WHO KILLED VICTORIA? | Complete

Chapter Seven | When The Walls Cave In (PART I)

Samuel's POV

I didn't know what to say to her. After knocking out her father and walking out of her house, I felt like I had already lost all hope of her looking at me the same way, and now all she would see was a monster. I found myself wondering what could have Damian said to her that would make her go all psycho on me, but right now as we sit in this car, all I can think about is how radiant she looks. How enchanting her black eyes and obsidian dark hair are. I wanted more time, I needed more time.

"I don't know what to say," I switched my gaze to her as I grip firmer on the steering wheel, feeling its leather on my arms. "I must explain myself but I can't if you don't tell me what lies Damian fed you." My throat stiffened as I said his name, worried about what he might have said to her.

I ought to kill him, I thought to myself, a thought I can't say out loud because the word kill is probably the last thing Victoria needs to hear after what I just did to her father. I don't know what entity took over back at her house, but that wasn't me who hit that man, it was something else, something beyond my own essence. "You know exactly what he said to me, Samuel." She spat without a care in the world. She didn't bother turning to look at me or give me any sort of attention and completely disregarded me.

For once, feeling like I don't exist seared deeper than a flaming knife piercing through your skin. Her ignorance killed me, and I didn't wish to feel it any longer. "What do you need to know?" I ask, hoping for a way to fix this and go back to where we were.

I understand that I sought to kill her at first, but that was before I fell in love with her and her uncanny soul. Victoria was the type of girl that people don't usually go for, probably because of fear, but ended up falling for her the second she let her walls down; and the Victoria I was speaking to now was the Victoria that everyone hated at school—the bitch I rejected.

"I will do anything," I added, hoping for a reply, but I got nothing but the silent treatment. I don't know if she was worried that my intentions were still the same, or if I was still seeking to harm her. But whatever Damian said to her before I came had her held on a leash, a leash made of metal, and that leash was going to be very hard to break.

I turned on some music for the road to avoid the awkward silence. I played 'Mirrors' on my phone and turned to look at her to see if she would remember that it was the first song she played when I handed  her my phone to put on some music, but sadly she still gave no reaction whatsoever.

She simply looked out of the window and into the skies of this ugly town. We were driving past the school, and it just hit me how disturbing this school looks with its broken walls that look like scars. How the school's entrance looks like a faceless man begging for help.

How the class windows look like cages holding in years of pain and agony, but I don't know if I was right, or if I was simply reflecting my current emotions onto the school so I wouldn't have to deal with them. I tend to run away from my emotions ever since I killed Christina. My father always said that love is the one thing that can truly break someone, and funny enough he was the one that broke me. T

hat's exactly why I can't lose Victoria because, without her, I would revert to being that broken man who once knew a life filled with love and joy—the man who understood that the grass was greener on the other side and never gave up. I wouldn't sacrifice anything to witness that man shining brightly once again. The figure standing in front of me every time I look in the mirror is a man who knows no love, one who only sees darkness and finds desperation and tragedy in the happiest moments. I cannot continue feeding into that man.

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I parked next to the Loveborn's house and got out of the car. I didn't know why or how I got here, but here I am, standing in front of their front yard with a sledgehammer in my hand — the same sledgehammer that my father gave me to build my first tree house. "Use it well," I whispered to myself as I remembered holding it the first time when I was nine years old and was getting ready to build my first tree house.

I remembered Ray, the first dog I had as a child. I remembered all the nights Ray and I spent in that treehouse because my parents were too busy getting drunk and abusing each other. Then, suddenly, the memories stop, and all I feel is anger.

"What are you doing here?" I hear Damian make his way towards me. He was wearing black shorts and had no top on, his voice alone sent bullets of rage up my spine that made me feel alive, and by alive I mean angry.

I completely ignored his question and made my way to his Lamborghini, slamming my sledgehammer into its windshield, and then the windows on both sides. The sound the glass made when it broke brought me joy in my heart, and the look of surprise and disbelief on Damian's face was worth a thousand words alone, "You ever talk to Victoria again," I turn towards him and pause to catch my breath, "ever again," I repeat with a smile so big and bright on my face it could light up the entire block, "your face will face the same judgment you cunt."

Damian was so shocked that he didn't move from his place. His feet were stuck to the floor and his body trembling in fear, "I will fucking kill you!" I hear him yell as I get into my car, "You're fucking dead you—" He yells again, but the sound of music was loud this time and I couldn't hear whatever he said afterward.

I turned to look at Victoria only to find her looking at me with fear in her eyes, and that immediately erased the smile I had drawn on my face, "What's wrong love?" I ask as I pull closer and try to hold her arm, but she pulls her arm back and keeps staring at me with no emotion drawn on her face. All I could see was fear, fear of me, and it felt like my heart was ripping into pieces and I didn't know what to say.

My tongue twisted and words were colliding into each other in my head. "I said I love you too," She finally says, "but now I'm not too sure." Her words caught me by surprise and the world suddenly felt smaller, it felt as though the entire universe and its answers were hidden in her eyes.

I completely forgot the part where she said that she isn't too sure that she does anymore because those three words are words I never expected to hear coming out of her mouth. "What did Damian tell you?" I cry, but she goes back to looking out the window and minding her own business.

If only I knew what was going through her head then maybe I could fix it, or at least say the right thing before it's too late, "Please Victoria." I add, and finally, to my surprise she takes a deep breath and turns to face me with her mesmerizing eyes. "Fine," She says, "I'll tell you everything but you must promise to say the truth to whatever questions I have and answer everything honestly." Victoria added with her sweet voice.

"I promise," I say, barely able to catch a breath, "nothing but honesty." We drove off back to the mountains where we sat the last time. The same mountains that I was supposed to kill the girl i know love and get rid of her body. The same mountains that I now fear plan the same destiny for me that I once planned for Victoria.

As much as I wanted to go talk to Victoria and fix things, the fact that she chose that spot baffled me. Was I going to be killed by Victoria Blane? I found myself wondering as I left the car, and I immediately remembered that I had a gun under the seat. I reached down to pick it up and put it on my waist for safety measurements but I couldn't find it.

Panic overtook me and I started irrationally thinking about where the gun might be until the sound of its load answered my question. "Looking for this?" I look up to see Victoria aiming the gun at my head, with a smile on her face, a smile that scared me and sent shivers through my whole body, "I am not going to kill you, but I need this to stay on me for my safety," She lets out a deep breath and looks around at the mountains, "Now. Shall we?" Victoria adds as she races up these dark shadowy mountains of Rivervine, leaving my heart racing alone at the bottom, waiting to be tamed by his queen once more.

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