MEMENTO

GUILT.

GUILT.

FRANKLIN

. . .

DECEMBER 31ST

  I am back home. I am so excited to surprise the love of my life. I've been away for so long. The only person keeping me alive was Olivia. I have dreamt of this moment for so long. Of course, I will also surprise Nate. I am making my way over at Oliva's.

  I got out of the cab and paid the driver a huge tip. I sigh out with happiness. I see that Nate's car is already in Olivia's driveway. They are already hanging out without me. The look on their faces when they see me is going to be priceless. I tried opening the front door, but it was locked so I tried with the back door, and it was unlocked so I headed inside. I look around but there is no sign of them, so I slowly walk upstairs, and I hear muffled voices. I walk towards her room and the voices are clear. My heart sinks to my stomach. To disprove my fears, I slowly open the door and I see my worst fears coming to life. Olivia cheating on me with our best friend. No remorse on her face or regret or even guilt. This is not the first time this has happened, I feel it. I close the door and I leave the house. I feel nothing, no pain, no sadness, nothing. A part of me does not even want to believe what I just saw. But I can't stop thinking about it. I love her and she loves me. Why has this happened? Is this a joke? Has to be a joke. She would never do this to me, she loves me, she has always loved me. This is not true, this can't be true. She is the love of my life so why would she ever do this to me? Everything I need to know is in that house. From Olivia.

  I sat by her house, hiding. Waiting for Nate to leave. It is Nine PM. He eventually leaves the house and drives away. I left my bag on the grass, behind the tree. I knock on the door three times and Olivia opens the door. She sees me and her smile turns into fear. Then she tries to smile again before hugging me and kissing me. 'what? how are you here? you were supposed to be here at fourth' she says while letting me in the house. Its finally time for me to ask her some important questions. My back turned against her. 'Do you love me, Olivia?' I asked her.

'What? of course I love you, Frankie.'

'Right...then why would you do that to me?' I ask her when I turn to look at her.

'Do what? I have no idea what you are talking about.'

'You know what I mean, I saw you, Olivia. I saw you with Nate.'

'I Don't know what you mean by that'

'I know you cheated on me!' I yelled at her. Something I shouldn't have done.

'Please sit down and let me explain. It is more complicated than that.' She says while walking over to the couch.

'No, I am not sitting down. Why would you ever do that to me, Olivia? You betrayed me. You betrayed my trust!'

'That's not what happened. It—'

'How can you even do that? You...have never loved me.'

'That's not true. I have loved you forever and I still do. But—'

'Then why would you cheat on me? Answer me. Answer me!'

  She went silent. She has no response. She has never loved me, it was all a lie. I have been made a fool. She played me, used me, manipulated me. All the thoughts clouded my judgement, and I grabbed a vase from the coffee table, and I stuck her on the head, as hard as I could. Olivia collapses on the floor. Blood gushes from her head. I may have killed her. I stand there, doing nothing. Still holding the remaining vase in my hand. This is not me, I would never do this to someone I love especially you, Olivia. But you, Olivia, you made me do this. I would have never done this if I wasn't so angry at you, this is your fault. We had planned so much together, the memories we made. All gone down the drain and for what? few minutes of pleasure? I Would have given my life for you but in this case, I may have taken your life instead. I have loved you since the day I laid eyes on you. I will not get caught for this. I Know who to blame for this. Nate. He was unhappy that Olivia chose me over him. Convinced her to cheat on me with him. But unfortunately, she would not leave me for him. It was just a fling. Nate got jealous, obsessed, full of hatred. Olivia was fearing for her life and wrote a letter to her parents in Chicago about how she feels unsafe in her own house. And when Nate knew he could not have her. He killed her in rage. If he couldn't have her, then no one could. He struck her in head with a vase, killing her.