Chapter 8 "Cole is a suspect?"

JORDAN-

I sat in the room, when the doctor entered, I asked him and he told me all that happened. I was in shock as I was unable to take it any longer. What was Lee feeling, the aggravation he was going through was tremendous and horrified me.

I waited, for quite a while he didn't come to shout on me. I was going off the deep end each passing moment where I was unable to see him. He didn't come, it’s been two days and he hasn't arrived, I moved up the bed and peeped through the window he wasn't there. Clark told me that he had locked himself in his room. I beseeched him to take me to Lee, yet he proved unable, as a matter of fact gave me a bizarre look when I asked him as I despised Lee and now was crying to meet him.

It's been three days; I was deteriorating as I didn't have the will to eat anything or open my eyes until Lee is standing before me. The days passed by however Lee hadn't arrived, Clark gave me every one of the updates yet it wasn't making a difference.

My eyes were dying to see him, I sat in that very corner for seven days without moving. Clark came and had a go at all that could be within reach to put life in me, yet fizzled.

"Where is Lee? What's going on with him?" I asked as Clark returned after checking on Lee, he offered a similar response, it didn't rouse me by any means.

I got news that Lee at last opened the door, I grinned as perhaps I can see him now. I was starring the door, hours passed by however I saw no indication of him. Then, I heard strides hurrying towards my room, I got up removing doctor's hand from my wound and lastly saw him entering, his eyes said nothing and he hurried towards me.

I felt vivacious when I saw him, I needed to embrace him yet he didn't let me. He lifted me in the air, I actually couldn't express a word. Here, I was asking to see him but he faulted me for his dad's passing. I was demolished when he blamed me, all that I went through for him was all to no end as he thought of me as a killer. How might I kill his dad, man I was fucking bustling grieving for your dad and petitioning God for your well-being. I was crushed, and words couldn't escape from my mouth. I tried to understand his agony, but didn't let out the slightest peep. The doctor tried to shield me yet I was excessively occupied to look at him without flinching that I didn't mind what the doctor spoke.

Cole said upsetting words, and I kicked him without saying anything, I was excessively feeble to hit anybody and fell on the floor. What in the world did I expect, what was I expecting? These people are beasts, I attempted to give motivation to my sentiments and disdain Lee, yet fizzled. I was unable to say anything terrible about him but cry.

Lee's face had zero feelings and looked dead, as though his heart was taken out, they left and I was reviling my life. The doctor again tried to apply balm on my injuries however I didn't let him.

“What happened to him?” I asked the doctor.

"When Jasmine died, he ended up being crazy as outrage rushed in his veins. Now that his dad had passed away, he went totally quiet and is busy in middle of opening the secret behind the homicides. If something more awful happens I'm afraid he will go completely insane as his psychological stage isn't entirely steady taking a look at the number of incidents he's gone through." He said, expressing that Lee's condition is more regrettable than ever.

I was truly terrified for him, in light of the fact that the sort of work he did accompanies death and sorrow, how might he not face another death of someone close to him. The considerations killed me within, I didn't want him to lose his mental soundness.

I some way or another ate something, but soon heard they are going on a war. I peeped from my window and saw Cole killing one of their men. I was shocked as these people can kill anybody without feeling any remorse. I took a gander at Lee he was standing like a sculpture, scarcely portraying any emotion. I was all the while starring at him and panicked when Cole looked in my eyes. I loved animals but Cole was another animal that I hated, I sat on my bed as everyone dispersed from the nursery.

I was unable to rest the entire evening, pondering what will happen next. Lee will go after in the Stake’s manor, how am I supposed to sit inactive, and do nothing when Lee is at serious risk of dying. One of Lee's men entered and locked both of my hands with chains, I was unable to move from my place, perhaps Lee arranged them to lock me, in the event that I run.

The sun is about to set now, I saw no indication of Lee and didn't hear anything about them, nobody entered inside. I was unable to see people around as I used to see them, talking and smoking cigarette sometimes. I was used to this place now, not that I cherished the climate here yet found it ordinary than I had first shown up. I wasn't frightened of weapons and shots or on the other hand assuming somebody dies before me.

