Eyes Like Ice by Radia Al Rashid (the false prince .TXT) 📖

going ANYWHERE now. I’m going to the Police station. You stay here with her and look out. We don’t seem to be safe anymore, God!” she ducks out of the room in lightspeed.

Of course, not safe anymore. What is happening over here? Was then Julia’s accident framed? Was it? That’s what the asshole told me the other night. Did he kill William? But why would he? Is it because he wanted to kill something that time? To feed his filthy hunger of blood?

“Julia, take this tablet and try to get some sleep, please. You are not yet stable to take too much pressure. Please, do as I say.”

“But Eve...”

“Kate went there, Hopefully, we’ll get to know everything about it as soon as she comes back. You don’t worry.” I manage her to take the sleeping pill and tuck her in her blanket.

“Why did they do it?” she asks dizzily.

“I don’t know, Jules. We’ll figure out.”

I restlessly fidget my bracelet as I try to come up with a clue on who can possibly kill William. It must be someone who has problem with either Will or Jules. Maybe it’s about some sort of a revenge! God! only if I knew anything! What about those burnt patches on his dead body? This perfectly resembles Richard’s way of killing but why would Richard do it?... He absolutely feigned his worried and saddened expression then. Maybe he is onto something and that’s why he’s been trying to flirt with me. yes! He has had some issue with William. Moving in this neighborhood, killing William, making Jules bedridden, making her foolish little sister falling for him... exactly! And he was the one who smelled the stench first in William’s apartment. He seemed to navigate through the place pretty easily. I was totally clueless about everything while he led me to the storeroom. Oh! My dear Lord! How could I not get it then? I was too blinded by his charm to think straight. Everything is clear now... everything!

Now that I am almost certain about the criminal, all I want right now is choke the hell out of him.

The phone on Julia’s table starts ringing. I grab the phone without looking at the number calling. My head is buzzing with rage and despair.

“Hello?”

“Hello, speaking from the Police station. Is it Miss Julia Lawrence?”

“Nope! I’m Evelyn, her sister.”

“Right. Can Miss Lawrence take the phone?”

“She’s actually not doing so well... can you tell me?”

“Alright! We found the body of Miss Julia Lawrence’s fiancé, William Jones last night. We have started the investigation and we will expect Miss Lawrence to be here with her other family members. The inspector wants to have some thorough interrogations.”

“Wait! But my aunt, Kate... Kathrine Smith, she went to the Police station already. Maybe you talked to my sister earlier.”

“No, Miss. We haven’t contacted this number before. I am afraid you have been misinformed by someone else there...”

A heavy thud on my head let a tingling pain spread to my body. A bright splash of light invades my eyes before all that’s left is darkness.   

Chapter Seventeen

 

My tongue gets trickled with a tangy and sticky fluid as soon as I open my eyes. My own blood! The side of my head is burning excruciatingly and the blood is oozing across my face. The inaudible voice around and blurry vision fog my senses for yet several more minutes before I can hear the raspy voice threatening someone. I try to squint my eyes to see who are these people in the room. My heart jumps to the throat as I can see Julia’s frightened eyes widening at the guy standing in front of her. Her mouth is gagged with a bandana and her hands are tied tightly with a piece of rope.

Who the fuck is it? What is he doing to Jules? I need to get up before he can harm her any further.

The entire world collapses at my ears as the grogginess is lifted out from my head and I recognize the voice. It’s Zac.

What on earth he’s trying to do here? Why is he threatening Jules?

“I’m really surprised seeing you still struggle to remember me.” he laughs in an ugly tone.

“O poor babe! You thought that heartthrob Zac, you were drooling over is back? I didn’t know I could fool you this easily only by dying my hair and fixing the posture a little. Seems like I’m not as ugly as before to be rejected!” he ruthlessly pulls away the bandana from Julia’s mouth.

“Y-you are Scott? That...” her voice trembling.

“Yes, sweetheart! That nerd and ugly Scott who you rejected... three times.”

“But... you knew that I and Will were already dating... I couldn’t...”

“Zip it, you little bitch! You didn’t start dating that douchebag when you rejected me for the first time. You told me that I was ugly... you told me I was not your match! And I knew I WAS YOUR MATCH AND NOBODY ELSE.” He huffs with anger. His voice is freaking me out already, how is Julia keeping up with his threats face to face! I swallow the lump in my throat. My body already became so paralyzed with pain that I cannot even move it.

“I didn’t call you ugly, Scott! I told you I was not ready to go into a relationship then.”

“Yeah, right! Then miraculously within two fucking weeks, you were ready? Ready to let that jerk, William get in your pants?”

“Scott, it’s been a long time...”

“I didn’t forget! Nope, not for a single moment. You were meant to be mine Julia. I CLAIMED you first. I never forgot the rejection; I never forgot your fiancé’s smirk when he mocked me silently. You think it’s just a rejection, huh? NOBODY REJECTS ME JULIA.”

