All Chapters of Death Of A Rivera: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

"Ellie would like to go on a little excercise sometimes. At least an hour per day. You seem to have a good amount of land and lawn, so Mrs Grayson can give her some walks. Then she won't be any trouble" Will said.I looked over at Ellie who was trying to get a mouthful of my dress into her mouth. I didn't try to stop her, just enjoyed watching her.Ryan chose the perfect moment to drive into the yard and we could see him through the glass doors as he carried a crate from the back of the Jeep."As long as she has all her supplies, she'll be good" Will handed Lucas a paper. I'm not sure what's on it but Lucas looked thoughtful before signing it.I watched as Harry and Larry helped carry Ellie's supply into the house. The supplies constituted of 3, 40 pounds of dog food, mesh bag of toys and of course, her bedding.Ryan came in next with a Durapet stainless steel dog bowl and placed it in fro

My alarm went off and I shoved my blonde hair away from my face. I slept off with a terrible headache last night. After going through those papers and sticker notes Lucas sent to me, I tried to find possibilities and facts that Jacob killed Ethan. I just couldn't find any.I rolled out of bed finally and slowly so I don't trigger whatever pain there is left in my head. Ellie sat upright and stuck her tongue out. She insisted on laying on my bed last night and I didn't have the strength to fight with her.My phone chimed with a message and I reached by my bedside to get it.Lucas: Good morning :)I don't know Lucas to use smiley faces. He looks like a big buff guy who'd use emojis with caps and leather jacket. If there were any. Morning. :)He didn't waste any time to reply.What do you have planned today?

I know when I have a headache because it's the most terrifying pain you could ever feel in a short moment before it leaves. I felt a little bit stuffy and tried to remove the blanket from my body but a searing pain knocked my head.Damn! I didn't even drink much. It was Jacob's fault. He lured me into having a drink with him and then from there, we had drinks. I know I shouldn't be drinking cause my gun wound hasn't fully been healed but...I just got caught up in the moment.I finally dragged the blanket off of me and rolled to my side. I shit my eyes immediately I face the window. The sun was so bright and my windows where wide opened.There was a shuffling noise by the couch and I turned my head to tell Ellie to be quiet but I gasped when I saw Lucas.Or I'm just hallucinating? It's the third day but I didn't expect him to be home so early. I smiled."Hey you""

Lucas sat beside me and took my hand in his. I don't think I've ever seen so much emotion go through him before and now he's doing it, it has me warm  inside so I smiled. Like a really happy smile."You two are a wonderful couple" Mrs Simpson breaks our a little moment and I chuckled nervously. I knew my cheeks were ruddy and all so I just turned to Penny instead to hide my embarrassment."Thank you" Lucas speaks for both of us and I was really grateful for that."So, Mrs Simpson. Are you ready to tell us what happened?" Lucas asked the older woman and she was quiet for a while as if thinking her answer before she smiled with a nod."Yes. I think it's better I tell someone" she said. "Penny, get them something to drink" She said to her granddaughter and the girl rushed off. An obedient loving girl. I wonder if she knows Autumn.Living in a mansion, you don't even realize you have neig

The night could've chosen a better way to end but no, there just had to go ahead and be a noise at my balcony side. I sat up against the headboard and strained my eyes at the balcony side. It was dark outside and I had left the window opened because of the heat and now, I'm terribly regretting that decision. Ellie did not even stay with me last night. She was too sick to walk up the stairs and I was too tired to lift her hairy big body.Asking who was there was definitely a bad idea and I'm affirmative that someone is at my balcony. There was another movement and I crawled out of bed careful not to make a sound. Could it be the robber from that night? Or Mr Simpsons murderer.  What does he want from me?I slipped my feet into my slipper and slowly walked to the door but before I could reach the handle, the cocking of a gun was head.°°°°°I turned around slowly to see a man in blac