This story is about Milo and Ophelia who have known each other since childhood. As they become teens Milo falls in love with Ophelia. One day Milo mysteriously disappears.and Ophelia stumbles on something she shouldn't and a dark past is brought to...
I look in the reflection of my laptop and see Ophelia she got my green eyes, blonde hair, and plump lips. She was my world but now I don't want my daughter anymore. I no longer have the love that I did for her four days ago what will do? Where will I put Jackson's body? What will I tell Crystal? I was pulled from thoughts when the men I hired to help with my plan of killing Milo came to ask me "sir, are you ready to dispose of Jackson's body?"
Those words rang through me slipping back into thought I wondered if it was truly a simple plan like I thought why is my son be dead? How did my own captive and who used to be my daughter kill him? And why did Jackson have a gun in the first place? "Sir, are you ready?" one of the men asks yanking me from thought once more. "Oh, yes. Have you made it look like he killed himself?" Chase shakes his head, yes and we walk toward the door to take care of Jackson.
REWIND FIVE DAYS AGO
Hello, I say to Chase and Cris they are identical twins who I have hired to help kill Milo. They both have fluffy brown hair, blue eyes, plump pink lips, and carved-out cheekbones they are both twenty years old, I needed someone young to help with my plans.
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Inspo of what chase and Chris look like if you don't like it they can always look how you want :)
"I will tell my wife Crystal that I'm going on a fishing trip with you two and Jackson. We will bring the boy after I and Jackson take him then you will kill him and toss him off the boat." I pause for a second giving time for the plan to sink "Do I make myself clear?" I ask "yes boss," they say in sync "ok, you are dismissed."
I hear a knock at my door and I shout come in I see my son he looks just like Ophelia. They have the same eyes, lips, and nose the only difference was he had black curly hair. I never wanted a son it was such a letdown when our first child was a boy but then crystal had my daughter. That was truly the best day of my life when Ophelia opened those beautiful green eyes.
"D-Dad?" he stutters Pulling me from thought
"what do you want? can't you see I'm busy?" I ask in an annoyed tone
"Yes sir, I just wanted to talk to you about your plan," he says I give him a go on look.
He continues with "do you really want to do this?" he pauses and grabs the back of his neck "I mean like don't you think it will just hurt Ophelia? Or what if she finds out that we did it? You know how she is."
"How would she find out? Would you tell her? Now, you know how I can be I'm not afraid to get rid of you either." Jackson gulps and says, "I would never tell her it was a stupid thought I should have never questioned you." I was growing angrier and angrier by the minute so I pinch the bridge of my nose and said, "you can leave now I'm done with this conversation."
He nods then goes to leave with his head hung low but stops in his tracks, turns towards me, then asked. "Why are we doing this to her in the first place?" I slammed my hands on the desk and yell "because Jackson, he wants to take Ophelia away and I'm not letting that happen no matter what it takes!"
