BROKE DAY

Explain

"Rey, watssup?" the lawyer chose to call the said female immediately as soon as he left the prison. He is currently driving on his way home.
"Hello Ms. Morsel, please call me Mr. Gordon as we speak."
"As the formalities involved, I reckon you called to give me a case?"
"If you don't mind. Are you currently submerged of far to many?"
"Oh no, please, I have, for the time given, declined any cases transmitted to me for there are not of my interest."
"Don't worry Ms. Morsel, I assure you that this case would definitely spark your interest."

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"So how about we start with the last time you had an interaction with Ms. Sky shall we?" they are now in a more private room as requested. She came by as soon as she heard the details about the case. And as the lawyer said, it did sparked her interest.

"Ms. Morsel this-" he had been cut of by the detective's hand raising.

"Please, call me Flare. From the hesitation you show in your eyes I can say it must have been not a good memory. But please remember that we need your cooperation for this." she held down her hand as a sign of end. Koby nodded and proceeded to answering the question. He took a few seconds, collecting his words and carefully remembering what happened. He gave a heavy sigh and closed his eyes before he spoke...

"The last time I'm with her was the day before I was caught. Which is a week ago. It was also my birthday. We were supposed to meet for she would return my car which she burrowed for the past 6 months. And she used it as an advantage to greet me personaly and give me a present."

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~FLASHBACK~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Koby!"  I saw my sister ran towards me as I smile at her.

"Hey little sis" I greeted her back. Only so that I won't look like a disrespectful man. We were supposed to meet infront of a restaurant near my office.

"Happy birthday!" she said while handing me a gift. Its quite heavy, and from the looks of it, it's most likely to be a book.

"Thanks" I said before gently taking the present she gave me.

"Is this why you chose this date to bring back my car after probably torturing it for 6 months?" I raised an eyebrow for a mock suspicion which earned a beet red flash on her face. She cleared her throat then playfully glared at me. That's when I notice the dark circles surrounding her eyes.

"Yes, I chose this date for that particular reason, celebrating your birthday and returning your car at the same day saves time for the both of us. Because we both know that we'll be busy for the rest of the year. And noooo, I didn't torture your car. FYI I took real good care of it." she said. I gave a small smile as a reply and it's not a happy one. She must have noticed this for I saw the changed expression in her eyes. Worry.

"Are you alright brother?" we are now inside the restaurant, meals already arrived, and eating in silence until she spoke. As expected, she won't let anything get pass her.

"I'm fine, just a little tired from work." But why can't she just let it? Her worrying about me is just making me feel more degraded, as if I was the one to be pitied. I hate her for that. Enduring every pain for her in the past years, I'm almost at my limit. All the anger from all those years almost exploding. I'm mad, no, furious of her. I hate her, I despise her, I loathe her! I was in the verge of bursting when a hand held mine. That's when I noticed my body shaking, fist clenched and eyes watery in a near cry based on the blurry image infront of me.

"You're not fine. You look broken." She smiled sweetly. Oh how I hate that smile. "Don't worry I'm here. If one day you feel like crying, call me. I don't promise that I can make you laugh, but I can cry with you (Robert J. Lavrey)." *SNAP* I've had it with her. I scoffed out.

"And who are you exactly to tell me that huh? You're a disappointment. You talk like you know more even though the truth is you know none. You think so high of yourself. Is that why you rebelled? Is that why you chose to put all our hard work, mine, father's, mother's all for nothing?!" I stood up as I am practically shouting right now. "I did it! Mom did it! Dad did it! Hell everyone can do it! You just have to finish college! It would have been easier for you. But noo... you love him to much that you could die for him right?! Two months in a relationship and you turn into a slut?! Saying yes faster than a whore when he asked you to come live him. Now look at you! You're even worse than a corpse." All eyes are on us and I didn't care if I mortified her infront of so many people. She's sobbing. She's a crying mess. Why did I even had a sister like her? "I expected more from you." I finally said, voice lowered yet fury can clearly be heard. She hung her head low then mumbled in a low voice, almost a whisper.

"Expectation is the root of all heartache (William Shakespeare)." She rose her head so that she can look at me. "Well I'm sorry that I wasn't the sister you wanted, I'm sorry that I'm not perfect, and I'm sorry for being just a human that also makes mistakes!" She stood up as well. Also yelling. "You think I liked this?! You think I'm happy that my parents abandoned me?! I'm already regretting what happened, being swallowed by guilt every single day, thinking about that single mistake again and again!" she breathed heavily like she just blew everything from her chest. I took my belongings then looked at her.

"It was your fault to begin with." and with that I left. Not long before she grabbed my hand again, but I quickly pulled it back. "Just text me where you parked the car." I said. Without even turning my head to take a glimpse at her. I started walking away. I don't care where she goes but for now I just need something to numb my brain for a while. Two hours later I received the text.

From: Sky
                 "3rd column 5th car from the right. You'll know it when you see red"

It's probably the only red car in that column then. Gulping the last bottle, I fixed my things ready to go. "A total of 11 bottles, this should be enough." I layed some cash on the table then left. I effortlessly found the car and started driving home. But halfway through, I felt like sleep overtaking me. And so I parked the car and slept. Wherever it was. I still feel guilty for opening up a sensitive topic about my sister. Not to mention we're on a public place. I truly feel sorry for her. But that doesn't change the fact that  In the morning a cop knocked on my window I woke up and rolled it down not knowing what was exactly happening as of now.

"Good morning sir. I was just about to ask you, do you happen know a girl named Sky Crimson?" as her name came out of the officer's mouth, a stream of tears started flowing endlessly. The events happened yesterday flooded in my head as I recall her. I don't know what came to me but the words just left my mouth.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, whatever happened to her was all my fault." the officer immediately opened my car door and took me out to cuff my hands.

"Wha-"

"Sir you are under arrest in charge of murder of Sky Crimson. You have the right to remain silent."

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"The time when the crime was committed, I was in a bar sucking the truth that I just embarrassed my sister infront of people! But now all those guilt are washed away. For I am certain that they did this for revenge." that's it Koby had told them everything. It was the truth and nothing but the truth.