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The CEO's Son is a Serial Killer XII.VI Those Left Behind
"AAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!"Lina?!Charlie quickly undid his seat belt, doing his best to try and rush towards his screaming friend. He didn't know what had happened. Was she attacked? Did she hurt her arm or something? Maybe she didn't tell him earlier that she hit her leg or some other part of her body and it only started hurting now? There were too many scenarios swimming in his head that he just had to make sure that she was okay!"Tch..."The boy paused just as he about to open his side of the car door. Huh? Did Dio say something? He sounded upset about something-No! It didn't matter right now! What was important now was to-"Stupid car trunk..." he paused in mid-opening swing as the boy turned his gaze towards the irate-sounding driver. "This is a setback and a half..."Without even a chance to mull over what the creepy man just said, Charlie watched as the man quickly got out of the car himself; a permanent scowl etched into the older man's face just before he closed the door. He saw
The CEO's Son is a Serial Killer XII.VII Those Left Behind
"I'm disappointed in you two."Lina wanted to scream.She wanted to yell out in pain so bad that maybe her sister would hear her all the way in the middle of Saint August. This was all her fault...This was all her fault for taking this monster's offer for her own stupid curiosity!*SMACK!*"UGHH!!""Charlie!"It was torture. Every thrown punch on the boy felt like a thousand slaps to the face as Lina found herself crawling on the pavement, unable to do anything besides watching the carnage unfold before her. Her left arm ached like it has never ached before as she tried to force herself upright through sheer willpower; biting through the pain as her mind raced to do something to alleviate her hurting friend's situation.&n
The CEO's Son is a Serial Killer XIII.I Picking up the Pieces
Time moves forward...⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛*BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!*A lone blonde squirmed under her covers, her poor sleeping posture causing her to stretch out on her bed as the incessant beeping did its job of coaxing her awake. Her loose tank top almost dislodged itself from her shoulders as its slob of a wearer tumbled and turned, one bleary eye half-opening as she yawned in all of her glorious sloppiness.M-morning already?*BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!*Liz silently groaned as her annoying alarm slowly started to register in her sleep-addled mind. What time was it? What day was it today? Did she even need this alarm?It was way too early for her to be awake, in her opinion.*slam.. slam..
The CEO's Son is a Serial Killer XIII.II Picking up the Pieces
Last night, Liz had managed to pick up a beaten and battered kid off the side of the road just as she was about to leave Saint August through the Nancaan road. Looking at the kid's uniform, she had recognized it to be from the same school that Helly currently worked at. The fact that the child was alone in the middle of the night, as well as her current state, was just too dangerous to leave alone. So she hefted the girl on the back of her bike and sped off back around and towards the nearer highway for a faster way to get home.'H-Hey, calm down...' Liz slowly mouthed to the kid, her hands instinctively gesturing in a way that denotes her general idea. 'I'm friendly.'"Wh-Where am I?!" the panicked girl asked, still clutching at the blanket as she leaned against the farthest wall away from the older woman. "A-Answer me!"The detective frowned as she realized that the girl didn't manage to read her lips. This was pretty bad for communication. She had
The CEO's Son is a Serial Killer XIII.III Picking up the Pieces
"It still hurts...""It's going to be okay, Lina," Liz soothed just as she put the finishing touches on the last set of bandages. "It'll go away soon.""But what if it doesn't?"The detective put on the warmest smile she could muster as she patted the last bandage down gently, her other hand going to her choker to speak, "It will, I promise."With the basic first-aid done, Liz finally allowed herself to relax a bit, leaning on the couch as her eyes wandered on the used cotton balls and wipes scattered all around her. She should probably clean that up, lest she might actually get some super roaches scurrying around with blood powers or something. Lord knew she already had some creepy crawlies lying around behind her drawers...Damn, she should really clean her apartment soon.
The CEO's Son is a Serial Killer XIII.IV Picking up the Pieces
Liz flashed a sad smile as she subconsciously ran her hand through her neck again. In a sense, she knew that the question was coming whether she liked it or not. Children were curious, after all, and a large, pink gash over someone's neck just screamed curiosity. Even she could admit that. And it wasn't as if she won't be asking some hard-hitting questions later herself. She was more than happy to entertain the kid if it meant getting her comfortable around her presence."I had an accident a few years ago," the former police detective recounted as she put her phone down to focus on her young guest. "Got nicked in the line of duty."It was a turbulent time; being a freshly-minted detective, sniffing out a lead, her over-achieving ass getting too cocky about trying to get a promotion... If she hadn't met Heather back then, surely she would have been dead after a few days of being in the middle of hostile enemy territory with no backup. Not that she would ever say
The CEO's Son is a Serial Killer XIII.V Picking up the Pieces
"Liz?!~" Wisteria's muffled voice echoed from her apartment door. "Open up before I pick your lock open!~"
The CEO's Son is a Serial Killer XIV.I Echoes of the Past
Time slows to a crawl...⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛"Damn it, Liz!" the bedraggled teacher almost shouted in her bedroom just as soon as she woke up. "Why didn't you call me?!"It was on a gloomy Saturday morning that Heather found herself scrambling to get dressed just so she could catch the earliest bus heading to Riverside. Liz's text was a rude awakening to an otherwise dreamless sleep, her actual lack of rest non-withstanding as the bedraggled homeroom teacher hurriedly brandished a pair of faded jeans and a random t-shirt she top-decked off of her drawers."Fuck, fuck.... Fuck!"She'd been receiving calls from both kids' parents since last night. And every time, her heart ached for the worry and anxiety seeping through the voices of Lina and Charlie's respective guardians.
