Jason, Alicia’s brother, ranted like a mad dog as he demanded his console.“Jason, did you forget how to knock?” Alicia asked.Damon thought it was best to stay out of siblings’ squabbles.After what seemed like a playful fight, Alicia finally gave up the console. As Jason was leaving the room, he made a comment.“You should thank God I came in at the right time; y’all seem like you were about to kiss,” he said.“What? No, I was just removing hair from her face,” Damon said nervously.“Go to your room now, Jason,” Alicia said.Jason then made a funny face and ran back to his room.This pattern of theirs had to stop. They shouldn’t be getting caught up in the moment anymore. Alicia felt like things were now getting awkward for them. Damon was her friend, and she had no intentions of losing him because of mistakes. She then decided to clear her feelings.“Damon, look, we should really stop this. I don’t like the fact that we’re getting,” she paused for a moment, looking for the right wo
“Alex is in danger, Alicia,” Damon said. Alicia’s face turned pale, and her heart skipped a beat. She had sensed something was off, and Damon had just confirmed it. Alex never really got along with Damon, so why did he seem to mention him twice? It only meant something was wrong. “Well, how do we know what kind of trouble he’s in?” Alicia asked, her curiosity growing.“I don’t know, but I think I know where to start,” Damon revealed.“I had asked Alex to help me with something,” Damon continued.“Something like what?” Alicia inquired, her impatience growing by the second.“I’ll tell you, but you might not believe me,” he said.“This is Alex we’re talking about; I’m open to anything,” Alicia said.“Okay. Look. What I said at the truth or dare game the other day, about Phillips being involved in Nate’s and Diana’s deaths, I meant it,” he said.“Okay, so what does it have to do with Alex?” she asked.“I asked Alex to help me get the truth out of Phillips. We all know that Alex has a way
A wise man once said, “In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.” What hurts deeper than betrayal is being deceived by the least expected person; that pain makes one feel like a fool. During that moment when you realize you’ve been a fool all along, dancing to someone else’s tunes, it leaves a hole in your heart. Trust becomes elusive; you start to view the world through different lenses—everyone a potential liar, everyone harboring secrets.As Damon lay on his bed, thoughts flooded his mind about why Phillips would commit such an act. Phillips appeared too innocent, acted too innocent—someone no one would suspect. Going to the police wasn’t an option; there was no evidence pointing towards Phillips, all signs directed at Danny. However, allowing Danny to go to prison for Phillips was not something Damon could tolerate. He would rather face dire consequences himself.**Flashback. A few weeks ago.**Nate admired himself in the mirror one
Later that day, Diana visited Danny's house. He led her to his room, and together they studied. During that time, they heard commotion from the living room. Danny rushed out, locking the door behind him, preventing her from witnessing the fight between his parents. As he defended his mom, his father overpowered him, tossing him aside. Unable to restrain his father, Danny returned to his room to retrieve a gun. Diana questioned his actions, but he ignored her, selecting one of two guns he found. "Are you going to shoot your dad?" Diana asked as she blocked his way."Get out of the way." Consumed by rage, Danny tossed her aside, and she landed on his bed. He returned to the living room, where he pointed the gun at his father."Stay away from her, you son of a bitch, or I swear to God, I will blow your head off," Danny threatened."You're not going to pull the trigger on your old man; you don't even know how to use this thing," his father said, smiling mischievously. Before he could con
Nate called Alex, sounding angry and ranting like a madman. He promised to end Danny that night. Alex didn’t exactly take him seriously, concluding that Nate was bluffing. Nate then got in his car and drove off. Phillips decided not to take his mom’s advice and went to Diana’s house to prevent what was about to happen.When Danny received a call from his mom, she cried for help, stating that his dad was back and had threatened to kill her. She was literally running away from him to survive.Danny got mad, pulling out the gun and strapping it to his pants before attempting to storm out of Diana’s room. However, she immediately stood in front of him, trying her best to talk him out of making the biggest mistake of his life.“The biggest mistake of my life is not killing that son of a bitch when I had the chance,” he said, attempting to zoom off again, but she held him in place.“Please, I know you’re angry and hurt right now, but killing your father is not the solution. I’ll come with y
"The cops are here," Diana said, spotting a police car parked nearby. A lady dressed in uniform emerged and ran towards them. Her expression turned grave as she saw a lifeless body on the floor and her son crying."What happened?" Phillips' mom asked as she crouched down, her expression serious. She prayed it shouldn't be what she was thinking."He tried to kill us. Your son saved us by pulling the trigger first," Diana said, fear evident in her eyes. Phillips was silent, overwhelmed with guilt. He just squatted and stared at Nate's body, tears flowing from his eyes. "Phillips, compose yourself and explain what happened," his mom demanded, lifting him up by his shirt."I killed him. I didn't mean to. I wanted to save us," he said, his voice breaking, tears continuing to flow.Phillips' mother found it difficult to believe that her son could commit such an act. Knowing him well, she was certain this wasn't something he would normally do. She concluded in her mind that her son was shou
Alex continued to struggle, bound by ropes to a chair. He groaned and shook a few times, expressing his resentment."Please, my dad will give you any amount you want. Please don't hurt me," he begged. Despite knowing that struggling was pointless, he couldn't help but try, realizing he was only worsening his pain.Phillips mom approached him slowly, contemplating the perfect way to dispose of him without it leading back to her. Aware of the influential status of Alex's dad in the town, she understood that he would spare no effort until his son's murderer was found. This posed a significant problem for her."You shouldn't have come to that house 5 days ago, Alex. Why did you come? Why did you go through his drawer?" she asked."I was looking for my phone. I promise, if you let me go, I won't tell anyone," Alex said, desperation growing."I'm afraid I can't do that. The only way you come out of this is if you die," she said, crouching to his level.Alex began to struggle again; the thoug
"Mr. Daniel Weston, you said Diana was with you the first time; can you please elaborate on what happened the first time?" the prosecutor said.Danny then looked at his lawyer, who gave him the go-ahead."She came to my house to study first, and then while studying, we heard noise from the living room. I immediately knew it was my dad... beating up my mom, so I went to help," Danny replied."How exactly did you plan on helping? Were you going to fight your father or beg him?" The prosecutor asked."How does this concern... all of this?" Danny snapped. He looked at the judge, who didn't utter any word. God, he hated lawyers. Maybe this was also a legal procedure, or was the prosecutor trying to get him to fumble his story and prove he's been lying all along? Not a chance."I tried to get him to back down, even if it meant fighting back, and he eventually did," Danny said."But that's not exactly how I remember the story," the prosecutor said.'What now?' Danny thought. Why was this man