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🏩 prod by mars
START HOW DOES ONE HANDLE MURDER? The simple act of killing another human being for whatever gain, maybe money, love or status. See, I don't know how to deal with my husband being accused of murder, and by a little boy, no less.
I sat still faced in the living room of my large mansion. I should mention there are multiple police officers rummaging through our things. I remember even crying as one of them broke the heel of my Gucci Slingback heels. " Alright Mrs. Everett, unfortunately, we have not found anything regarding the accusations towards your husband, my team and I will be leaving the premises. " One of the officers spoke to me.
As he and the policemen began to leave, I scoffed loudly and got up from my position. " Unfortunately? You dare say that shit to me? " I let out a tiraide of curses under my breath, " My husband is not a fucking killer! " I immediately the guards to throw them out.
' I'm spiraling. ' My knee bounced in nervousness. What was going to happen to us. Diego couldn't hurt a fly..not even kill someone? ' He's lying to you ' No, he's not. I inhaled deeply and calmed my nerves. Am I in denial?
KNOCK! KNOCK!
" [F.NAME] are you in there? " My husband's voice rang out. I rushed to open the door and wrapped my arms around him. " I'm sorry that you have to experience this, " His voice lifts my mood, " I know with my status this is just a simple rumor to defame me. " I nod while still clinging to him.
I was woreied for him. He didn't do anything and these people were trying to ruin his reputation.
[DIEGO EVERETT]
I felt my blood boiling as I sat in the interrogation room with my lawyer, Henri. My veins looked like they could pop at any second.
This was my own fault, I knew I should've killed that fucking brat the first time. Two weeks ago, my first division captain contacted me about a worker that apparently had harassed [F.NAME]. He was a common douchebag hitting on women when they were clearly uncomfortable so I took it upon myself to rid the world of one less asshole. Unfortunately, he had family. A little brother about 14 years old who had come home to witness the sight of me standing over his brother with a bullet in his brain. The boy and his brother had apparently been quite poor, only living off his brother's salary and part time jobs. He was just a kid..
In my heart then, I felt bad. Now all I want to do is smother the little shit. " Remember, don't say anything. " Henri reminds me when he says the officer walk into the room. " So..Diego Everett huh? Never thought we'd get an elite in here. " The man chuckles. How funny..it would be so funny to rip his fucking eyes out. Hilarious even.
The man begins to ask questions some of which Henri either answers or flat out stays quiet. After a " good " 2 hours, I was aloowed to leave. All I wanted to see was go snd see my beautiful wife and stay in bed with her. I really needed to fix this.
" Everett! " I heard voice call from behind me, " I got my eye on you.. " The detective says before walking away. Henri seemed to have sensed my rage and luckily I had a reputation to uphold because if not that detective was going to get bludgeoned with whatever I could find. " Henri..find that detective's name and information now. " I ordered as we stepped into the vehicle. He nodded, " I know what you will do with it, but don't do anything insane, you already have one accusation on your hands "
I know, Henri. I know
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🛍 RIHANNA'S BACKUP DANCERS 6:34 P.M. EST
TRUST FUND: @[F.NAME]oh my gosh, Diego is all over the news the right now!
BITCHY SOCIALITE: They're having a fucking field day, you don't think..
CUTE EDITOR: What the fuck are you implying Jenina??
BITCHY SOCIALITE: I'm just saying the Everetts were always kind of...yk in some suspicious business.
SUPERMODEL: my god, you are horrible Jenina.
TRUST FUND: I mean..she's not like wrong you know, didn't something like this happen with his dad like 20 years ago?
CUTE EDITOR: The Coleman case was solved years ago, it wasn't his father.
SUPERMODEL: Shouldn't we be focused on how [F.NAME] is feeling right now..
CUTE EDITOR: Monica is right, how would you feel if your husband got accused of something he didn't do.
BITCHY SOCIALITE: How would you know he didn't do it? He's always been kind of mental, like that one time [F.NAME] wanted to go clubbing and he threw a fit.
TRUST FUND: Jenina I think you made your point, I understand you care about her but that's her husband you know?
TROPHY WIFE: Thank you.
CUTE EDITOR: My gosh..[F.NAME] are you okay?
TROPHY WIFE: I am fine, Diego is home, they couldn't find anything on him regarding to the murder.
SUPERMODEL: I'm glad to hear that! See Jenina.
BITCHY SOCIALITE: 🙄
TRUST FUND: She's salty lol.
I stare at the open messages a little before feeling my husband's arms tighten around me. I was happy for him to be innocent. Call me crazy but I just can't believe my husband is even capable of that.
Sure, Diego is a little possessive but..who isn't. I look at my lockscreen and see countless notifications from articles and groupchats.
DAILYMOTION NEWS CEO Diego Everett of the Everett Family, has just today, been released from police custody pertaining the accusation the murder of one of his employees, Dante Shepherd. We will keep you updated on anything that case finds.