“You killed him already, you made me bedridden for heaven’s sake! What else do you want? Kate... where is Kate? what did you do to her?” she cries out.

“That stupid Kate!” he laughs his ugly laughter one more time, “That stupid has been a blessing to let me in this house. I just shoved her aside before she would do something very... very disappointing, like you, my love!” he brushes him thumb across her face before slapping her hard. I let out a yelp at this and he finally turns to face me. His handsome face is filled with monstrosity and hatred. He spits, “You weak little whore, you haven’t died yet? Apologies! I should’ve hit you a little harder, then.”

“Please! I implore you, Scott. Don’t hurt her. You do whatever you want with me, but not to her.” Julia shouts.

“No! I won’t hurt you sweetheart! You will be my wife, remember? I told you already you were meant to be mine... only. Let me first take care of this little hoe of your sister. She has been the actual pain in my ass this whole time. Not leaving your sister alone, huh? What are you? Lesbian lovers?” he grips my hair. I wince at the pain it adds to the already throbbing head.

“So, it’s you who killed the cat, isn’t it?” I try to halt him some more minutes before I can come up with an idea about tackling him.

“Ridiculous! All you care about is that nasty beast? You got to be kidding me Senorita!” he smirks. “Yes! I did, I killed that shit as a fun experiment, if you ask.”

“You are a fucking psycho. Do you know it?” I whisper.

“You think so, huh?” he slaps me hard. Blood is pooling around my head.

“Eve, no! please, don’t mess with him.” Julia pleads.

“Tell me one more thing before killing me, will you?” I pant.

“Sure! Scott doesn’t like to leave death-wishes unfulfilled. Spit it out, princess.”

“You made up the story about Richard last night and you stalked us when we went to William’s house, didn’t you?”

“You’ve got some brain, I must admit! But nope, not really stalked you. I’ve got a camera there in that douche’s apartment. Saved me a lot of time and danger.” He smiles like a demon.

“Why did you make it up? What did that guy do to you?”

“Nothing! Just an easy prey.” He shrugs. “His family’s incident made it easier for me to arrange the plot so perfectly. Thanks to the gas cylinder and his neighbors who did accuse him.” He snickers.

“How did you know about him?” I whisper, being unable to talk properly because of the agonizing pain.

“Internet, babe! And why am I answering to your inquisition? You’re trying to stall me by asking all these stupid questions, aren’t you? You, witty little whore.” He tightens his fist.

“I promise, I’ll marry you, Scott. Please don’t hurt Evelyn. I’m begging you.” Julia implores again.

He gives an evil smirk at this. “Just a little something as the reward for your rejection. Trust me, it will be done before you know it.” He rocks the blowtorch in his hand.

Is he going to burn me to death? God! help me…

I wince at the thought. I’m almost seething as the pain paralyzes my limbs. I can’t even try to grab something to hit his fucking head as he turns that way.

“It’ll be a fun process Miss Evelyn Lawrence, can’t promise on the intensity of the pain though. Guess what? It’s gonna be really fun... I love this thing.” He smiles at the blowtorch and I can see the half-ripped belt hanging from it.

It was not the torn piece of Richard’s wristband beside the cat. It’s the belt! I suffocate to breathe.

“Drop your weapon!” first, I can’t quite understand what’s happening. Then, three figures in Police uniform proceeding this way catch my eyes.

“You called the Police? Julia! You betrayed me AGAIN.” Zac slash Scott grits his teeth.

“I didn’t...” Julia looks stunned.

One Policeman comes forward and twists the Psycho’s hands behind him to put on the handcuffs. Another one proceeds as Zac keeps threatening, “You two think you can get away from me? No! I’ll come back and I will burn you both, next time. I wanted to spare you, bitch!” he turns to Julia. “Guess you didn’t like that idea... you will die I promise! Just like your fucking fiancé, I will choke the hell out of you and then decorate your body with this baby!” he smiles insanely at his blowtorch. You both will DIE.” The Policemen drag him out of the room while he continues spitting curses.

“When the phone was hung up all of a sudden and one of you informed me about your Aunt going to the Police station, I knew something was not right. Hey! This way, get the ladies to the ambulance.” A Police motions with his hand.

“Did you get the body outside the house? Is she still breathing?” he asks the Medical team.

“Yes, sir. She’s alive.”

“Good.”

Maybe they are talking about Kate. Maybe that psycho choked her or something after she went out... my eyes feel heavy as they carry me to the ambulance. Enough for this day... my brain doesn’t have space to receive any more shock.

The sanitized smell of the hospital fills my nostrils as I open my eyes.

“Eve? How are you doing now?” Sarah’s face comes into my focus.

“Sarah? Where is Julia? Where is Kate? Are they doing okay?”

“Shh, calm down. Yes, both of them are just fine. No worries about it. Kate needs a little