Vincent“So, are you sleepy?” I asked her.“Nope” she got up. “Let me arrange the room first”She opened up the suitcase and started arranging the things. I went to her and took out something too and helped arrange it. She was tired by herself too, I shouldn’t just sit around. After some time I saw that the things I arranged, she removed those and kept them somewhere else. She didn’t say anything to me but rearranged every single thing I arranged.“What’s this Ashley?” I said, a little irritated by this. I did so much work but it all went in vain.“Ah actually,” she turned to me and smiled, a hint of evilness lurking. “I appreciated your efforts by not pointing out your mistakes, but I gotta correct them because the kettle should be near water and not on the dressing table and I will never ever find the comb if you keep it with the book

Ashley“What?” I heard Vincent on the phone. I went towards him. “Oh… okay. I will be there soon”The call ended and she sighed.“What’s wrong?” I asked him.“Nothing…”“Tell me”“Uh, they are calling me for investigation”“What? Why?”“Well… I was the only person in the room, so I already thought about how they let me go so easily anyway”“But Vincent, I am scared for you!”“It is okay”“Uh… be careful”“Yeah. Don’t worry, you know me. I have dodged suspicions thousand times”“Yeah…” I smiled. “Good luck”He nodded and then went out.------VincentI went out and to the Police station. To be honest, I was a little worried. I knew this time, it was like… every time, I didn&rs

HeatherI was in the hospital, besides Chris. Doctors say that his nerve was not okay. It was gonna take a lot of time for him to become like before.I looked at him. He was awake, but still numb by the pain I guess. He was looking at me and smiling and then closing his eyes and drifting to sleep. I stood up and walked out of the ward. I was sitting there for an hour and I needed something to distract myself. I left the hospital and sighed. The wind touched my skin and I felt better. This all is so tiring. I am completely frustrated. I don’t even know why he got himself in this mess. Why did he go there? He didn’t even tell me. I remember we were in the room and he was suddenly like, I will be back in a minute. I, um, actually didn’t care much about where he goes so I didn’t bother to go behind him, and then I heard this from the Police.I know he didn’t shoot himself, definitely that Vincent shot him. But I wonder why will he

HeatherI was with Chris and he was regaining his consciousness. Doctors said that he will be fine, but he just needs to rest for a few weeks, for his hands. I waited for him to be completely awake. He opened his eyes and looked at me. He smiled and I smiled back.“How are you?” I asked. He smiled more.“Completely fine”“That is good”“Hm. And you, baby?”“Great”“That's even good”I smiled more. He then looked around. “What time is it?” “It is night. Midnight?”“Oh, then why aren’t you asleep?”“Well, because you are awake?”“You should have slept. I would have met you tomorrow morning”“What nonsense are you saying?”He sighed. “You are so good”“You are better”“I am n

AshleyI saw him. his one eye was badly bruised. “Vincent?” I whispered and sat down on the floor beside him while he looked away. I touched his face but he got up. “That’s none of your concern,” he replied.“I know. But still, please” I got up and went in front of him. He looked into my eyes. “Why?” he asked me.“Because I love you”“But I--”“Yeah I know you don’t love me, it’s okay” my voice cracked but I managed to say it. His eyes moistened. I was shocked. Why was he sad?“What happened?” I asked him.“Nothing” he looked away to the side.“I know I don’t mean anything to you, but please…” I looked at him. “let me treat it”“Who said you don’t mean anything to me?”I looked at him shocked. &ldquo