Forty One

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Carina

I understand now why Chris was so pissed. His house is nothing more than a pile of ash and rubble. That beautiful house that stood here just a few days ago is gone with everything that was inside it. Nev said they called the fire department but they took too long to get here. Not that anything could have been saved. This wasn't just a normal fire. Someone did this on purpose and they made sure nothing was left. Luckily, no one had gotten hurt. Apparently, whoever did this knew that they could get away with it if no bodies were found.

See arson is one thing and murder is another. Combined, they could bring the police here. Not that they could have done anything too. All Chris would have to do is say he wasn't filing any charges and they'd leave. It's his house, his property. Since no one was hurt, there would be nothing to pursue. I'm guessing the arsonist knew that too so they avoided hurting anyone. Still, Chris has lost a lot. I'm not sure how he's taking this.

We left the Maldives in a hurry. I didn't want to stay there knowing he would come here to deal with this alone. I am his girlfriend after all, if anything I'll be here for moral support. Beside me, he's staring at what was once his house with a hard look on his face. I wish I could hear his thoughts so I'd know how to help him. His phone pings with a new message. Taking it out, he looks at the screen then up at me. I don't know if it's just me but I think his expression just got harder. His whole face is a mask of anger and somehow I feel like its directed at me.

"What? Why are you looking at me like that?" instead of answering, he passes his phone over to me. Confused, I look down to read the message.

Stay away from her or next time it'll be you. This is my first and last warning.

Uh... What the fuck? "What is this? What does it mean? Who sent it?"

"You tell me. Do you have crazy ex boyfriends who are extremely possessive?"

"Ex boyfriends? Really Chris?"

"Reread that message and tell me who I'm supposed to stay away from if not you"

"They could be one of your whores who've lost their mind. Why are you blaming me?"

This message doesn't necessarily mean it's my fault his house is gone. All though the walls are still standing up, the rest of it is burnt. And while I understand his frustration, I won't let him put the blame on me. Ex boyfriend? I've never had a boyfriend before him. The only man I was ever with is Paulo and it was out of necessity, not because I was in love with him or something. He wouldn't do something like this unless I told him to. If someone is warning Chris to stay away from me, why is it automatically about me? Why can't it be about him? He's got a horde of ex girlfriends and lovers too. Doesn't he?

"Do you seriously think the people I've been with would have the guts to do something like this?"

"I can't believe you're blaming this on me...."

"I'm not blaming you"

"Yes you are. Someone tells you to stay away from me and it's my fault? God, I don't have the time for this shit. If I'd known this was how you were going to act, I would have stayed in the Maldives" slapping his phone on his chest, I spin around, not caring if he had the time to catch it. This is what I get from trying to be a supportive girlfriend. The nerve of him to..... A hand snakes around my waist pulling me back.

"I'm sorry il mio amore. I didn't mean it"

"Yes you did. Why would you say it otherwise?"

"You have to understand that ever since you came into my life, it's been spiraling out of control. So many things are happening all at once. I don't know how long I can withstand all these blows"

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