**Annabelle**
I’ve had enough bullshit in my life and at this point, I was at my peak and definately not ready for more.
I wasn’t going to listen to anything he had to say because it was all lies fabricated to manipulate me. I wonder if he isn’t tired of playing games after all these years.
“I’m going to go home, clear my head. I’ll see you Fallon.”
I said ignoring his statement and twisted the knob as earlier planned, walking out of the office
***
My hands were shaky making the keys jiggle in them but I manage to get to my car, closing the door behind me before embarking on a mini break down.
The space felt tight, it was like the air was getting sucked out of my lungs. I held onto the chair tightly waiting for the exhale but it was like I couldn’t breathe.
I started hyperventilating and the walls were closing it just as mg eyes were about to until the car door opened up. I rushed outside landing into Fallon’s arms.
“Annabelle!”
His voice laced with concern boomed out. It was all probably fake.
I held my chest forcing myself to breathe and after a few seconds, I regained my composure.
“Get off of me!”
I shrieked pushing him off.
“I’m sorry.”
“You’re not. An apology without change is just a freaking manipulation. You say you’re sorry but you keep hurting me. That’s what you do if you haven’t noticed. It fucking hurts. First college, you said sorry but did you change no? You still screwed me over and ruined my life nearly crushed my dreams. Now, I have to work with you to try to build them back and you’re still hurting me, still manipulating me still trying to push something that’s dead and buried. I’ll say this again, you hurt me too much. I can’t, you’re married and going to be a father soon so get every sick idea out of your head. Fallon, you and I had something. In the past, it’s dead and it’s gone. The sooner you accept that, the earlier you can move on. You’re suffocating me and I can barely take it anymore.”
I finished leaving him rooted on the spot. I quickly got into my car before he comes up with a comeback and drove away. I need to get as far away from him as I can.
***
**FALLON**
Hate. One word to describe what I felt for myself. Annabelle was right. I’m a terrible person and I ruined her life. She’s right. I shouldn’t be stupid to try and ruin it more while she’s trying so hard to get herself back up.
The best thing to do is to leave her alone. Ignore the message I got, ignore my instinct and although it’ll be hard, I have to move on. I just have to.
I snapped out of my state and dragged my feet back inside.
**Ava**
My problems never seem to end. I hired incompetent fools and now I have an almost visible target on my back. The police are getting really close and it won’t be long till they connect the dots back to me and then it’s jail time.
I huffed thinking of a way to put a permanent stop to the case. Tying up loose ends only brought more so I can’t afford to kill anybody. I’ll have to think of something else.
“Got it!”
I snapped my fingers grinning to myself.
“The police won’t have time to think of catching me if they already caught the mastermind. To end everything, I’ll simply frame someone else. I’m in the clear and he or she goes to prison and there’s nothing anyone can do about it. The question now remains, who do I frame.”
I bite my lips getting my phone out to call my hit man. Finally, everything would be okay.
****