undressed

Her vibrant red dress caught the eyes of many, but only one of the men was caught by the eyes of Hailey Sterling . Her luscious wavy brown hair and her pink pouty lips pleaded for attention from Zack, the lean man with a bright smile and a sharp jawline. As they walked towards each other with the sense of flirt, as though it was scripted, the light faded behind them and all that was focused on was them seeing one another. Their hands interlocked and a spark was felt, it was a typical Romeo and Juliet scene.

They went to his house and within the blink of an eye, her lips were on his neck as he moaned in silence. The passion built up in them as they were on his bed, undressing with pleasure. All went romantic as the Titanic when jack and rose stood at the edge of the boat feeling the breeze at their faces. He brushed his fingers through her hair, she bit her tongue attempting not to scream, attempting not to scream her exlovers name as she still loved him. His name was Roy the man with the body of a greek god, he was caring, made her laugh and helped her through the tough times. He was the perfect boyfriend.

He sat by the windowsill of the resteraunt, Italianos, it was the place where they first met. The place where they fell in love. We should know by now that he was too, still in love with her. 

"ring,  ring " the telephone rang. He picked it up and as she was just about to ask who the caller was... "hey,  it's me, Hailey . I know we had some rough times before but I need to say something to you,  before it's too late,  it's that... " the silence screamed around them until they simultaneously said subtly " I still love you". their hearts pumped at the speed of light, Their cheeks blushed red as a rose and the tear in their hearts were mended at last.  "Do you want to meet-up at italianos. Five o clock?". "I'll be there", they hung up the phone with a smile.

Five pm,  at the windowsill they sat, with their shining mango margaritas. It was in a way...the second first date.  After their slow sips,  only a walk on the beach would make it more romantic, so they thought, until... 'splash', the sea water soaked his shirt, leaving him drenched. Taking off his shirt,  she was turned on by his steel hard abs, flexed triceps and his manly scent. She looked away shyly with a slight smile and seconds later after he realized it he tapped her shoulder questioning why she did so,  ashamed of her actions she verbally expressed that she wanted to make love to him, Walking slowly past the blue ocean as the sun set romanticized the scene.

He asked her to wait inside. Why?  Nobody knows. Moments later the muscled man walked in, only wearing a robe. She said " you gonna take that off?" , slowly and passionately he undressed himself and they started it. As the night came to an end she noticed there was not as much passion as before. She wondered this as she was driven home by him. 

Up all night she wondered, "did he enjoy it, Does he still love me, or, was I just the rebound for the night?"

The next morning she wanted the closure and she called him by the phone. She asked, " did you find anything weird last night?", "yeah, I was just going to ask, why did you leave so early?". " what are you talking about I was at your place till midnight! " she said in shock. " huh?" he responded curiously, "Troy told me you left early as you weren't feeling well. "..."wait!..your twin brother Troy?". "yeah, why?",  she immediately said..."I'm,  I have to go",  she showed the phone,  thud,  as the phone fell to the ground she bursted with tears, knowing now that she didn't sleep with him the other night, she slept with...Troy.

"Troy,  we need to meet up, at jitters, 3 o clock, don't be late." the bell jangled when she walked in with gloom surrounding her.  Dinky sat by the back desk and as she saw him her face filled with disgust. She walked to him with confidence and the first thing she did was... 'plop', she slapped him and said, " how dare you" in a tone soft yet scary. "how dare you do this to me, how dare you do this to your own brother! What a disgusting mind you have". He held her hand kissed it gently and whispered to her, "I did it because I love you." she jolted her hand back and slapped him again, " you could have just told it to me, you didn't have to have slept with me!", " this is my way of saying I love you.". " well...stop it, because of this, I feel guilty for sleeping with you and worse I couldn't even notice the difference between the two of you, I can't even.."he stoed her sentence and said... "Can I tell you a secret?" " sure" she responded in disgust. He whispered in her ear..."I'm Roy, and I want to give you a second chance." she took the chance and swore to herself that she'd never do anything like that again. The day went by as any other Sunday and they laid by the bed till their eyes shut.

The alarm went off the next morning. She was no where to be found, he was woken few minutes later by the clock. He found her missing. Something was off silence shouted as the distance letting off a sense of fright. Drowsily walking to the kitchen to find,  " ahh!" he screamed, he found her lying on the floor with a knife thrusted through her chest. His face drowned in a pool of tears as his knees dropped to the ground by the corps of his loved one. He ran to the phone and dialed 911, "Hello, 911, I'm at 21 Sunnyvale drive please come over immediately, there's been a murder." he hung up the phone.

The door slammed shut as he waited outside the ICU. " it'll take a while, you shod probably go home and get some rest. " , after arguments of wanting the stay, binky finally left the hospital with gloom.

An hour later the news aroused and  Hailey sterling had finally ended her journey at the bed she was hospitalized in.

She was surrounded black clothes, with a turf on her chest and a stone above her head. And at a far distance stood the brother who betrayed All who trusted him.  His tears rolled down his face, yet because of what he did,  no one noticed his presence at the funeral to bid her a final goodbye.

At the temple Troy kneed in front of the Holy Spirit, and his final words before death were..."I only killed her because I love her,  I want to be with her,  happily, please let me have this!" he said to the mighty statue in front of him and after his silent last words he plunged the very knife he killed her with, into his heart and a gesture of love.

We find him on his back under the hot sun with the knife by his body and the light dims down into the night as nobody notices.