❛𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐁𝐄 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐃, 𝐈'𝐌 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐀 𝐌𝐔𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐑...❜ | 𝐍𝐨.𝟐

Chapter 10- The Truth...

You've probably been wondering about me.

Why i did it, what happened, and how i could possibly keep it a secret from Emma.

Luckily for you, all your questions are about to be answered...

~~~~~23 years ago, April 10th 2002~~~~
(NOW FROM YOUNG LAUREN'S POV)
I don't know what's happened, or how it happened, but my mummy is laid out on the floor, lifeless, my father standing over her looming.

I gasp, the noise apparent to his ears.

"Lauren! What are you doing awake?!" he thinks that me being up past my bedtime is the problem??!

"What have you done to my mummy?!"

"Mummy is fine, she's just taking a nap."

Everyone in this house thinks i am bloody stupid.

Stupid.

"No she's not! I know you did something to her!" i push past him to try take a closer look, but he pushes me back down, my small body collapsing.

"Dammit Lauren, go to bed!"

There's no way i am doing anything he says. He's not the boss of me.

I notice his army rifle hung up on the wall, above our plum sofa.

He said it was his Granddad's when he was in the war, but i know it works.

Without wasting any time, i hoist the weapon out of its case...and aim for my father.

"What are you doing you stupid girl! Put it down before i-"

Bang.

There it is.

The noise that took part in the murder case of my mother.

I didn't aim for where i wanted; i only got his arm.

It's a shame because i was aiming for his neck.

He falls to the floor in agony, "Argh!"

I rush over to my mother and shake her lifeless body, "Mother, please! Wake up wake up wake up!" it's no use.

I sit there, sobbing quietly to myself. The first woman who ever loved me has died.

           ~~~~~~~~present day~~~~~~~~

"That's how it happened?" i nod slowly.

I never thought i'd have to sit someone down and retell the events of that night, let alone to my girlfriend.

"Why- why didn't he tell anyone?"

"He said it was because he didn't want me to be in trouble, but it was clearly for the sake of the family image. He made me promise on my mothers grave not to tell anyone, and if i did?" i draw my index finger along the line of my throat, "I see..."

Emma sighs in frustration and curls her fingers into her scalp, probably not caring about the pain of it.

"Lauren, you know you can always come to me though...it hurts that you felt like you couldn't."

"It happened when i was barely an infant Emma, i haven't even told Rebecca things this deep. It's...not a memory i want to remember."

"I understand that...and i also understand why you kept it from me...i haven't been entirely truthful with you either."

My head snaps up cautiously. I have a feeling i won't like what i'm about to hear...

"The night before we left for Oxford...the case file got stolen."

"I- it what?!"

"Someone broke in...i called Andy first thing to claim and bag the evidence. They left a note... 'stop digging'...does that phrase mean anything to you?"

"I can't believe you didn't tell m-" i stop short at what i was about to say... "What happened to us, Emma? We've never kept secrets before..."

She hangs her head in disappointment.

Our relationship has taken itself so far as to keep things from each other. Honesty is all we wanted. But where has it gotten us so far?

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Thank you for reading <33

I know this was a bit of a shorter chapter, but it's one of those things where i need to get the information out early so it helps the story later on!

The chapters are gonna get much better from now on, i promise x

It's been a few chapters since you guys had a bit of a treat. Stick around for the next chapter to see what i mean 😉🔥