One-Chapter Stories (MILD)

Cheia Olives

Cheia Olives

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a continuation of 'Will you still hold on?'

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"As of June 21st, 2027, the court hereby charges Abraxas James with second-degree murder on the murder of Hera Mhartina. Mr. James will be sentenced for life in prison and executed on his last day."

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July 20th, 2028.

It's been a year since my beloved Cheia has died in the hands of her best friend, Hera Mhartina. And yet I was to blame for her death.

After she pulled the plug that was keeping Cheia alive, I leaped at her and choked her to the ground until she could no longer breathe.

"Now she won't have to suffer because of you."

Before I could regain control, my fingers wrapped around the nearest sharp object and I stuck it in her throat until she bleed to death. Next after that, I've been thrown in jail.

Cheia and Hera's parents wanted justice for their daughters, and they had me paying for it.

"AJ," Officer Reagan called, "you have a visitor."

'AJ' had been a nickname they called me the first time I made it here. A few had beat me to a pulp after finding out why I was serving my time here. The leader of the cells, Theodore Edison, 'Big Ted' as they would call him, had recruited me into his group and honored me protection from other inmates.

"Tell them I'm not accepting," I replied from my cell.

"You're gonna want to have to take this one," he said eagerly.

When I got into the visiting chambers, Cyrus and Milo awaits me. They've been visiting me more often so than our other friends-which I'd understand, considering what I had done to my now dead girlfriend and her best friend.

"How you holding up here, bud?" Cyrus asks.

"Dude, you have got to stop asking him that every time we see him," Milo retorts.

"I'm just concerned for our serial killer here," Cyrus replies. "Prison can fuck up your brain."

"I'm still alive guys, don't worry. How are things going on with the others?"

Both of my friends looked at each other, and the hidden message they gave was clear that something was up.

"What?" I asked.

Cyrus was first to speak, "We don't know if you heard the news yet, but we don't want to freak you out either."

"What. Is. It."

"We believe that Cheia is alive."

Cheia? My Cheia? Alive?

But that's impossible. She's supposed to be dead. Hera killed her.

"That's not possible. I saw her die when Hera pulled that plug!"