Lethal Bride - Season 1 - Episode 24

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Lethal Bride - Season 1 - Episode 24

SKEPTISM

“do you know him”
“yes I do”
“do you know he was part of
the people that killed my
parents”

“Crystal, I have no idea he had a part in the deaths of your parents”

“why did he come back here”
“Crystal, trust me I don’t
know anything, I was also
trying to find out why he came. I have always been there for you trust me”

“Easton he said I was spared
for a reason, why did he say
that”

“sincerely I don’t know what you are talking about”

“I lost my parents when I
needed them the most”, she
broke down as fresh tears
streamed her eyes, she threw
the gun to floor. He reached out to her and comforted her.

He felt her hot tears on his
shoulder as he held her.

“everything would be fine”.
Suddenly she stopped crying
and pulled her head away from his shoulder.
“I want a favor from you”

“what is it?”
“light up his body and scatter
his ashes. Will you do that for
me?” “if it makes you better I will”.
She wiped her eyes, took one
last glance at the body and
walked out. As soon as she
left, he dragged a long sigh of
relief. “that was close”, he thought, he looked at the
body and knew what Crystal
demanded was necessary, he
wasn’t planning on letting his
dad know. This was his mess,
he had to clean it up himself. He needed some fresh air, he
left and headed to Crystal
room. He knocked but no
reply came, he knocked again,
still no reply. He decided to get
in uninvited. He searched for her but didn’t see a sign of her, he only saw a note on the
bed, “i’m out for a long ride, I
need to clear my head”. He left
the room and hoped she came
back safely.

The images he had tried shutting away suddenly became fresh in his head. He
still remembered the terrified
eyes of her mother pleading
that he spared her life. He
ignored her pleas and shot her still .
He lost appetite for food. Guilt
was what fed him through
out the day. He kept looking
at the clock. It was getting
late and Crystal was still out, he became worried and feared
the worst. He took out his cell
phone and dialed her number.
He was surprised when she
picked the call.

“Crystal, where are you?” “in a dump, called a motel”

“are you still coming home
tonight?”

“no, I won’t, I need to be far
away for now, but I will be
back home tomorrow” “its alright, take care of yourself. I am expecting you
tomorrow”.

“alright”. He ended the call. He
wondered how he was going
to make her forget this event. She was deeply hurt and it hurt him to see her that way.

He ran his fingers through his
head and paced. He
remembered the favor she
asked for, he took out his cell phone and dialed Reuben’s number. It kept ringing but
no response, he swore and
dialed Francesca’s number, it
rang twice before she picked
it up. “hello Mr. Easton”
“do you have any idea where
Reuben is?”. She hesitated a
bit,

“no, I don’t”. he paused to
listen to her environment “anyway I need both up you
to come here tomorrow, take
the body far away and light it
up”

“he’s dead!” she asked with a
surprised tone “yes”. He ended the call and
sat down. His thoughts
hovered around Crystal; he
wondered how she actually
felt. How would she react
when she finds out it was him that pulled the trigger on her
mother. Everything would be
ruined. A part of him didn’t
want to loose her; she had
lived with him for eight years
and he had grown attached to her presence. She was already
his family. He remembered the
day he picked her up from the
street, he remembered how
frail and sickly she looked, he
remembered the eagerness in her to leave the street. He remembered how she rushed
the food given to her, he
smiled when he remembered
the loud belch that came out
of her and how she innocently apologized when she finished
eating. He needed to fix this, if
not everything would be
ruined.

Crystal la!d on the filthy
sheets and thought things through. She thought about everything, left right, back
forth, and centre.

She wondered if Easton and his
father had a hand in the
deaths of her parents. She wondered why she was spared. Maybe she was spared
to be trained into an assassin.

Maybe why she was spared
was for the life she was
currently living. She shoved the thought of Easton having anything to do with it. He
was a killer but he wouldn’t
have done it. If he had, when
he saw the tears in her eyes
and the gun pointing at him, he would have confessed, he wasn’t scared of anything.

She kept thinking till her head
hurt. She knew she would fall
ill if she continued this way.

She looked at the bottle in her hand and shook it, it was empty, she craved for more
liquor, but she couldn’t go out
in her state. She slept off fully
clothed.
She opened her eyes and looked around her. She was
sitting down her childhood
bed. She opened her eyes
more to see her environment.
She saw a picture of her
parents beside her, they looked happy. She wondered
why she was there and how
she got there. Crystal got up
and left the room. She heard
the voices of her parents
laughing in the kitchen. She moved towards the voices
and saw her parents making
dinner.
“mom, dad”, she still didn’t
believe what she was seeing.
“hey honey, you’re up” her mom smiled and hugged her
“what’s going on?” Crystal
looked confused
“it’s your sixteenth birthday
baby”, her dad said kissing her
on her cheek. “I am not sixteen anymore
dad, I am twenty-four”
“don’t be silly dear” her mom
laughed, “come lets go to the
dinning section, we have a
surprise for you. Her parents dragged her to the dinning,

there she saw a huge red cake
with sixteen candles on it.
“make a wish and blow your
candles” her father told her as
he placed his hand on her shoulders. She looked at their faces and saw the calmness in
them, the joy they felt.

She closed her eyes, made her
wish and blew. When she
opened her eyes, the cake wasn’t there anymore, she
turned and saw her parents
lying down in the pool of
their own blood. She
screamed so hard, she looked
at her hands and saw blood dripping from them, she was
frightened, she didn’t
understand what was
happening. She ran out, and
kept running. She noticed a
man in black chasing her. She doubled her pace and kept
running, she panted heavily.

She searched for a place to
hide but couldn’t find any, she
knocked on doors and no one
answered. She kept running. The man in black wasn’t relenting, he kept chasing.

She finally saw a trash can and
dived into it, closing the lid
tight. She tried calming her
breath so that the strange man wouldn’t hear her.

Someone started banging the
cover of the trash can, she
became really scared and
screamed. The lid of the trash
can was forced open, she shut her eyes, whimpering and
waiting for the worse to
happen.

“hey, it’s me Crystal”. She
knew the voice and opened
her eyes to see Easton’s hands stretched towards her.

“come let me give you a
better life”. She grabbed his
hand and came out of the
trash can.

She opened her eyes and looked around, she was still in
the motel room, her head
throbbed severely. She got up
quickly. She needed to go
back home, back to Easton.

She drove back , her mind still dwelling in the dream she had.

She got home to meet Easton
in the sitting room sleeping,
she got closer to him and
tapped him. He opened his
eyes slowly, when he saw her, he sat up quickly.

“when did you get in?”
“just now”
“how are you?”
“my head hurts terribly”. He
got up and cupped her chin with his palm
“Crystal, some things are
better when they not
revisited, you have a whole
lot in front of you and you
have me, I will always be there to protect you, just trust me”. She nodded weakly
and rested her head on his
chest, every form of doubt
she had, was going to be
wiped out. She believed and trusted Easton.