They sat at the red light, Beth's leg bouncing violently as she waited anxiously for it to turn green. Unbeknownst to her, Chris screwed his eyes shut and his upper lip twitched.
"The light is green!..."., she nudged him., "...Why aren't you going?".
"What is going on?"., the generalised australian accent sounded through the car.
"Just fucking drive!"., she exclaimed.
"Oh, we're driving!"., he spoke quickly, starting to drive.
"So what's going on?"., he asked.
"My daughter and nephew are stuck at the top of a ferris wheel".
"Oh..."., he cleared his throat., "...You know, I saw a photo briefly when I was looking around your place today".
"You were there?"., she asked confused.
"Briefly".
"What stressed him out?"., she asked as she tried to keep her mind of the threat of two of her family members falling to their death.
"That photo of you and your daughter, she looks a lot like Chris".
She looked at him and cleared her throat, scratching the back of her neck.
"Yeah, ok. It is his".
"He figured out that much..."., he cleared his throat., "...why didn't you tell him?".
"He always talked about how he didn't want to be a father".
He scoffed and shook his head as he stopped at a red light.
"You'd think that if he didn't want to be a father, he would use protection".
She smiled, chuckling softly.
***
They arrived at the carnival and the sight in front of them was horrifying. Dozens of police cars and ambulances, all flashing their lights. She hastily got out of the car and pulled up her dress a bit as she started rushing through the crowd, to the ferris wheel.
"Move!..."., she yelled, pushing past everyone., "...Move out of the way!".
She saw a crowd of people standing around the front of the Ferris wheel, some shying away from whatever was in front of them. She pushed passed the people and come face to face with a multiple blankets covering up what looked to be bodies. 5 to be exact.
"No..."., she whimpered., "...please don't be".
She frantically looked around and saw Caleb pacing back and forth, his hands on his head and Max sitting on the ground by a blanket, his head in his hands.
"Caleb!..."., she yelled out, rushing over to him., "...Please, don't tell me Nellie's under there!".
"I told her not to go on there!..."., he spoke, his hands shaking., "...I-I told her and— told her, told her, told her— I told her it didn't look safe, but she didn't listen to me!".
Her breathing started to go unsteady as she walked over to the blanket that Max was beside, removing the cover.
There she is.
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Broken Trust
RomanceBeth is an FBI Agent and Chris is a serial criminal. They are high school sweethearts, but broke up after graduation because they wanted different things. She wanted to be in law enforcement and he wanted to pursue his path of what he believed was b...
