It wasn't me

Chapter 20

Rose

My suitcase rolled on the pavement while the moon was shining with it’s light hue and the street lamps were harmoniously shining down on the pavement with their golden light. I was walking along the sidewalk silently not sure what to do.

A few hours before…

“How could you keep that away from me Rose?!” Jay shouted at me, his anger on full show. He never got mad at me, much less shouted or raised his voice. “You were sexually harassed by a man while you were out and you didn’t even bother to say anything.” He said and he massaged his temples frustrated. “You know I really tried to help you. I really did. I let you stay here with me, pay rent, everything…but you’re no good for me. Just…go away Rose.” He said a bit calmer this time, not even looking at me.

So I did. I made his wish come true. I went away. Packed my things and left.

Present

I was still debating if I should stay in a hotel overnight or just go to my apartment. If I wanted to feel 100% safe I could pay and stay at a hotel yes but I was also paying amenities for my own apartment that I haven’t been in for almost a month. I was gone for such a long time and it was time to go back. When I left there was a chance I was just paranoid and no one was in so now, after a month, no one is there.

I made my way back home as bits and pieces of the way Jay reacted still played in my brain. Yes, I hid something that was a big deal from him but I was afraid of what he could do too. If he wanted to go to the police station for those damned notes, God knows what he would have wanted to do if he would’ve found out I was harassed.

With a deep breath and a huge hope, I unlocked my door and made my way in. Everything was the same as I left it, so…was I paranoid the whole time and no one was in here? I had some valuable things in this place so if they wanted it, they could have taken it.

Making my way into the living room I was hit by a strong smell, cigarettes. I haven’t smoked for a long time and I’m sure as hell I don’t have neighbours that do. Cautiously I turned my head towards my couch and there I was someone that I thought and hoped I wouldn’t see in a long time. His hair this time shaved and a long scar running down his face but he still sported the same red jersey that he did that day.

With a twisted smirk etched on his lips after detecting my fear, Cole chuckled as he sat on my couch. His face still had abrasion scars and scratches down half his face and his left eye was shut, celery unable to open from the way Eunha stomped on him. I could notice a couple of teeth missing and he seemed to have a dislocated jaw. He looked terrifying and that wasn't even remotely close enough to describe how this monster looked like.

"How did you know I lives here?" I whispered, trying to not show fear because it was evident he fed off of it. But it was hard when you were alone in a room with a vengeful sociopath.

"I got eyes and ears everywhere, butterfly. You just got kicked out of your friends apartment like half an hour ago, no? I got a text from one of my boys saying he saw you.
Your pretty boy is a wanted man, what made you think it would be safe to be walkin round unarmed at this time?" Cole asked in amusement.

“How did you know I lived here?” I reinforced my question since he didn’t answer.

“I just know, you have friendly neighbours who are willing to help a man.” Cole smiled at me smugly. I felt a lump in my throat form, just at the sight of the vile creature before me.

"What do you want from me?" I really tried not to show fear but I couldn't hide my trembling hands and the tears welling in my eyes.

"I just want Eunha. This ain't got nun to do with you, baby. Just tell me where he is and I won't do shit to you." Cole whispered as he caressed my face gently. I felt my tremors intensify once he began to stroke me; my lips quivering along with my voice.