Chương 14: CHAPTER 14 - I think I'm next 1

　　“Freya stop!” Hayley pleaded as she crawled to the back of the couch bleeding from her nose and leg. She was endeavoring to stop the bleeding, but she kept attempting to save her life and also Eamon's. Eamon was still striving to stop Freya but to no avail. Hayley stood back on her feet after she had crawled to the back of a couch, staggering when Eamon had forgotten she was there. She took out a dagger and seized Eamon's neck about to cut through him.

　　“I will kill him if you try to stop me.” Hayley threatened. She wasn't going to take his life.

　　“Please! Don't do this. I'm begging you.” Freya said sarcastically, before she chuckled, her lips twitching into a smirk. Hayley wanted to scare her into retreating, but she saw her efforts were in vain.

　　“Do you think I'm Freya who would give the world for Eamon Brentford?” Freya quizzed.

　　Hayley released Eamon from her grip, nudging him aside, she hurried to hurt her. Freya stopped her, pinning her to the floor before taking the dagger away from her and slicing through her throat. “You made a terrible mistake.” Freya said while Hayley was choking, and gasping for breath, attempting to stop her bleeding, by burying her palms on her neck, but her blood kept gushing down.

　　Freya had forgotten Eamon was there, she turned to look for him, and was knocked out by a heavy blow of Eamon's club. She dropped to the floor while he fell on his knees, lying on the floor, he became motionless.

　　Eamon gasped, as he woke up from the terrifying nightmare, he turned on the lights after he jumped out of his bed and darted at the clock hanging in his room. It was three o'clock. Eamon expired deeply, as he left his room to the bathroom to go take a quick shower. He thought about the nightmare, he recalled when Freya told him that there was a missing kid in Weston Hills High. He took a deep breath, as he stepped into the bathtub, still lingering in his thought. Was it possible for Freya to be responsible, or maybe Hayley? He was perplexed, he couldn't concentrate because he wasn't sure of what to believe. Running his fingers through his hair, as the drops of water trickled down his skin, he quickly took his bath, stepped out of the tub, and dried his body with a plain white towel. Likewise, he took his phone and texted Freya to come over to the house as fast as possible.

　　Freya knocked a few hours after Eamon woke up, he gently opened the door, letting her into the house before he slammed the door, and they kissed each other.

　　“Good morning.” Freya said, shocked that he was not smiling, she noted the different attitude. The Eamon she knew was always optimistic whenever he saw her, but that Eamon wasn't standing close to her. He didn't reply to her greeting.

　　“What is it?” She asked, as she dropped her bag on the couch, and followed him to the kitchen.

　　“I had a nightmare, Freya.” Eamon said, as beads of sweat slowly formed on his face, his eyes scanning through the kitchen before he glanced back at Freya. “Is it that terrible that it took your smile away?” She said as she fondled his face, hoping to get a positive answer.

　　“Did you kill that missing student?” Eamon asked. Freya stared at him raising an eyebrow, she could not believe that Eamon would ask her such a question. How on earth could a woman he loved and had known for years kill someone? Perhaps, people change.

　　“Here I am striving to figure out what is happening to my family, and you're accusing me of what I know nothing about.” Freya said, as she pulled away from him, she scurried out of the kitchen, and wiped off the tears that were about to drop from her eyes. Eamon followed, the only thing he could do was admit guilt. He understood that he was wrong to have asked such a question, but the best thing Freya would have done was to answer, 'yes or no'.

　　“I'm sorry.” He said as he held her back, caressing her with his thumb. She had already taken her bag and was headed for the door.

　　“You ought to support me, not accuse me. My family is in difficulty and I'm ought to be with them, but here I am...with you because I love you.” She said, staring at him.

　　“It wasn't wise enough for me to have asked such. I feel it would be better not to ruin the upcoming ceremony.” He said with an alluring smile.

　　“This isn't about the wedding. This is about my family.”

　　“I'm sorry that I hurt you.” Eamon said, attempting his possible best to make her feel better.

　　“I only had a dream where you killed Hayley, that's why I invited you early, so we can sit and talk like adults.”

　　“Perhaps, you don't trust me.”

　　“I trust you.” Eamon smiled moving strands of her hair behind her ears. Freya smiled back before they embraced each other.

　　Earnestine sashayed into the icebox, smiling as she walked up to the counter, meeting Erin who was leaning on it. Her gaze met the guy who sat at the other end, he waved at her, but she just smiled.

　　“Someone must have fallen for my charm.” Earnestine mumbled to herself unknown to her that Erin heard those words escape her lips.

　　“I'm guessing I did. What do you want this time?” Erin said.

　　“My treat. Frozen Yoghurt.”

　　“I haven't seen you for a long time.” Erin said after she quickly returned with her order.

　　“It's fine. I got caught up with some family issues.” Earnestine said waving her off.

　　“I'm sure everything will be alright.”

　　“Yes! I hope so, I will talk to you later.” Earnestine grinned, as she hurriedly left the icebox pretending not to have heard what Erin said.

　　“She's beautiful, isn't she?” Justin said. Erin gasped, she didn't know that he was so close.

　　“I'm sorry about that.” He apologized. Erin gulped when his charming blue eyes met her gaze. She let out a smile before passing his balance.

　　“Have a nice day, Erin.” Justin saluted, as he left the icebox.

　　“You too.” Erin exhaled. She stared at Earnestine who she heard her car engine revving up, as she drove out of the premises.

　　Was she ready for this? Could she put aside her awful past and move on with the life she had found. These thoughts clouded her mind, as she couldn't get her mind off her. She slammed the counter just to get herself back to certainty.

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