False Modesty - Chanelle - Wattpad

False Modesty

Reads 259
Votes 9
Parts 6
Time 46m

Reads 259
Votes 9
Parts 6
Time 46m

court falsemodesty guilty jail mystery notguilty orange prison shortstory trials

I was accused of murdering Brooky Joey, a girl I had a huge dislike for. Her body was found and the evidence taken suggested that I was the killer. Not everyone believed me, especially when my hair sample was on her, or the bloody shoe print matched the sneakers I always wore nor the fact that she was the perfect girl, and I wasn't. The trial was the dreadful day, the day I would be claimed guilty or not guilty. Some said I was, some said I wasn't...I'll leave you to decide which judgement was true...All Rights Reserved

court falsemodesty guilty jail mystery notguilty orange prison shortstory trials

Table of contents

6 parts

Sign up to add False Modesty to your library and receive updates

or

Content Guidelines

You may also like

Criminal Essense by Blondeandcurlygirl

Piper Halloway was (wrongly) convicted of murdering her abusive father when she was thirteen years old. Four years later, she is given a second chance when she is brought back to New York to have her trial as an official adult a week before her eighteenth birthday. After hiring her parole officer (who happened to also be her arresting officer four years ago) to help her investigate, they find that Piper might not be as criminal as everyone assumes--or is she?

Shattered Anya by lovelycrowsong

I hated waiting. It was especially challenging standing carefully to make sure I didn't break my heel before the appointed time. Ugh setting up a meet cute like this seemed so stupid. If all I had to do was seduce the mark, why did we have to go through all this extra effort? But the powers that be said our mark had a real romantic streak and was currently heartbroken over his highschool sweetheart cheating on him with a new business contact, before both skipped the country, seemingly to elope. I watched the crowd walking past me as I stood in the shade of a closed store alcove, the walls giving me something lean against making sure I didn't step on the unstable heel accidentally. Stupid Americans, everyone looked like they were in such a hurry to go buy more things they didn't need. Hair and makeup took two hours yesterday and just as long today. I did not want to have to sit through that again. Plus being stuck in a third girly demure dress for another day might be enough to finally kill me. It might not have all been so bad if I could have chatted with someone while my hair was pulled and burned and styled, and creams and potions layered on my face and eyes. But all of the salon girls were owned by the powers that be, and none spoke any of the languages I could. I suspected that it wasn't an accident. I felt my phone vibrate with an alarm. Show time. I started walking down the sidewalk. It would have been a beautiful day for a walk if I wasn't so focused on my mission, and trying to only walk on my toes with my right foot. The town car pulled up to the curb just ahead of me, coming to a stop in front of the quaint little shop. The timing was working out perfectly. Just a couple more steps. I watched as the rear door of the passenger side opened, I moved to step around the now open car door just as a set of long legs in navy slacks swung out from the car. 3...2...1...

The Torment by Ray_hates_it

December twentieth is the day I remember being brought into the asylum for the first time. Like any typical psychopath, I screamed. I cried. I remember snatching the nurse's hair until she screamed and I was slapped into unconsciousness and thrown into the room. The only difference? I wasn't a psychopath. For the first few days, I would cry maniacally upon hearing any nurse go by, to catch one's attention and tell her that I wasn't insane. "That's exactly what an insane person would say" They said, unbothered and it was as if my fate rested in the mouldy walls of the Asylum. And I soon realized that there was no use fighting for my life now .Which brings me to the present day, another one that I'll mark in history with red. The day I met him.

