MARIA
THE NIGHT OF THE MURDER
I pulled over right behind the pub, there was a massive crowd around the house
-the uncompleted house that now beheld a vicious crime scene.
"No" I shook my head in denial as she was zipped in a body bag before being rolled into the back of the ambulance.
"Ruby" I softly called, loosing every amount of strength that I had at the sight of her lifeless body being contained in a bag.
"No" I began to yell as I tore off the tapes in an attempt to get to her.
To hold her, to shake her.
That maybe she might wake up-
"She's gone"
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"Cheers" I raised my glass to Aaliyah before downing each shot. I exhaled before my eyes scanned the decoration
MARIAHave you ever wandered what it'll be like in an alternate universe, that maybe if you had done something a little differently, that you would have turned out different.Have you ever been scared, so much that you'd wished badly to go back in time? And just right those thousand wrongs?In an alternate universe anyways, i picture Ruby in a white dress but this time, not with the blood stains of last night, but with the brightest smile as she'll contemplate whether or not to wear her floral veil.I picture her in front of the mirror, cupping her protruding belly through the white dress with her moderate makeup and her her slightly puffed lips.In an alternate universe, i would be there, smiling always, bracing her for the moment that she'd been waiting for, the moment when she'll exchange her vows with the love of her life, with Jacqueline right behind her.We could al
JEFFNote, the words in her diary areboldlyitalized.~Dear Diary,I was always the type that had my nose buried in any of the latest books back then, to some people it seemed cool-the way i stood away from the assembly, or the way i restrained from having friends. Today, Friday the thirteenth of March, 2019I had m
WUMy eyes were swollen, and my vision hazed with the tears that threatened to fall.My gaze fixed on the photograph i held in my hands, this was black and white and the ends were already moist from the tears that had soaked the paper."Sometimes i wish you were here. With me" I sobbed, shaking my head before turning away from the photo. The photo of both my dad and mum in her wedding dress, the only photo i had of both of them.I turned look at my snoring grandmother who laid so peaceful with her eyes closed.It was as if every direction i turned was just pain, each moment, i felt
AALIYAH"You were the last person she came in contact with that night" She started with a glint of suspicion in her eyes."And from the content of the text messages you exchanged, you didn't seem too happy about Jeff?" She said, laying emphasis on that night. "You said and I quote, you lying son of bitch" She said again. "I didn't do it, I swear" I interrupted. "I hope you die soon and I get to do it" She said and then I broke."Why shouldn't that be considered as a motive for murder?" She said."I.." I stam
JACQUELINE"I can't be here again, you don't understand, I'm innocent" I yelled as they pushed me into the poorly four cornered room with the only thing fixed, her gaze.She ruffled through some papers before adjusting her glasses to get a good glare at me, it was adms if she patiently waited."So what's your story?" She asked, terribly frustrated on sighting me.It's like she was tired of the corners of this case that she wanted it to close so badly but bye grin her partner gave as i walked in, he seemed the opposite.He was intrigued, almost excited."Actually, we want to know less about you and-" He paused."And more of Wu and her involvement in the murder, there's no covering up" He said with a sheepish grin. 
MARIAWhere were you last night?" She asked a simple question as my hands quivered on the other side of the table."Maria Esteban Ramos" The investigator fluently called out.In a frail attempt not to make eye contact, she stood before walking over to me."Which of them?" She asked."It was none of them" I replied."None of my girls are capable of murder" I said, mostly to convince myself."Then maybe you are" She replied as she crossed her legs."You all had lots of enemies, probably even amongst yourselves" She said, lowly."She jumped, didn't she?" I lied, wiping my tears."I don't know what you heard, but she was murdered" She walked back to her seat.
WUAddiction, a habit or practice that damages, jeopardizes or shortens one's life but when ceased causes trauma.Addiction, no matter how fancy one describes it, it damages. It is the fact that you do something, you know hurts you.But just keep doing it, because of something temporary, something you feel.~Wu is a softie.Beneath those thick yards of woman material that craved drugs was just a really just a messed up piece of shit.Her own words.And those tomboyish impulsive behaviors was just to show the world a whole new picture, a picture of someone you shouldn't mess with.But after Ruby's death, there was this side that we had seldomly seen-the broken side.And the self blaming and torturing side-The side that reminded her, she got so much to loose-What she didn't know, she believed could hurt her or
AALIYAH47The instant the song that displayed on the monitor of my laptop changed, there was a message that popped up by the corner-an email.The notification chirped in my headphone, bringing my attention to the message.Miami Medical Teaching HospitalThe header was boldly printed, then followed by the word, acceptance-I sighed one of relief as i navigated my cursor around before clicking on the notification.A precise, short letter marked by the words-Residential Program, Accept, Start, Pay-My eyes scribbled for the important words as a smile crept it's way to my lips.I knew i could really use a win with everything that had been going on."Are you smiling at your computer?" Mother teased, her arms around the