Matilda finds herself taking a large gulp of air and massaging her chest, she is having anxiety. What's Greg up to? Oh, he is a bit much sometimes, but she doesn't want him to get into trouble. "Please, God, please.."But it seems that God isn't listening to her, her heart is still beating so fast and that's not a good sign at all. After driving for minutes that felt like hours, she finally starts to get to the end of the city. With a few more empty fields and factories, she has gotten very close to Aubrey Hills. Finally, she sights the first building. It's a complex with peeled-off paints and the old walls look like they are crumbling down. Maybe that's why no one comes around here because it's such an eyesore. She manages to go deeper into the hills and she starts to track Greg's phone. Well, he was the one who started to track her because he was an insecure twat, but the ironic thing is that the tracking application he uses works both ways. She slowly drives until she c
Because she is unresponsive, Greg doesn't bother taking her to the house. He drives straight to the hospital and because he is such a popular person, it only takes a brief verbal explanation and Matilda has a room to herself. Greg is seated in the corner, his left leg tapping against the ground. Matilda has a drip connected to her hand and even though she looks like she is just peacefully sleeping, he is very worried about her. She is surely going to have a breakdown when she finally wakes up with the memory of what has happened. She wasn't supposed to be there, why has she got to be so stubborn?Greg spends hours by her side, long hours and he doesn't take a break from looking at her – he doesn't eat or taste water too. Finally, after waiting for hours, she stirs on the bed. Greg immediately stands up on his feet and walks towards her. From the stir, her face starts to move and she holds her head as if it's aching, maybe it's from how terrible she fell when she fainted. "Mat
Matilda doesn't think that she would fall asleep after everything that has happened, but she does. It's such a deep and satisfying rest that when she wakes up and looks at the clock on the wall, it's already the next day. She sits up on the bed and immediately, the scary thoughts start to come back the her head. She summons the courage to go to the door and turn the knob. To her greatest shock, the door isn't even locked. Is this Greg trying to play a trick on her? Is he standing behind the door, waiting for her to come out? She peeps and she doesn't see anyone. She becomes more brave and she decides to step out of the room, one foot in front of the other. She walks down the stairs and just a few steps before he gets to the floor, a sweet scent wafts towards her nose. Greg is cooking. Greg never cooks. Maybe he is planning his last meal before he kills her. She makes sure that she doesn't make any noise, and she creeps into the kitchen. Yes, she's right. He is in the kitch
She immediately feels a chill running down her spine. Greg is the last person she expected to be here, he just left the house a few hours ago. He is still glaring at her, but he reaches into his pocket and takes out a few bills, and passes them to Johnny. "Thank you for your help, Johnny, that's all." Johnny takes the money, mutters his thanks, and walks off with great speed. Matilda takes a few steps backward, he trots into the house, and shuts the door with a loud bang. "What were you thinking trying to get that old man to help you?" He fires. She doesn't reply, she keeps moving backward. Her heart drops when he takes her hands off him and turns to her. "It won't work, Matilda. You have to realize that I am doing this for your good. My decision is final." "Sit." He orders. Because she has gotten herself into so much trouble, she quietly sits down. He walks through and fro in front of her, like an angry parent about to scold his child. "You have disappointed me, Matilda
Ashley finds herself smoking more and more cigarettes. The more she thinks about her interaction with the doctor, the more confused she gets. Why is Angus the reason why the Goldwaters bought the hospital? His mother is a fucking cunt, but neither she nor Angus has that kind of power to warrant such action. She finds herself smoking as she thinks even more deeply about it. What's this mystery and why can't she uncover it? She is in the kitchen, cooking dinner for her unbearable husband, but her brain is working overtime like that of a detective. She is so engrossed, lost in her own world, that she doesn't notice when the pasta starts to burn. Until the dry smell shoots up her nostrils, before she jumps up in alert. "Fuckin' Christ." She tosses the cigarette into the sink and rushes to turn off the cooker. She takes off the lid, but she immediately sheds her eyes from the horrific sight. "Are you kidding me?!" She yells at no one but herself. She puts herself together and
The news drops like a bomb on his mother, he can see the confusion in her eyes as she tries to digest what he has said to her. Joanna steps in immediately. "Um, I am going to get the stuff, you guys can go ahead." Angus nods with a thankful smile, he is grateful that she is giving him and his mother the privacy. She leaves him alone with his mother, he sighs as he touches her arm. "Is… is that she has not been picking up my calls?" She mutters. "Is that why you have never brought her for dinner? I should have known." "I'm sorry, Mum, I should have told you earlier." He admits. "When did this happen?" "Six months ago." He answers. "Angus!" She gasps with hurt. "Six months and you never said a word to me?""Mum, I'm sorry." He takes her hand immediately. "I know that Ashley has been hurtful to you, but you've always seen her as your daughter. You have to understand that I just wanted to protect you from hurt." She shakes her head and bites down her lower lips. Angus doesn't nee
When they get to the restaurant, Ashley starts to act like she is having the time of her life. She sits at the table with the menu, but she keeps looking over it to catch a glimpse of Angus. Angus keeps tapping his feet on the ground and also looking at his wristwatch. She finally drops the menu on the table and pushes a strand of her hair behind her ear. "So what are you going to order, Angus?" "I don't know, a glass of water is just fine by me." He gives a small shrug, he really doesn't care for this "dinner." "Nonsense." She frowns. "I'm paying, it's my treat, and I don't want you to forget it in a rush." She picks up her menu again and starts to go through the food. "Oh, I see." She mumbles. "Did you see dish two? It's steaks, I know you like steaks." "Whatever, Ashley, let's just get this over with." Even though he has so much lack of enthusiasm, she barely cares. She raises her hand and asks for the waiter to bring them two dishes of the same food. As they wait for t
She gets back to her feet as soon as the call starts to connect. Greg is going to be back in a matter of minutes and if she doesn't hurry up, she is going to have to abort her plans. It rings longer than usual and he is not coming, she is almost cursing herself out. Then he picks up, her heart starts beating again. "Hello? Angus?" "Matilda, is this you? Oh my God, what happened? You just went silent in me." She holds her forehead, in a bid to calm herself down. "I'm sorry, Angus, it's a very long story." "Are you okay, boss? He asks. You sound odd." She is sweating profusely and it's not just because she is in a tight basement without air, but because she knows that Greg can drive in at any time now. "Angus, I need your help, I am in a bit of a situation." She says. "I need you to listen really carefully, okay?" "I'm all ears, boss." She doesn't waste any time immediately. "Angus, the way I left the restaurant, I witnessed something I shouldn't have, j saw Greg kill a man