The unreachable mountain by Growened

"You're unbearable!" He kicks her with utter contempt. "Please tell me where I'm wrong, causing you discomfort was not my intention," she said crying, causing him to hit her against the ground again. "Do you think you can live with good intentions? Didn't you have all the time you wanted to change and learn? You still dare to ask for more!" He yells at her with hatred, he blamed her for being the one will cause a woman to be beaten; He didn't want to be that kind of man. However, what he lived with her caused him to bring out what he hated the most about himself from within. -Forget it love- said a woman who was next to her- it's not worth it- this dog was supposed to be her friend, she was supposed to support her just like she did; however he managed so that he and she hated each other and thus be able to steal it. The woman on the floor does not know how much she was framed and harmed by her naivety, nor did she know that this was the beginning of her misfortunes. Because of that woman she did not stop suffering, wherever she went she suffered verbal or physical abuse and everything was orchestrated by this woman; she didn't know until she was about to faint. "Why?" She asked this unarmed woman without knowing why she hated him so much. She never did anything to hurt him. She just laughed viciously without answering him, she didn't have to waste her time with an insect; leaving La to die imprisoned in the house where she was kidnapped. "Answer me!" She got up from her bed screaming "Eh? This looks like my room; Did I reincarnate myself in the past?" She ran to the bathroom just to see that her assumption was correct. She thanked the heavens for this second chance by promising that she wouldn't be fooled a second time.

The Supposed Terrorist by WiredUp007

My trial in court was going on and all the evidence pointed toward my crimes. It was a really pointless proceeding. Everyone knew I had committed those sins against the nation. You know, the usual- mass killings, bombings, and all. I felt a bit sad as I heard the sentence of my death. 23 felt no age to die. "The court is adjourned-" The judge was saying when he got cut off by someone's frantic yells. The doors to the courtroom bang opened and a man entered with urgency. He had some papers in his hands and started waving them in the air. "I CAN PROVE HER INNOCENCE, I CAN. I HAVE EVIDENCE!" His voice rang in the room. I stared. _________________________________________ Rico Wayland is someone completely abnormal for her age. After all, being convicted for terrorist activities isn't at the top of the to-do list of a 23 year old young woman. But, of course, she has landed herself in that situation. And she is completely aware that she has, in fact, committed those crimes. But what will she do when a man (who she has know clue about) claims to her innocence? How will she discover the thin fine line between reality and illusion?

Escaping the Monster's Embrace by Mentally-Insane

Everything changed when they came out of hiding, terror spread across the world as people began to question if our presidents and our global leaders lied to us and weren't from the same race. The Beasts blended in amongst us as if we were the same, except humans didn't have the same predatory instincts and we couldn't change our forms like they could. Soon after we learnt that we weren't the only species people began going missing. Some were unlucky and taken as something that the Beasts called a Mate that one word made fear spread throughout my veins, I would rather sell my soul than have one of them mutts chain me to them. Six months went by before the government, that was un-tainted by this vile race began to take action into their own hands contacting other countries and militaries causing the great war to happen, sending both my parents off to fight for our rights. Only one of them came back, two months was the longest we lasted before we were overpowered by them. Six years of living in this dysfunctional environment and my hatred had never dwindled. Some people still believed in god and had faith in him, I didn't know what I believed in but I prayed like everyone else that I would get through another day without hearing the soul crushing word 'Mate'. DARK THEMES THROUGHOUT. UNEDITED © All rights reserved© #1 in hunt 19/06/2019 #1 in human 19/06/2019 #1 in sanity 19/012019 #3 in mate 19/06/2019 #4 in mates 19/06/2019 #5 in hunted 19/06/2019 #1 Post-apocalyptic 30/8/19 #8 in dystopian 7/10/19 #4 in Escape 24/10/19

AGONY by Tensedollor

The day when the rain began the bitch said to be dead, I didn't know whether it was true or a lie but had no choice or traces but to assume that bitch was alive. Everyone pushed to believe that bitch was dead, killed, or else suicide. Police were investigating whether the bitch was killed or kicked the bucket, but some external things pushed them to investigate it. Whatever it was going to be, bitch's gone.

The Silver Scar by _empathy

I ran as fast as my feet carried me; through the bulky pine trees and the deserted forest area. My legs burned as I ran away from my old house. My arms held my stomach tight, fearing that I would throw up. I ran until I could no longer breathe. I grasped the murder weapon as Drake's blood ran down my arms. Panting heavily, I stopped at a large boulder leaning against it. My breathing could be heard a mile away and that scared me. No one could find me, or I'd be as dead as he is. _________________________________________ Jenna Weston was on the run. She has a past. A past she is desperately trying to get away from. Garrett Chase was the prime suspect in the murder she committed. And as much as she wanted to keep running, she couldn't stand the thought of Garrett going down for the crime. Especially when he is family, and the reason she killed in the first place. **EDITING** COPYRIGHTED © 2014 _empathy All Rights Reserved.

