A Night in a Circus

Chapter Two

Chapter 2: Nightfall

Ahina's POV

I stared the blank paper that is in my study table, is it really true? That this paper could lead me to my fate? A lot of things was going into my mind. My aunt and mother's tales and lectures about this. 'You should never believe to a stranger words.' My mother's words echoed in my head.

"Inah! Time to go to work." My aunt shouted.

I head downstairs and my middle 40 aged auntie was standing in the front of our door and holding a brown paper bag. "What's that?" I asked her and she looked at me.

"Your mother is ill, Inah but she still made this for you." She said, almost a whisper. She hand me the brown paper bag and I look of what inside it. It was my favorite pie that my mom always make during autumn. I smiled at my aunt. "Thank you." And hug her and go.

As I head out and hit the road, the cozy breeze of autumn and the falling golden leaves as the air kiss the branches. The sunlight that filters by the leaves of the tress. The sound of the humming bird and the delicious smell of freshly baked pies dance in the air and when I head to the Davern Alley, I went to the 32th street of the Gobles where the pub is located.

Strangely, the pub was out of costumers and the loud place seems to be a silent now, and a close sign in the door made me curious, my eyes explore the whole place but I couldn't see Guinevere or Vesta so I made up my mind to head up stairs to look for them, it's nearly ten o'clock and we should open the pub right now.

The vintage old oak door in front of me was slightly open, so I open the door without knocking, I know my actions are rude but come to think of it, this is strangely suspicious. The Du paín family never leave their door slightly open and the pub remain closed.

"Guinevere? Are you here?" I asked away when I enter their apartment. But no one answered but I heard a moan in the left side of the room so I head to the vintage spruce pine door but it was lock.

So I scan the whole place and search for a thing that can open the door or some keys. And a wooden chair caught my attention, so I grab the chair and I gathered all my strength to hit the door open.

It was a loud bang and when the door was open, so I enter the room quickly and I was frozen when I saw a prostrate body of Vesta and blood around her and I saw Guinevere moaning and she seems crying beside her mother but suddenly she stopped and look at me, then she laughed, a devilish smirk draw in her lips and her eyes was screaming for her mischievously bliss.

"Ironic isn't it? Mother is dead, and I kill her." Then she laughed and start to walk towards me, I stepped backwards once she stepped forward to reach me. "What happened? What did you mean you kill your own mother?"

"Don't be such a fool Inah, mother is not well and I had to kill her." She said as if this this just a normal day and showing me her hand holding a dagger that is covered with blood, like she's bragging about it.

"Why did you do it? You love your mother Guinevere, how did you do such cruel thing that a loving daughter shouldn't do to her own blood?" I was trapped when I haven't enough space to step to, and she grab my right hand and hand me the dagger that she use to murder her mother.

"You're right, I could never do it, but you can." and I was confused and I can't focus in anything that is happening right now.

"Inah, killing a person will cost you a life or being prison for a lifetime, as a friend can you help me? Can you tell them that it was you who killed her?" She continued.

"I'm your friend Guinevere, but friends never tolerate cruelty and murder. How can you do it? And call a friendship as if it was a insurance for you to be not guilty to this mess?" My emotions are mess up right now, I can't believe I was facing an angel in disguise. I can't believe I was manipulate by her, and she wants me to confess that I kill her mother.