SAGE

Chapter 6

Sage Miller

Hell isn't where the devil lies but sometimes hell is the house you're are afraid to be alone in.

I have a fear that almost told loosing Eve and that is being left alone in this house.

My demons are a few feets away from me, demons I can't out run.

My eyes kept glancing at the basement door like she'd gonna walk out any minute.

Maybe burying her in the house I live in wasn't the smartest choice but it was the only choice I had. It guaranteed that she's never be found.

But every time I was alone in this house I felt like she'll dig herself out and walk out of that basement.

But that's impossible right? How could she when she's buried under concrete. Hard concrete.

I tried keeping up the conversation listening to her as she explained her worries. I couldn't even sympathize with her because I hate the woman they were looking for even if she was my mother.

"I haven't seen her since last August or something." I lied poorly but the woman barely noticed my lack of patience or my jittery movements.

"This is so unlike her. She hasn't been to work too. It's been months. I've checked all her normal spots and she hasn't been to any of them in months. The last time I spoke to her she was coming here."

She was pacing. I realised that even if Clara was horrible, she still had people that cared and loved her. People as horrible as her but they did care about her.

But that didn't suddenly make me feel guilty for what I did. I would do it again if it meant getting her out of our lives for good.

"She never made it I guess. I haven't seen her." I lied again playing with nails.

She immediately snap out of whatever spell she's been under and my eyes widen, my heart pounded even harder than I thought was possible.

I stepped back afraid that she has caught on. I was paranoid.

"I'm going. If she comes back tell her I'm looking for her." She declares and pull herself together. She walks out the door not telling me her name but she didn't need to.

I already knew her. I've seen her too many times right here whenever Clara was here.

Hearing that I calmed down and my heart beat returned to normal. I then released the breath I've been holding.

Even though that was a close one but it's over and I couldn't let the fear that's been lingering around me get to me now.

Clara is dead and no one will ever find her. Only two people know where she is buried and Styles would never tell a soul.

I don't know why I trust him after he betrayed my sister but I do. I have this feeling that him and I are very much alike.

I try to avoid my paranoia most of the time but I'm afraid of someone finding out what I did. It's not possible right? I try to tell myself that but I still fear it.

The whole morning I tried shaking the feeling but that woman shook in me. People are gonna ask question, this is just the beginning and I'm scared I'll give myself away.

I showered and got dressed. I drove down the familiar road. The relief I felt driving down the road was unlimited.

I parked next to the floral shop and got out the car.

"Mrs Bell." I grinned at the old lady.

"Sage." She beamed at me. "I haven't seen you in so long, what happened?"

but over time the visits got fewer and fewer that I only come here on days

been busy." I explained

visiting him. I thought you've forgotten him." She frowned for

him." I told her and she

to visit." It was more of a statement than

around." She said and I nodded sadly

She asked to lighten

I replied

right up." She said and we made small

you know." I told Mrs

face lit

I gloat

it. Now you also have

have to wait two years for that." I told her and left

of white and pink carnations and one

bid Mrs

Bell." I did a

waved

smiled and drove away. I like Mrs Bell, her persona has a

was much more calm than I was ten

over the years. My eyes travel over each stone as I mentally read the names until I

Mike Peter Miller

loving father and a

heavy sigh letting the trouble

shoulders relax a little and everything seems to be blown away by

and placed the new flowers on the pot. I smiled as memories of dad and Eve played in my

dad." I grinned. "I know what you're gonna say. 'Why haven't you come see me'. I'm sorry it took me a while and I have no excuse for that. I

used to tell dad every little thing.

past year haven't been at easy. So many bad things happened but good things happened too. A lot of things changed." I started to explain. "Eve is still angry I guess, she always has been that's

longest time I sit there just staring at space, completely zoned out. I played the memories of the past year in my mind. A lot has happened and

be like you and fill your shoes in her life but it's not

Clara was her mother. But it made sense too, no mother

back like I always do when

but I'll try and make her visit you soon. I'm not sure how that will help. She hasn't

I inhaled and exhaled.

the first time. I held

expected something to happen. Thunder or a storm or

morning breeze continued blowing

all, he did love Clara. I hate to admit it but they

breeze

been better. The storm or the

or maybe I did." I frown at my thought. "I mean she was horrible and hurt us a

the events

blood. She wouldn't have survived. I just ended her misery.

that it didn't matter why I did it. I killed her. I snapped

I whispered into

longest time I sit there in peace feeling a huge weight being lifted off my shoulders for finally saying

her a lot and she looks so much like

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