WHO KILLED VICTORIA? | Complete

Chapter Thirty Four | A Painful Crime

QOTD: WHAT HELPS YOU WHEN YOU FACE WRITERS BLOCK?

Christina's POV

2 Months Until Victoria's Death...

I saw him, standing there so tall and firm. Not once did Samuel manage to fail me when it came to looks. His shoulders were like two giant boulders on his body. His beard trimmed to perfection, hair messy but yet so delegate. His tattoos looked like they belonged on every fiber of his being. Like little stories scattered across a broken piece of fine diamond. I remembered his lips touching mine, intertwining like a new wedded couple slow dancing while everyone steps aside. I missed how he made me feel whenever his arms touched my waist. When he leans in to place a kiss on my cheek and sends flowers down my entire body. His body and mine were meant to be together, our souls were meant to be together. At a point in time, I would have given everything away just to see a smile on his face. A boy hidden in a man's body. Like stepping into a onesie that was a size too large. Or an utter psychopath as he liked to word it.

When I saw him enter that mansion's door as I made my way down the stairs, I didn't think of the night in his car, or all the things he said to me ever since I came back. I didn't think of how he chose Victoria over me, or how he simply forgot everything we have been through together way before she even came to existence, but I couldn't picture ourselves together anymore. Samuel hurt me, he properly, fucking, hurt me, and I refuse to fall apart at his sight anymore. Until I saw it happen all over again. Until I saw him choosing another over me, once again. I couldn't bear the sight of them together, giggling in the kitchen and exchanging looks as they sip away on cups of red wine. I couldn't be a second choice anymore. It killed me. It ripped me apart, and I must do something about it.

It's been a week since Samuel first came to this house, and into our lives, well, Damian and Isabella's lives, and everything about him is bugging me. I tried talking to Damian about how Samuel is stealing his love from him just like Victoria did with mine, and he immediately retaliated and avoided the topic about how he is so in love with his step sister. I feel sorry for the pain he must be going through. After all, he knew Isabella ever since they were nothing but children, so young. Ever since him and her, and Victoria, were nothing but a bunch of kids running through town or riding across on their bikes. Eating at every candy store they could lay their eyes on. Yes, he definitely cheated on Victoria with his step sister, but I blame Mr. Loveborn for this. Damian and Isabella have been together for ages as Damian said, it was his father who came in the middle and married Isabella's mom — when he knew Isabella is his girlfriend. Very Rufus Humphrey of his father I must admit, but I understand why Damian hates Victoria so much now. Because that bitch, as he said, drunk out of his mind, talking to me as I pee at night, willingly threatened to ruin him, even when she knew the story. I was shocked at first, but I came to the realization that Damian was also useless and had a crisis of his own. I bet he didn't even remember what I came here to ask of him, but if he wasn't going to help me end my suffering, I know a black hair angel of death that will.