I heard horns honking, it was him. I arrived at the window some way or another and saw vehicle's entering. The quantity of men was less, my eyes looked for Lee. I glanced around and saw two men getting down from the car. It was Cole and Lee, their arms were bleeding, Cole was seriously harmed however when I saw blood on Lee's arms, I yelled.

"Doctor, he's hurt. Treat him." I shouted moving my chains, my eyes were loaded up with worry as I peeped from the window.

Lee looked towards me and saw me battling. I don't have the foggiest idea what he was thinking, I couldn't care less if he sees me as a killer, I just wanted to see his wound and let the doctor treat him.

Clark called few people from the clinic already, as he probably was aware people will die and get hurt. Everybody went into in the room, it was extremely crowded, my eyes looked through his'. However, he didn't come. Wasn't he bleeding? Why is he not in here?

I couldn't say anything as everybody was busy with something, a few minutes later, everybody got a space to settle down and I saw one man standing while his legs were bleeding severely. I felt pity and moved from my bed.

"Sit here." I expressed pointing towards my bed and he sat on it automatically.

"Thanks." He said and I smiled in generosity.

Somebody came and checked the status of him. Not long after, one man entered with keys in his grasp. He freed me from the chains and I was especially befuddled as I didn't know what was happening. He didn't tie me with anything and requested that I walk with him. I don't have any idea where he was taking me, yet I strolled discreetly.

I ended up before his room. Lee ordered us to enter, he gave over the keys and affixes to Lee and left. We were both alone in the room, it was not the initial time but rather felt outrageously odd.

“Your hand is bleeding.” I said as he didn’t even go to see the doctor.

“Was Cole with you that night?” He said ignoring me, wait is he suspecting his head bodyguard? He has a tendency to blame everyone.

"No, why would he be there?" I said and swallowed an enormous measure of saliva.

“Why did you kick him.” He asked, why is he questioning me. Go and ask your fucking bodyguard.

“Because he talked nonsense. But I don’t think so you should blame him, or even suspect him for your father’s death.” I said as I believed Cole isn’t the real murderer, am I crossing a line here?

“Oh! So, you had the strength to kick him, but couldn’t speak one word that day.” He said taunting me. I was fucking out of my senses, you dumbass, when I saw you in pain.

“Yeah!” I said, I was simply saying everything opposite from what my mind was asking me to say.

“Why do you think he isn’t the murderer…… because you are?” He again started talking shit, can’t he act like he’s human for once. I fucking didn’t kill your father but I will kill you. My demons cried on the inside. What kind of man is he?

“Are you dumb……?” I said and quickly covered my mouth with my hands. Couldn’t I be more polite?

“Huh! What?” He scoffed at me and run his fingers through his hair. Don’t do that… stop it…. Just fucking stop it …... ugh! He looked so hot; he has this perfect physique that everybody craved for. I was good looking and handsome, I worked a lot on myself as I was fat when I was a boy, but he was like…. God literally invested time on him.

“Stop….” I said in a low voice but he heard it.

“What?” He asked and folded his arms.

“Isn’t it hurting? You are moving it continuously… can you just stop it.” I said and he smiled towards me. He stood from his chair and moved in my direction.

“Are you worried?” He said, he took another step in my direction and came exceptionally close to me.

“I think Cole isn’t the murderer because I think he genuinely loved Mr. Mathew, and he loved Cole like his own son.” He stopped and turned around, saved by the bell. He sat on his chair while touching his temples.

“Oh! So, you know him too well, don’t you?” He asked, why isn’t he stopping.

“Just let me go, Clark would’ve treated everyone by now, I need the ointment.” I said as he was acting weird and things were quite uncomfortable for me.

“Huh! You’ve made connections here, I see. Cole, Clark…. Who’s next?” He asked taking something out from his drawer.

“Why am I even here? Can’t you let me go. Is this another way of torturing me. Haven’t you had enough?” I said as things were going out of control and he was being a dick.

“Apply something here, stop this freaking blood from dripping. You were in the doctor’s cabin for days; you must’ve learnt something by now.” He said passing me the cotton and beta din.

I walked in his direction and he removed his shirt, fuck... was it necessary? My eyes went wide and I fixed my throat in nervousness. I looked away from his eyes and focused on the wound. It looked like the bullet had hit him slightly leaving a scratch. I cleaned his wound and covered it with a bandage. He was staring at me and the only sound we could hear was of our breathing which was increasing every second.

