared even though I know I was innocent.
My father’s eyes narrowed slightly as he watched me interact with the police.
“What do you mean she killed Eric? They’ve broken up for a month now and they haven’t seen each other since then.. so,what bullshit are you saying?” Lucia retaliated, obviously pissed.
“Please kindly come with us to the police station” the cop said, ignoring what Lucia had said, as he made his way to me pulling out a cuff.
“I’m not going to the station with you guys, I honestly have nothing to do with this. I haven’t seen or spoken to Eric since our relationship ended” I replied hiding behind my mum.
My dad, who had immediately gone silent since the outburst, spoke up.
“Why are you accusing my daughter of such a criminal offense? Eric is her ex boyfriend doesn’t mean she killed him, they aren’t even talking so what do you mean?” My dad asked.
“Eric was found in his room in the pool of his blood and the last person he called was your daughter, mind explaining that Miss?” He asked looking so impatient.
My dad went mute after the cop words, he couldn’t believe Camellia was still seeing Eric after everything.
“That’s a lie…Eric didn’t call me, he never did “ i replied in my defense.
The cops payed deaf ears to all I said and forcefully pulled me away.
I pleaded with my dad to do something, but the old man was so pissed and instead, he said
“ I’ve always warned you about that guy, but you wouldn’t listen and claim it’s love
Now, see where it has landed you, YOU MURDERER”
“What?…you mean your dad said this to you?” Army’s voice had draw me back to the present again.
I nodded my head giving her a light smile.
She was about saying something, when we heard a loud bang on the door, fear gripped me immediately.
“Who’s at the door?
“Are they finally here for me?”
Tons of questions running through my mind as she made for the door.
“I’m coming….” She said.
CHAPTER ELEVENThey weren't just watching, they were inside.They both stood outside, and a deafening silence enveloped the air.Amy reached out to Camellia's hand in panic, squeezing it tightly as her wide, terrified eyes lingered on the bold black message written on the wall.Camellia's facial expression remained neutral, showing no signs of fear or comfort, just her gaze on the wall. Her heart thundered in her chest, each beat echoing like a war drum.Slowly, Camellia began approaching the door, scanning the shadowy corners of the apartment, suspicion laced in her eyes.“Amy…” she whispered, her voice barely heard through the palpable tension. “ I think someone is still here”.Amy nodded slowly, a cold dread settling in her stomach. “ The door was locked when we left right?”“Yes…I locked it myself” Camellia replied as you got hold of the door, ready to swing it open.“Cami..we can just run, we don't need to go inside,” Amy said worriedly.“No! My documents and letters are still In
The weighty accusation from Mrs. Caddel lingered ominously in the atmosphere, reflecting the harsh reality of Camellia’s current situation. Her heart raced, pounding in her chest as if it might explode.“Mrs. Caddel?” Camellia murmured, her voice barely audible. The name was a painful reminder she had desperately tried to erase from her life.The woman in black emerged from the limousine, moving stiffly, each step a poignant reminder of her sorrow. Her dark eyes held a harsh intensity as she locked her gaze on Camellia. Once vibrant and full of life, the woman’s features were now marked by deep grief, transforming her into a figure of bitterness.“Yes… you monster,” Mrs. Caddel spat, her voice low and filled with venom. “You took my son from me; you took my only child and shattered my family.”Amy quickly intervened, positioning herself between Camellia and the furious woman. “Mrs. Caddel, please. This is neither the time nor the place for this, and besides, Camellia has already serve
The words of the enigmatic man lingered in the atmosphere, causing Camellia’s heart to pound violently against her chest in response to the unexpected and unsettling revelation. “You… know him?” she managed to whisper, her voice fragile like ice on a frozen pond.The man, dressed in a dark suit, remained completely motionless, his dark sunglasses obscuring his eyes. He simply nodded slowly and deliberately. “Yes, I know Eric Caddel.”Amy, still positioned protectively in front of her friend, stepped closer, her body taut with tension. “That’s not an answer! Who are you? How did you know Eric? And why are you here now?” Each question escalated in volume, tinged with a mix of fear and anger.Ignoring Amy’s question, he casted his gaze fully to Camellia.” Camellia, I’ve been searching for you ever since you left the hospital…”“Why?” Camellia trembled with apprehension.“Because I want to help you uncover the truth. As someone who had a close relationship with Eric, I’m aware he wouldn’t
“Who are you?” Williams’ voice emerged again, this time more assertive.At that moment, the flickering lights stabilized and brightened.As he fixed his gaze on the figure before him, Williams couldn't help but wonder who it could be, his stare intense and focused.“Well, well, if it isn't the ‘demi-god’ himself,” a harsh and mocking voice sneered.Ethan, who had remained silent up until now, quickly stepped forward to protect Williams. “What do you want from us?” he demanded.The tall figure, wearing a perpetually bored expression, said nothing as he revealed his face with a smirk.“Dan?” the two friends exclaimed in disbelief.“Low peeps,” he responded, still smirking.Dan is the leader of the "Beat Tones," a rival band infamous for their jealousy towards Williams.“Dan,” Williams said firmly, “what do you want?”With that smirk still in place, Dan took a step closer. “Just here for the show, Will, and I’m disappointed it turned out to be such a waste of time. Guess you guys only kno
**CHAPTER SEVEN**Lucia remained in the living room, sobbing uncontrollably, her tears streaming down her face—a manifestation of her father's apathy and the deep sorrow she felt from Camellia's absence.Meanwhile, in his study on the second floor, Mr. Smith approached his reading desk, his eyes falling upon a photo frame resting there. With Smiling faces within: himself, his wife, a young vibrant Camellia, and a cherubic Lucia. He picked it up, his gaze lingered on Camellia as his hand unconsciously brushed over her image, a flicker of something unreadable _regret? Longing?_ as his mind drifted into a blank space. A sigh left his lips, a sound heavy with unspoken emotion.He placed the picture back on the desk and left the room, quietly shutting the door behind him as he made his way his bedroom.Upon entering the bedroom, He found his wife lying flat and pale on the bed. He cautiously approached her, studying her face intently and releasing a sigh.Her face was a disarray; remna
CHAPTER SIXCamellia felt her heart racing as Amy approached the door, unable to shake off her sense of discomfort.Noticing her tension, Amy glanced over and offered her a reassuring smile.As Amy reached the door, and opened it,she came face to face with an angry looking woman. “ when do you intend to repay me ? Do you plan on living in my house without paying for the rest of your life ?” The woman demanded angrily.“Ma’am Jane, I assure you that I will repay you soon” she responded with a calm demeanor.Old Ma’am Jane’s expression turned into a tight scrowl, her eyes narrowing as she glared at Amy. “ Do I seem like I run a charity here? You need to settle your debt quickly, or I’ll have no choice but to kick you out,” she warned, giving one last piercing look at Amy before storming away.With the door shut behind her, Amy exhaled In relief and returned to her seat next to Camellia, a touch of embarrassment coloring her cheeks.“Sorry you had to see that, she’s been on my neck for w