DARK SECRET

SECRET

I'll tell you about one thing that's hard to forget, but easy to destroy. Things that are so fragile if not taken care of in earnest will be lost.

Yes, it's a trust.

Talking about trust is the most difficult thing to achieve today. Or even impossible because no one really speaks the truth. From head to toe racing in search of rescue through shouts of deceit and lies. And so did Rabella at this time, trusting the jerk man who was now lying on a mattress without a T-shirt and only covered in a blanket. Often show muscles that are tempting to be used as a hug. Find a paradise of satisfaction there.

"Say what you want to say. Ask what is in your brain. If not, come here and smoke this cigarette," said Jeff held out a marijuana seal - which is certainly not just an ordinary cigarette.

"You can die."

"I've been dead a long time, Bella." Jeff chuckles cynically. Laughing himself. Laughing Bella. Laughing circumstances. Laughing at the abomination-filled life that is often as pleasant as the night market with the glitter of a moment's pleasure.

"Is it because of Grace?" Bella swore this was the first time she was this brave. Maybe he thinks he's braver than just taking footage inside Tiara's house. Because in Bella's eyes, Jeff is everything. Defeating the existence of God that he questioned his presence when thousands of nestapa hit, laughing loudly almost stretched if Jeff did not extend his hand, even though drown on murky.

Jeff himself was flinched. Not so surprised but his look changed. Her eyes felt even more intimidating and looked coldly at the eagle's gaze, as if ready to pounce enough to make Bella freeze on the spot. Fearful. Often every girl's name is called, Bella realizes the emotional changes of Jeff are diverse. But everything is so significant.

"For now that question is becoming rhetorical, isn't it?"

"That means you just said yes, Jeff" Jeff said. Not giving any more answers. Then continue the activity of killing yourself slowly with the drugs.

"Since when?" bella asked again to make Jeff look. Questions that cause question marks as well. Obviously Jeff looked at Bella like the girl was an oddity. Which is actually like that, which crazy girl who wants to live is treated like that by Jeff.

"When did you judge Grace?" repeat Bella more clearly and completely.

Jeff's facial features make it clear that he doesn't like the direction of the conversation. No more pretending to ignore. She looked at Bella and showed her dislike. Bella was honestly trembling because Jeff was scary to her. Very especially when angry. Behind the face of the angel is too good, Jeff has a dark side that is scary and charming simultaneously.

"I don't touch him. You crazy ones ask that."

Telak. Irrefutably. Jeff points out that Bella was wrong in one throw. And the girl knew that Jeff wasn't lying. At least Bella thinks that Jeff is obsessed with Grace. But relieved when Jeff said that he wasn't like that. Because if Jeff were really like that, there would be a lot of preconceived notions about Tiara's murder.

"I love him" Jeff added after a long pause.

He felt that everything was sad.

"But he hurt me. It makes me live with all the guilt. Tortured me. Punished me. He really deserved to die. But I might not be able to do it if he dies."

Deep and make Bella understand slowly. Half of the problems in his head after Grace and Jeff that made him curious half dead. At least he understood Jeff's line about Grace who deserved to die but had to stay alive'.

"What did you do to him, Jeff? What made Grace do that to you?"

Jeff did not immediately answer and instead spoke of something else. But it most likely has something to do with everything that happens. "Grace is a fraud. He said he would always be by my side. On my side. Just like he told Sean. In fact? He left me."

Jeff laughed smirkily. Take a deep breath before finally exhaling slowly. "But yes I understand. I killed his mother."

That's her! That's what Bella's waiting for. Wanted to ask but ended up silent. She's afraid. Very afraid to ask what he means'

Jeff smiled symmetrically. Turned creepy for a moment. Smirk without guilt. "Calm down, I'll tell you this interesting story. Enough for a sleep buddy. So Rabella's here. Sleep next to me before I get bored and tell you to go."

The dominant is back. Making Bella submissive and obedient in an instant. Step carefully and lie down next to Jeff. Given one******* and a bite on the lower lip until a slight taste of iron splashes with blood.

"Little story-Grace is foreign. Even if we feel like we know him full, feel closest, we will never know which mask he is wearing. I'm frustrated looking around for which Grace I really am. What he wants. Being with him made me lose my way. Wanted to embrace yet empty. And I'm the only fucked-up kid who trusts him completely. A foolish youth who glorifies friendship and sincere love."

"Then I found Grace under her own sister's confinement. She was whimpering like a frustrated patient. In my eyes, he is holy and holy. And then I lost my way, again questioning who exactly the girl I loved was. Where is he the truth. The girl who was that night in Gery's power or who was always smiling said I wanted to protect."

"I don't know who to trust. And once again I lost everything. Until I found my friends. Also a woman who is as fucked with me. Missed the affection. It takes a person and it's hard to trust."

"Guess who? Lady Harmon - Mother Grace Harmon"

"Do you know what the next story is?"