“Done, I said and started moving away from him.

“Should I trust you, that you didn’t kill them.” He said, I knew he was talking about Jasmine and his father but I was still disappointed.

“Never mind, when you can’t even trust your brother like friend.” I said looking him in the eye. He went silent for a few seconds as I had a point. I didn’t like Cole that much, but blaming him, Cole was with him every time how can he doubt his loyalty. I started walking and he stopped me.

“You have to be here, no more doctor’s cabin, I see you are fine so don’t take the space up there, give it to the needy ones.” He said and I didn’t have much of a choice because I was not living here willingly. He grabbed the chains and strolled towards me.

“Can you just not do this.” I asked thinking he is understanding my pain.

“You are not on a vacation here.” He said and tied my one hand and locked the other end with the window. He took his laptop and sat next to me. What is he trying to do? He took some pen drives and played a video.

“What happened to the camera here?” He asked, I got scared and felt sweat on my forehead.

“You were doubting me because of this?” I asked while wiping the sweat and trying to hide my panic.

“Of course, what were you doing that night?” He asked again but was very calm.

“Now you are going to believe me?” I said as everything was so unreal.

“You like seeing me angry, don’t you?” He threatened me with his eyes and I went silent.

“I was sleeping, you saw it with your eyes when I came to check on me.” I said mocking him and he fixed his throat.

“I should’ve stayed and watched every action of yours, maybe you were just acting.” Who made him the mafia? He is dumb as fuck.

“Why do you pay your bodyguards then?” I said ridiculing him. He should’ve put his guards on watch when he doubted me this much. Probably the bad idea because I wasn’t actually sleeping that night.

“Here, see? Cole enters in the fifth floor, then the sixth and then the seventh… there’s no sign of him after that.” He said, why was he talking to me about this. He looked at me with curious eyes and I panicked.

“How would I know, I was sleeping. What are you playing at?” I said and stood up walking away from him in a very fast speed but tripped. These chains, they never fail to embarrass me.

“Ha-ha-ha!” He laughed so loudly; this was the first time I was seeing him laughing. He looked happy and I smiled.

He put his hands on his temples and rotated his fingers on them, wow… he looked so freaking handsome. He then, run his fingers through his hair. No, not this. You shouldn’t be doing this.

“Stop it.” I said to him and he stopped laughing, and came to pick me up. I felt something weird very time he touched his hair. He picked me up, trying to hold his laugh.

“No need to hide it, I’m already embarrassed, so either stop it or laugh openly.” I said frowning and he stopped.

I stood up and sat on the bed. My eyes got laid on the footage and saw Cole hiding behind the pole.

 “Oh!” I gasped loudly and he came running towards my direction. He took the laptop in his hands and got shocked. He saw Cole hiding from the camera.

“Fuck… this wasn’t supposed to happen. My heart killed me when I first thought about him being the murderer. But now, it can’t be Cole. Cole is my brother.” He said, and I could do nothing but sit still as now, Lee will get hurt more severely.

I knew he was torn in between whether to suspect him or listen to his heart. Cole loved Mr. Mathew, he won’t kill him, and I was certain about it but why can’t Lee trust his own men?

I could remember what the doctor had said, about him losing his sanity. I grabbed his hand and told him to calm down. He moved away from me, I stood up and hugged him from the back, maybe it could help. He stopped for a few seconds but soon pushed me away. I saw him leaving the room, he was hurt and disappointed. Why is he the one who’s always suffering? Now that I got to know about Lee’s life, I realized his wasn’t born with silver spoon. He tried so hard and is still struggling a lot as I knew he cared for Cole a lot.

It’s been a while since Lee left in anger, I couldn’t leave the room and roamed around in order to find what was happening. Is Lee alright, I knew Cole was not the murderer, it can’t be him. But felt really bad for Lee as now he had to go through another massive tide of emotions.

I walked near my bed, my legs got stiffened in one place and my heart beat paced up, I tried to slow down my breathing as I heard a sound of a gunshot. Lee won’t kill Cole, right? What was this sound then? What is happening downstairs? I peeped out of the window and saw Cole was rolling down the stairs covered in blood and Lee was running after him.