Next day,I woke with my phone ringing. It was Amber calling me,I picked up.
"Hey" I said
"Babe" She said crying "Dylan's dead, he's no more"
"How? What happened?" I asked acting like I don't know
"I need you, please come here,I need you" She said
"Okay,calm down Amber, I'm coming" I said
I wore a crop top upon me as I was already wearing a trouser. I grabbed my keys and ran to the car. I started the car and drived to Amber's,all the way thinking about what I saw yesterday. How he got hit and fell down so hard,Blood all over. But there was his fault too,I already told him he'll regret if he won't come back.
I got to Amber's and she was all alone, chains of pieces of cigarettes all messed up on the floor. She had stopped crying,she was all numb. She slowly started crying again when she saw me. I ran to her and hugged her.
"How did this happened?" I asked
"A car hit him too harshly and he died on the spot,the police can't find the car and the culprit" She said sobbing "I really loved him as well as he did,I really did loved him"
"Really?" I asked numb because I knew what he did.
"Yeah" She said crying harder.
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after sometime,She fell asleep as her eyes burned by crying too much. I got her on the bed and covered her with a blanket. I caressed her face.
"Sorry" I said to her "it was all my fault, it's all what I did"
Saying this I thought of how I planned and made it happen perfectly,how I thought it to be done.
I covered my head and half of my face with my scarf and wore my sunglasses. I took of the number plate of my car and packed in a bag. I dumped the number plate through the window,on a garbage truck which were taking away wastes and then got to my way to the cafe he told me. When I got there,I just parked my car outside the cafe and looked at him waiting. I called him and said I can't find the cafe and asked him to come out of the cafe,Then for the last time I asked him if he'll come back to me or not but he said no and it-was-his-fault. As he came in the middle of the road,I speed up my car and hit him with all my anger of being betrayed,then my side mirror displayed how he fell on the road like a dummy. I didn't stop my car as I started crying with both of being hurt and angry. I didn't stop my car after hitting him neither did I slowed a bit,I just kept it running in the same speed. At last I stopped my car in a quiet, noiseless highway and cried and screamed like hell by the guilt of what I did but I don't think I should be guilty because I just took my revenge.Then I got out of the car and looked if there was any cctv camera but there wasn't. I just took out a rod like equipment from the back of the car and hit the car like hell. I broke all the glasses of the car, screaming and crying. My cries echoed through the highway as it was peaceful. Small pieces of glass stuck on my arms while breaking them. The car was halfway destroyed by me. I just took my purse and started walking back to my way, still crying but more like numb this time.When I got far away from the car,I took a taxi back home and then,next morning I got up with a call of Amber crying and telling me that he's no more like I didn't know,haha. Sorry to say about a dead person but he was a fool that he couldn't understand how dangerous a quiet person can be by the way they hold back their anger and all of a sudden,blast like a hazardous grenade. I hope he's resting in peace and knows not to betray anyone,haha.
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Morbid Wrench
Non-FictionA story of unseen betrayal and a revenge taken. More like a psychopath. Dylan and Charlotte, both belong from affluent families. A night, Dylan does something which means no big deal to him but is a big betrayal in the vision of Charlotte. Now read...