A Divine Lust {Stud×Fem}

xli. tribulations

an alternative ending.

LOGAN

I went home, hid the firearm in a box, and left it in the closet for all time. I doddered into the bathroom and vomited in the toilet.

I couldn't cease shaking... I took two lives from this world... I didn't think, I acted... I was now a criminal.

I felt numb, miserable... relieved. I felt remorse, but at the same time, I didn't.

I shut all the curtains and isolated in the house for the rest of the week. I needed to think, to heal.

I couldn't even be redeemed. I couldn't eat, slumber, I was in a terrible state.

Tahiri was coming over, her texts wouldn't cease, and the last time I went silent caused an issue, so I had to make a choice.

I sent her the address and laid on the couch until she came. I didn't even want to move.

A vehicle roared outside. I ambled to the door and felt slack. I welcomed Tahiri inside.

"It's so dark in here." Tahiri stated, looking around. "And it's still noon." Her orbs fell on me. "You look sick."

I was silent.

"You're bruised all over too." Tahiri added, viewing me with confusion.

"It's minor." I noted. "...the restaurant was robbed."

"What?!" Tahiri exclaimed. "It occurred last week." I added. Tahiri held her mouth in shock. "I can't believe this."

"Me neither." I smiled, I felt like diving from a cliff. "Oh, come here." Tahiri embraced me.

"I also..."

"You also what?" Tahiri asked, looking at me. "...I also murdered the men who robbed me."

Tahiri smiled. "You're messing with me."

"...I'm not." I had tears flowing. "...we had a tussle and I retaliated." Tahiri scooted back, she viewed me with revulsion.

"You—" Tahiri wobbled a little. "You're a murderer?" I nodded, the tears wouldn't cease.

"How could—" Tahiri cried and shook her head. I reached out. "Don't touch me!" Tahiri screamed. "You're a monster... this isn't ok... if word's released..." she halted. "You can be indicted." Her head shook. "Oh, no... no, no, no. I don't want to be involved. I don't want to be labeled an abettor."

"You wouldn't be." I reached once more. "Do not touch me, Logan!" Tahiri shouted. "I'm serious, do not!" I held back and exhaled.

Tahiri shook her head. "I'm leaving, do not contact me... ever. You're awful... we're done."

Tahiri stormed out, slamming the door behind her. I returned to the couch and laid down. I didn't even have the chance to ask her to be mine, it was all ruined. I cried and cried until I slumbered, I hated all of this.

It was dawn, the birds were tweeting, the sun was rising, and I was still slumbering.

WHAM! A loud noise awakened me and I fell off the couch... three officers surrounded me with firearms. "Don't move!" An officer shouted.

I didn't, I was stiff like a board, and felt confused as hell but I knew what this was.

"Logan Moore." He began. "You are under arrest for the murder of Fabián Smith and Jason Bourne."

One of the officers handcuffed me and carried me out of the house.

I was taken to the station, and as I was escorted to the door, Daisee came out sobbing... shit.

I was seated in a chair. "Do not move or I will use force." I was told. I nodded and exhaled, I looked around the station at all the officers.

It's ironic, isn't it? The one thing I wanted Quinn and Daisee to avoid, I earned... well, fuck being nice.

I was taken to a dark room and handcuffed to the table, an officer came in and stared at me.

He sat and showed me a tablet... there was a recording of the shooting... a house from across the street saw it all.

I knew I was more fucked. I couldn't even lie... the truth was all there.

Bail was two hundred and fifty thousand. I had at least six hundred thousand in the bank, I was setback. I was so close to almost being a millionaire.

Daisee was held in court with me, she had to voice her reasons and I had to voice mine, she lied a little but that's on her. I stated the truth. I didn't want to fall further.

Pablo testified as a witness, the house across the street was his, and he wasn't even there when the murders occurred but came to Daisee's defense, blaring a'lot of bullshit because his friends were dead. A bunch of delusional folks were on the stand. I had mothers screaming and wailing at me. I understood the reason.

Quiara, the CDA, battled so hard, she deserved one hundred humanitarian awards, it was ridiculous how all of this occurred because I refused to date that insane bitch, even Judge Jones found it to be trivial madness.

But still, I committed murder... and a decision was made. I was convicted to twenty years for voluntary manslaughter, but if I desired to avoid this, there was a fine for three hundred thousand dollars... these assholes wanted to milk me... I couldn't submit.

I was emitted to the women's detention center. I lost the restaurant, the dreams I attained, all worth, all reason, all I had were flashbacks haunting me... driving me into madness.

I shared a cell with a woman who killed and ate her husband. I was afraid she'd kill me, but she said she wouldn't once I didn't vex her. I didn't trust her word at all and the only time I slumbered was when she wasn't around.

I was outside during break, an officer came over to me. "You have a visitor," he said. I stood and followed him.

Dillan and Amina came to visit me often, it was nice seeing kind, familiar faces.

I walked into the visitation room and halted at who I saw. Tahiri, looking at me. I smiled and sat with her. "Hi." I said. "Hi," she returned. "You look thinner."

"I haven't been eating much." I said, the food here was nauseating. Tahiri exhaled, she looked disheartened. "How long's the sentence?"

"Two hundred and forty months." I answered. "You couldn't have shortened that?" I smiled. "I wanted to be dramatic. I've served one year so far."

"One's so little," she said. "You miss me?" I asked her. Her head nodded. "It's the reason I'm here... someone told me that when we first met."

I cheesed. I missed her so much.

"You know..." Tahiri started, her orbs welling with tears. "...that is such a long time to wait for someone."

I felt my heart sank.

"And I shouldn't have acted so harsh the last time we saw each other."

"You aren't to blame."

"...I wish this could be any other way, I do, but it can't... maybe in another life. But, I can't handle something like this... waiting for so long... the murders... I came to see you one last time."

I didn't want to cry.

"Thank you, Logan, really. I wish you all the best and I pray your sentence ends sooner."

I nodded, and the tears were rolling. I couldn't hold back.

"It was nice meeting you." Tahiri ended.

I broke down and started sobbing. Tahiri came over and embraced me. Her hand caressing my back. "I'm sorry," she said. I held onto her and cried.

I never saw her again after this... I lost everything, every single thing, my life was in ruins, and I had no will to live.