The Darkest Obsession

Chapter 8

Lichelle

I twiddled my thumbs, waiting for a response from my brown eyed sister to speak up about her glum face as she forced me to pink roses in the clip at the back. The dress flattered every single curve, and I had no idea if my stalker watched as I dressed like an angel. I looked at my phone occasionally only to see the fucked-up photo shine at me like masterpiece.

The dress has net flower work and has beads by the off-shoulder part. Brisha's taste was as good as my ass that lifted to the tight dress. Caitlyn's eyes showed emptiness, even though this was like a good girl bachelorette and had only wine to keep me away from those aunties. I looked at her, my eye drooped down, my life was a movie, and I was the side character to death. Great!!

I looked again at my cousin who's tall, lengthy body stood behind me. Secrets are a dangerous and most of the time leads to death, worst part is finding out the truth. '' Spill.'' I turned around, my poker face that Drake said leave in your bedroom. My eyes grew softer, but my face grew stronger. Her eyes everted mine as she walked away, as if my tapping of my feet wasn't warning enough for her.

'' Caitlyn Singh!'' I shouted her foot stopped in its track and turned slowly her eyes turning dark red. I began to soften taking slow steps to her fair face, cheeks to turn red after she tears herself up. I could sense the doubt ever since Brisha made her aware or sunk things into her ears. My hands glazed her cold cheeks, and she spilled a saying, '' A secret for a secret.''

Secrets we have kept from small became a saying, the fact that she could sense a fear wringing around my breath was evident. Abuse became our secret and maybe the occasional touch or peak through the door. My shadow would listen as if our worry was like a compliment for him. Sick like the drip of sweat that forms on my forehead as I turn to look at the window.

I nodded maybe us both getting killed would be better than one, right?

Caitlyn's eyes shut, pulling away from my touch, the last time she did that there was gun in front of her, and me holding her frantic body. I knew that slight movement meant he crept back but when her face looked disappointed at herself, she was always held by the past. '' Rhys...'' My words drifting of fast.

She described them as grumpy and sunshine, what a great trope for books, not real life. I pulled her onto the white bed that would soon taint of blood, that of two men who are after a dangerous side of me.

Her eyes never tear, the gold eyeshadow that underlined the top of her eyes was going to smudge if she rubbed her aching eyes. Biting my lips in synced with her, a glance that only we understood. '' He never left Lichelle.'' A sigh leaves my chest. '' Caitlyn, don't say...'' I knew exactly what would rip her mouth out.

'' The I love you, means nothing if it isn't him.'' Trying not to shout her and make her feel worse than she already does. A loveless marriage for a man who left on a edge of a cliff, a gun to her temple and tears flying leaving her alone with her dark thoughts.

Can you believe is this sunshine was covered by dark clouds just because the war of love Rhys bitch started in her heart. She never knew why he left he just did as she ran for her life. He always said danger lurked him and his youngest brother, for a man learning accounting it surprised me. When I found her leg scraped, sweat dripping every inch of her hourglass shape and a gun to the head... I knew she was pushed to burn too far.

'' Why him?'' Caitlyn met Ravi two years ago, she fell for the name and the fact he wanted to be a doctor like our brother, it already sounded toxic from the start, but I bought into it especially when his hugs felt of Ravi even though his eyes were completely bore onto his nurse besides him. I rolled my eyes to myself; Brisha's words were coming out my mouth. Soon I would probably call my stalker to fuck me till my brains shit out.