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A Word from your Author
It's over! It's finally over!- E-eherm..Well wasn't this a trainwreck of a story.Heartstrings was supposed to be over well over a month ago. If it weren't for an arbitrary chapter and word count requirement, as well as poor planning, this thing would've been done in just over 80 to 90k words just like its predecessor. Now, at the very least, I had some takeaways from writing this thing, so do keep in mind that this serves as both a gigantic author's note and as a reflection for me to read as well.Let's get started, shall we?I never expected to write this kind of story in the first place; one that involved CEO bullshit that I always saw dominating the recommended pages of literary sites. In fact, this tale wasn't even on the master timeline that I always referred to in my note. It just... materialized in my head, per
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The Flow of Time
The CEO's Son is a Serial Killer
Epilogue
Time moves forward. And while this tale slowly comes to an end, their stories continue on their own...⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛A new dawn... A new day...Another day of her miraculous third shot at a normal life.*"Top stories tonight; the Alexandria Heir's killer still at large, Kardia's impact, and the 2016 Mollucan National Elections."*Walking across her living room, one Heather Littman ignored the blaring news coverage being shown on her TV in favor of brewing a small cup of tea. Repeatedly dipping the tea bag in her mug, the English teacher wistfully sighed as she checked the date on the calendar."First week of March, huh..." the red-haired teacher muttered to herself as she sipped on her common beverage. "Summer's almost here..."&n
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XVII.VI Confrontation
"Goodbye, Dio. And good riddance."Charlie couldn't believe it. Ms. Littman actually defeated the monster! She was so strong! He had been hiding behind the crates despite hearing his homeroom teacher's voice, but he had been watching the fight go on from the sidelines...And it was so cool!He didn't know why Ms. Littman started acting the way she did, but it just made her more badass as she went along and hit the old man right on the legs and arms! If he wasn't safe when she just showed up, then he was essentially home free once she downed the man entirely.He could finally go home! Lina actually got help!With a goofy smile on his face, Charlie finally emerged from his hiding spot in favor of getting to his beloved teacher's side. She'll be so surprised when he shows up with minimal injuri
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XVII.V Confrontation
It was going so well!*WHOOSH!*At one moment, he was in complete, and total control. His subject was clearly terrified; holding onto a piece of metal pipe like her life depended on it. She was flustered, stuttering even! The revelation of his side-activities even seemed to put her more off-balance as he made his approach!*WHOOSH! WHOOSH!*Then all of a sudden, his subject swung the pipe at him, clearly aiming for his head! Even now, he was doing his best to dodge as he carefully backed away from the blushing woman. Did he do something wrong?*WHOOSH! CLANG!*A resounding clang echoed throughout the warehouse as his subject's pipe collided with a stray metal cabinet. Any other woman would've been hurting if their arms rattled with such a force, but Dio could only watch as his blushing teacher simply went on like nothing even happened.What was this woman made of?"Why are you running?~" Heather
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XVII.IV Confrontation
"Charlie?!"Heather called out to the proverbial ether as she stepped inside the suspiciously lit warehouse. With every intrepid step, her instincts screamed at her to always look behind her back, and she was more than ready to heed its advice.'Keep an eye out...'Nodding to herself as she fully entered the building, the teacher noted the surprisingly chilly air within, as well as the open lights that illuminated the area. It was clear that the warehouse was currently being used."Charlie?"Delving deeper into the warehouse, she couldn't help but feel that danger was just around the corner; her heart hammering with excitement as she cautiously turned another corner. Her right hand itched with anticipation; practically nagging at her to take some sort of makeshift weapon with her in case the
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XVII.III Confrontation
He was late. Livid, and late."BRAT!"Dio found himself screaming in anger just as he finished checking the time on his phone. It was already past seven, and he had yet to do the things that he wanted to do for the day. He hadn't dumped his refuse out of his car, he hadn't made headway on his later responsibilities, he hadn't even begun trying to tie up another loose end that he had to shut up.For fuck's sake, he could go on!*CRASH! CRASH!*He never managed to eat his breakfast at six, take a shower at six-thirty, or even read the newspaper by this time of day. His entire day was already thrown off schedule with this minor stunt, but it would be totally thrown off the window if the brat continued to evade his ire.*CRASH! THUD!*"Fu
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XVII.II Confrontation
"Yoohoo!~ Mr. Dio?~"It had been a few minutes since Helly had begun her search on the massive place that was the Alexandria Docks. The constant walking was uncharacteristically getting her feet sore despite being relatively short, but she supposed that that was because she hadn't done some long-distance walking in good a while."Anybody here?~"It was kind of nostalgic, to be quite honest; doing some basic searching for someone that she absolutely loathed. Quite the thrill, especially after years of boring schoolwork and teaching.'We love teaching...'But it never compared to the rush and satisfaction of removing scum off the streets~ She knew in the back of her mind that her rationale was screaming at her to stop, but her right hand was just aching to be let loose on someone that truly de
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XVII.I Confrontation
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