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Chapter 18

Zane is scared and so am I. Right now, no going back.

"What's it C? Talk to me!" he demanded.

"The reason why I left New York was because Ed was after me,"

"Who's Ed?"

"Ed is my uncle. He and father have this undisclosed rivalry going between themselves. Only Samantha and Roberts knew what that was. Sam and Rob were my older siblings. He killed Sam when we were in Florida and Rob in New York. I should have died in New York but Rob saved me," I stuttered as tears flowed down my cheeks. I could just hear myself scream on those occasions when he come.

The gunshot.

A sound I'll never forget in my life.

"What happened to Sam?"

"Sam and I were going out when the brake stopped working. I was 14. We crashed into another car. I could only hear her plead on my behalf even with a knife by her throat. The only thing I could recollect was that I was covered in blood. I woke up found myself in the hospital, only to be told that my sister had died.

"We moved to New York in hope to start a new life afresh. The problem was that it never was. I met a guy, same class. His name was Greg. My whole life was centered around him. Rob never loved him for once but I was too blind to see it. I confided in him. I told him everything.

"He planted bugs in the house. Only I and Rob were at home when Ed came. He held a gun attempting to shoot me but when the gun was triggered, it hit Rob instead. Rob fell down to the ground, struggling to breathe. His eyes that night was another thing I'd never forget," I cried.

"Slowly, depression set in and I became addicted to drugs. I wasn't myself. And when those nightmares would come, I'd resort to self-harm. That was when I met Vanessa, my therapist. She has always been like a sister to me. The only one I could tell everything to without a care in the world. I was sent to rehab for a year before my parents made decision of making us move to LA."

"What happened to Greg?" Zane asked still holding on to me.

"I don't really know. I spotted him during Rob's funeral and never saw him after that."

Zane pulls me more tighter and places a kiss on my forehead, carefully stroking my hair. "I'll make it go away. Nothing will happen to you,"

"I need to call Kress,"

"Who's Kress?"

"He's in charge of our case and I'd have to move-"

"Why?"

"Because he almost raped me in New York, after Rob's death,"

He was speechless at first but finally said something, "Please don't!"

"I have to," I say with a determined voice. I pull away from him, pick my phone on my dresser and walk downstairs. 

"Hey Kress," I say. I can see him by the end of the stairs but I look away. "We need to move. How long can we process that? He's back again,"

Satisfied that we can leave two days from now, I drop the phone call and walk towards where he's standing. 

"Don't tell anyone. Everything I said mustn't leave this room." He nods and watches me leave for my room. He doesn't stop me but when my door is shut, I could hear him sob and mutter words that I couldn't hear.

Maybe it's for the best Zane.

I refused to go to school and Zane was called in sick. His neighbour took Zara to school while he remained at my place. None of us could even eat. 

I called my parents and told them everything, and they only accepted it.

My bags were packed and so were theirs. 

My phone was ringing. I walked out of the living room where I and Zane sat quietly.

"Yes, hello?" The words said made a scowl appear on my face and that made Zane get up and move close to me. "What!" 

"What's going on?" he said in a small voice.

"Kress is dead. Someone came in and shot him..."

One of the shortest chapters I've written so far. But I hope you loved it. What is going to happen afterwards.