Killing Is Thrilling (Completed) by duncanchurch97

I had gotten away with a lot in the past few weeks. Two attractive girls successfully murdered along with a house pet to warn one of my targets she was not safe. I have not forgotten her, long black hair and beautiful blue eyes as well as a model figure. Don't think I have stopped with my plan, she is still on the list and her time will come. She was supposed to be my second victim however it seemed I made things too difficult for myself by sending these notes, with her boyfriend always on guard but he can't protect her forever. The police and security in this town were clearly useless, no evidence, no clues, nothing. I was hungry when I murdered Jess at her party and I was feeding my appetite. You are probably questioning my motives by now, I can't revel that just yet but things will become clearer in time, after all the truth is out there. When I was younger I never expected to become what I had became now, it stemmed from the way I had been treated. See I have no remorse because people never had any for me, once I wore my disguise, I was hidden, well protected and nobody knew who I was excluding the party however I still had my killer instincts about me, you had to become the perfect murderer. I keep my personality different from when I'm the hunter to when I'm just plain old me. When I'm a killer, it's any means necessary but when I'm my plain, normal self then I'm just an ordinary high school student like everybody else. I had my reasons for what I did, some may say I take things too far however I don't see things that way, I see things in perspective to the way they should be. Chelsea Broker was my next target unless somebody else got in my way first...

Love Penalty by DramaQueenforreal

COMPLETED✅ The punishment for murder is the death penalty, what about love? "Innocent until proven otherwise" Does this apply to matters of the heart? A story in which a lawyer ends up defending an inmate convicted of rape and second degree murder- that he claims he never did. Is he guilty? Is he innocent? Most importantly, is it morally acceptable to fall in love with an alleged murderer and rapist, let alone a client of hers? ❣️❣️❣️ Excerpt: When his shirt is dangling from his hand with him lifting it up towards his face to wear it, I snatch it from his hands. Throw it on the table beside me and grab his neck with one hand and my other traces his defined abs, and kiss him with full force. I thought he might pull away, saying he doesn't feel the same way towards me and I'm just his lawyer. That we're adults and need to refrain from acting like hormonally-driven teenagers. On the contrary -to my surprise - he kisses me back with the same amount of intensity and passion. One hand is on the side of my face and the other is holding me by the waist. We both taste like waffles and fresh strawberries and it's not something to complain about. Only when we're both out of breaths, we pull away, he smiles against me "What was that for?" He asks with his both hands on my waist now. "I've been meaning to do that for a while now" I truthfully answer his question. He has been on my mind 24/7 non stop from the moment I took his case. ❣️❣️❣️ *contains mature themes. *contains swearing. 8/3/2020 -> #1 in OnTrialForMurder #2 in notmeanttobe 8/8/2020 -> #3 in wtfamidoing 10/16/2021 -> #13 in fml 7/20/2021 -> #1 in ihateeverything 10/10/2021 -> #39 in mixedfeelings 4/18/2022 -> #1 in prison #2 in murder #1 in lawyer #1 in damaged

You may also like

Slide 1 of 10

Criminal Essense cover

Shattered Anya cover

The Torment cover

The unreachable mountain cover

The Supposed Terrorist cover

Escaping the Monster's Embrace cover

The Silver Scar cover

Killing Is Thrilling (Completed) cover

Love Penalty cover

Criminal Essense

Piper Halloway was (wrongly) convicted of murdering her abusive father when she was thirteen years old. Four years later, she is given a second chance when she is brought back to New York to have her trial as an official adult a week before her eighteenth birthday. After hiring her parole officer (who happened to also be her arresting officer four years ago) to help her investigate, they find that Piper might not be as criminal as everyone assumes--or is she?