Girl With The Heart Full Of Revenge

You Always Were A Bitch

Abrelle's POV 

"It's been a month," she says. "How is it possible that they have nothing to tell us!" 

"You need to calm down," he tells her. "Getting upset is going to do nothing to help us." 

"He's dying" she cries. "How can you tell me not to get upset? The police have found nothing. The doctors know nothing." 

I sit there looking at them feeling completely numb, emotionless. One single emotion and it all comes tumbling down.

Genesis and Elliot have had this exact same conversation every day. Every day for an entire month. 

Tonight is exactly one month since I came to live with Elliot. 

"Abrelle," Elliot looks at me. "What do you think?" 

We're sitting in his living room talking about nothing. The police have been unable to find anything that leads to a suspect. The doctors keep telling us there is no progress in Noah's condition. 

I go to work everyday and run the company. I come home, cook dinner, and put Natalia to bed. Then I buy a bottle of wine and go to the hospital. I sit in his room and drink it. 

The wine helps with the nightmares.

Work. Eat. Hospital. Nightmares. Repeat. 

The only time anything changes is when my PI calls me. I hired a PI after the police said they had no evidence three weeks ago. 

He's been following everyone, taking picture, writing everything down, and reporting to me. 

And when I mean everyone, I mean every single person I suspect. 

Elizabeth. Stephan. Elliot. Macy.

Kyle Stone and Aria Stone recently became new suspects. 

He's following them as well. The only person I trust is Will. 

"Oh you're asking her?" Genesis scoffs. "She is incapable of thinking or feeling anything!" 

I don't look at her, I just sit there listening. Taking everything in. 

"Enough," Elliot says angrily. "You're not helping."

"Are you even listening to us?" Genesis yells at me and I look up. 

"Yes," I answer, no emotion in my voice. "I'm listening."

"So tell us," Genesis says in a mocking tone. "What do you think?" 

I think my PI has evidence, but I will keep that to myself.

I don't trust Genesis to keep her mouth shut. 

"I think," I say as I stand up. "I'm going to bed". 

I'm not going to bed, I'm going to the hospital. But I don't tell anyone that. 

In fact, no one knows I go visit Noah at night. Genesis thinks I haven't seen him since the accident. I don't care what she thinks. 

"You're going to bed" she scoffs. "Do you even care about Noah? I mean, when was the last time you went to see him?" 

And there it is. She asks me that question every day. Every day since I moved in, she asks me about visiting Noah. As if, I would ever go see him with her. 

"Abrelle," Elliot says. "We need your help if we're going to figure this out". 

We? There is no we between Elliot and me.