Alita was heartbroken when she got the news that Josh was poisoned in his cell. No, it wasn’t because se cared about what happened to him, instead she was sad that he didn’t live long enough to help the police get Richie. That would have been her ultimate revenge.She didn’t have to be told that Richie paid a dirty cop to kill Josh for him. It was typical of him to go to any extent to save himself, even if it meant killing one of his own. He was quick to get rid of her and he was that way with everyone.It would leave her devastated if Richie somehow maneuvered his way around all the fingers pointed at him and emerged free from his well-deserved punishment. He was definitely going to come for Benson and her again. He never leaves a stone unturned when he wanted something or someone taken off his path for him.The problem was there were many people as good and even more brutal that Josh working for Richie and they were all one call away. She felt unsafe every minute from when she heard
"Sarah has not been talking to me. I know she is mad at me. She asks about my health and all when she calls, but after that, she hangs up," Alita said as her expression dulled."You are probably overthinking it. Sarah just called you a second ago, and you are, panicking over it here. She called you yesterday and the day before," Benson shook his head and raised his chin. "I don't understand the fuzz, honestly. You girls are okay. I mean, if I were your best friend, I would be a little," he pinched his fingers at her, "...mad at you for keeping your relationship from me. I might be a little mad that you were keeping us a secret, but I ain't Sarah, and I was keeping you a secret too so," he squared his shoulder as his brows rose."How did this become about you just now, Benson Astor," she gave him a once-over, and he shrugged in surrender."It was?" He muttered, looking away. "It wasn't-isn't….""What do you know… how many friends do you have?" Anita hissed and let herself fall into the
“Why are you looking at me like I am a ghost?” Sarah raised her brow as she walked past Alita and sunk into the couch, tossing her bag to the side and stretching herself to relieve the stress in her joints.Alita's heart was beating twice as fast, and she just stood there, closing he eyes and trying to breathe. She wasn’t ready for Sarah’s Abrupt appearance. She wanted to settle in first and then rehearse how the conversation would go so she would know what t expect and what to say to the possible outcomes she would have deduced.“You don’t want to look at me too?” Sarah said, leaning off the chair as she rubbed her palm together. “You said you wanted to talk and not stand there like a statue or something,” Sarah grumbled.Alita cleared her through and turned around to face Sarah. Her chest rose and fell with heavy breaths. Her body didn’t hide her nervousness. She said, “Hi, Sarah, waving frantically at Sarah like she was across the road and not sitting away from her. How have you be
118"And Sarah," Alita said massaging the back of her neck. "That text… I didn't write it," her eyes darted around, avoid contact with Sarah's."Oh, I know," Sarah waved her hand and swirled her head around. "I know your words and I know his.""You couldn't be that formal even if you tried," Sarah have her a half shrug.Sarah and Alita made up and they tell each other everything they had missed out on in each of their lives.Alita was happy that things were back to normal between the two of them. She took a cab and rushed home to tell Benson.Benson was sitting in the living room with a glass in his hand and a half filled bottle of wine on the table I'm front of him. He smiled when he saw Alita walk to the door. "From the look of things, that went pretty well, even though it took way more time than I expected," he sipped from the glass in his hand and set it on the table. "How long does it take to to freaking make peace?" He cocked his head as the side of his mouth twitched."Shut up
You know that feeling when you win a lottery or when you see your name on the list of people that passed a test or an exam and you know it is a miracle because you didn't do anything to deserve being in that list. Sarah was feeling like everything was unreal as the day of her wedding drew close. It was all feeling like an dream and Alita had to pinch her out of her thoughts so many times at the boutique the had entered to check for a befitting dress for her."I will bite your mind out if your head if you zone out on me again," Alita's eyes went round. "I would have smacked your head rather than pinch you again if I hadn't known what you were thinking about," she whined."Sorry," Sarah raised her hand to her mouth and giggled. "It feels like a dream, you know… me finding the man that loves me the same way I love him and now I am getting married. It all feels like I am in an alternate universe. I never thought it was possible to get married after all I had been through," Sarah turned ar
"There you go," Beatrix pushed Benson aside and he almost tripped as she opened her arms and hurried to Alita. "I couldn't wait for the car to stop," she pulled Alita in a hug and held her face in her hand. "How are you doing my dear," she smiled warmly as she tossed Alita's face side to side. "Forgive me but there should be a scar right about…""Here," Alita touched the left side if her neck. It was still hurting a bit as she touched him."Oh, wow," Beatrix exclaimed. "You covered it up," she laughed."Yeah… make up power," Alita bobbed her head. "Of course, I wouldn't go around with a scar on my neck. I would sink into ground with the first few eyes that land on me," she added."That's exactly what I would do," Beatrix cocked her head and took Alita's hand in here. "Show me to my room please," she whined."Alright, here we go," Alita glanced at Benson said, "come a long now, would ya?" She said mimicking a little of his mother's accent. He rolled his eyes at her and she jerked her f
Alita and Beatrix talked more and got to know each other better. They grew close–Alita saw that Beatrix wasn't a scary model and a wealthy mother to a rich son. And no matter how intimidating she looked and sounded, she was a woman and a lovely mother at heart.The two of them mostly spent time with each other, leaving Benson alone with Julie. He was jealous and a little uncomfortable with how close they were because he feared his mother would influence Alita, and he didn't want any trace of his mother on Alita. Most guys out there would like a girl with some, if not all, the characteristics of their mother, but Benson wasn't that guy.Charity got caught up in his mother's lifestyle and could not balance it with her marriage. She drowned in the luxury and attention and their marriage crumbled. Beatrix could manage it though. It was her husband that was the fault for their situation. But what are the odds that Alita could?Benson kept all his fears to himself and let them be. He focuse
Just as Alita feared, Richie saw the viral video and then the news everywhere was talking about her and she had to say her name to everyone that asked.He was furious and shocked at the same time. He had been asking himself how the police could have gotten such a lead against him. There were too many incriminating things about him that leaked out.When he saw Alita in the news, It all clicked. She didn't die. She just wouldn't die. He ordered her to be kidnapped after he found out she was the damsel with Benson at his party. That didn't work out and he panicked until he heard she and Benson were shot that night.Richie was disappointed when his intels told him that Benson didn't die, but comforted himself that Alita was dead and his secrets had died with her. Leaving a person like her alive would leave him vulnerable.At the party, after confirming she was the one, he could not help but ask himself why she had kept shut with all she knew about him. She must hate him for backstabbing h