The Truth Untold

CHAPTER 7

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Emily looked at Jake. His face blurred and unblurred from her vision as tears threatened to fall down from her eyes like diamonds.

"W-what do you mean by that Jake? You-you believe what the police say?" Emily tried to hold the tremor in her voice.

Kaylee looked at Jake with dismay. "You heard what she said about the accident! She passed out before she could see anything, let alone kill Rachel"

Jake chuckled. "Everything is false unless proven true, Kaylee. You never know. I'm not trying to say Emily DID kill Rachel. It's just a possibility. You think I would be here telling her she's the killer."

Emily smacked Jake's head. "You idiot!"

"Ow... More evidence. Nice" Jake rubbed his head.

"I have come here to tell you all another thing." Jake got up from his seat and began pacing around the room.

"As you know, we have a suspect in our hand, Kane. I would like to start my investigation with him first. Just wanted to tell it to you."

Emily looked up at Jake. "And how exactly do you plan on finding him?"

Jake smirked. "Already did."

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Jake POV

Being a detective also required you to read others' body language. No matter how much a person tries, their body always gives it away.

And by the small analysis I did with Emily, I found out she was not the killer. Or she's a really good actor, which I highly doubt from our time at college.

She tried her shot at theater, but would embarrass herself every single time.

Emily extended her hand down dramatically as she looked down from the window.
"Deny thee father..."

"Emily! It's 'deny thy father." The director of the play placed his hand on his hip and dramatically waved his hands as he explained.

Emily coughed awkwardly and began once again.

"Deny thy father and refuse thou name..."

"Oh for the love of God it's 'thy name'" The director plopped down on his chair and massaged his head.

"Sorry sorry... 'Deny thy name and refuse thy father..."

"CUT! WHO CASTED THIS GIRL FOR JULIET?!" He finally threw his writing pad filled with dialogues and stormed out.

I let out a laugh under my breath remembering the incident vividly.

As I was saying earlier, Emily showed her true feelings when I said those words.

Her eyes showed betrayal, anger and largest of them all, hurt. The way her whole body shuddered showed me how much of an impact my sentence created for her. Her lips trembled like a leaf hanging on to a branch for dear life against a raging storm.

These thoughts raged inside my mind as I drove through the city streets towards Kane's location.

Finding out his location turned out to be easier than I thought. The police station, once verifying I was actually a detective and not  a drug addict working for him, they told me his address.

It was highly unlikely he would be living at the same house after all these years, but it would be a waste to miss such an opportunity.

Emily preferred to be seated behind along with Kaylee, which I understood completely. It was important to surround oneself with loved people after a tragedy.

Stopping at the red light, I peered at the mirror to look at Emily and Kaylee.

Emily looked out of the window with empty eyes. They weren't concentrating at one thing particularly. They looked distant. It looked as though she was recalling the events in her mind, trying to remember who killed Rachel.

Kaylee,on the other hand,focused on the surroundings. Her eyes resembled that of a hawk looking for a prey. Her gaze seemed to pierce through anything that went across her vision. But like a wave returning to the shore, her gaze often drifted towards Emily to make sure she was alright.

She stumbled upon my gaze through the mirror. She jutted her chin up, a gesture for a question of "what?". I shook my head and returned my gaze towards the road in front of me.

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Emily POV:

My mind raced through the entire ride. Memories flashed in front of my eyes. The van, the crash, the shadow and most importantly....the resounding silence afterwards.

Whatever Jake said made absolutely no sense to me. I am no scientific genius, but I've watched enough crime documentaries to know about forensic and DNA.

What puzzled me the most was, how was there no foreign DNA on her body. Heck, how was there no indication of someone even being on the accident except for Rachel and, obviously, me.

My thoughts immediately ran towards Kane. I remembered how much Rachel and Kane loved each other. Even if it wasn't perfect, Rachel was in love, there was no doubt.

After throwing him in jail, Rachel went through a mental breakdown. She began to blame herself, saying she should have forgiven him. I had never seen her like that before. And I will never get to see her like that again...

From how I remember Kane, he used to have luscious long hair. He loved to grow it out. He had piercings in his earlobes, earshell, eyebrows, tongue, wherever there was space in his body.

Rachel was attracted to this type of boys, who gave off "bad boy" energy. Tattoos were her weakness, and let's say his body was a canvas of tattoos.

I always used to be afraid of him because of how he looked. Rachel swore he was a nice guy. But after this, I'm not quite sure.

Who am I kidding? I am still fucking scared of this man. His name still makes me a shiver.

Even in high school, he was known for beating up people to the point of nearly getting people killed. He had been to the juvenile several times. It was like a visit to the park for him.

When Rachel told me she was dating this guy, I thought she was going completely nuts. I did not believe her until she brought him  in front of the whole highschool and announced their relationship before kissing him rather passionately.

Who knew this would happen?

No one did. Not even Rachel.

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