Coraline Hart was a typical young woman for those looking at her from the outside. She went to work at a café, paid her bills, and was never seen without a smile on her face. But no one was to know the true horrors of what Coraline was forced to endure behind closed doors. To deal with his pain, her father went to the bottle and spent most of his time off his face with drink to forget his feelings. Due to his alcoholism, he can never hold down a job, and whatever money he does have, he drinks away. Causing Coraline to give him all of hers, knowing the dangers of what he could do if she were to say no. She had accepted this was her life now, going to work and giving all her money to her father, but that was until her saviour, in the form of a man in a very well-pressed suit with slicked-back hair and the thickest Spanish accent, walked into her café. This mysterious man soon becomes infatuated with this woman, who had unknowingly saved him the day they met; to him, it proved she was his and no other person was to cross her. But his infatuation was soon about to turn deadly; any man that he deemed too close to his Coraline soon slipped away without any hassle. When a police officer comes into the café and shreds some light on the man she was seeing, her world comes crumbling down. But for the mysterious man with the thick Spanish accent, he can never let go of his new obsession. Read on to find out how this simple interaction between two complete strangers became deadly.
View MoreAfter showering in Vito’s very expensive looking shower, I walk out and begin to shift through the piles of clothes he had picked up for me. A plain white t shirt and blue jeans standing out as an easy option, he had even remembered to pack me some underwear, with a sigh, I slip them all on for the day. Whilst I was alone with my thoughts, I did start to feel bad for the way in which I had spoken to him. I know he is just trying to help me navigate my way through this situation, but something about his lawyer just doesn’t add up for me. Owen seems like such a kind person, he could see how much Shane’s death affected me yesterday when he saw me, I don’t feel as though he’ll be sat there attempting to interrogate me. Once I was ready and looked somewhat presentable, I truly didn’t know if I had it in me to do much with my hair or face, I leave the bathroom to enter the now empty bedroom. I couldn’t help but sigh at the sight, I left Vito here after digging into him for no reason. I wa
I was walking around the café, putting away the last of the cupcakes that we weren’t able to sell that day when a loud crash occurred from out of the back. I jump a little turning my head to look over at the dark and empty hallway in front of me, the only source of light being the green beacon showing which door was the fire escape. “Hello?” I ask out into the darkness taking a slow step forward scanning my surroundings for anything which could have caused that abrupt noise. Once I had reached the entrance of the very long hallway, a light which resembled a torch begins to flash on and off in a separate room to the right. With a deep breath in, I take my first steps into the hallway and closer to the flashing light off to the side, my heart in my mouth with every step that I would take closer. “Is anyone there?” I ask out loud once again whilst still continuing my journey, but as like before, I never got a reply instead, a deep feeling of danger began to spread through me as I proc
~20 hours earlier~ Shane leaves his apartment with a smile on his face, he had recently ordered another cake for Coraline and him to eat when they took their break as like they had done yesterday. He hoped she would open up to him a little more today, he could see how much she wanted to tell him what has been happening with her, but something kept holding her back. Perhaps now she has calmed down a little, it’ll be easier for him to work out what she’s truly holding close to her chest. He knew she’d told him her mood was due to her just getting back to work and her injury still hurting, but he didn’t know why, he didn’t believe her. He had known Coraline for many years now and considered her one of his best friends, he knew how she acted when certain things would happen and to him, something wasn’t adding up. That feeling only grew when he saw who was picking her up, he didn’t know his name or what Coraline and him really were, but he didn’t like it or trust him. The day that man c
Vito soon carried me in his arms from the street and over to his car, continuing to reassure me that all was going to be okay as we headed for home. But it was as though somebody repeatedly clicked pause on my emotions, there are times I’ll break down and cry whilst others, I’m sat silently not being able to feel anything, completely numb. Getting into the house and Vito helping me to even get into some dry fresh clothes, I lay alone in bed staring at the wall in front of me, Vito had stepped out into the kitchen to get something to eat whilst telling me to get some rest. I won’t deny that I was exhausted, I had rushed around all morning setting up the café, having to deal with it alone and if that wasn’t tiring enough, I walked into my best friend's apartment and found him dead. With all this stacked up, I should find it easy to drop to sleep and forget about all my problems whilst in my deep slumber, but my brain was preventing me from even so much as drifting. Every time that I w
The police showed up within minutes where I was pulled away from Shane, I kept begging for them to call an ambulance to come and help him, but with each look of sorrow on their faces, I knew they could see it was too late, Shane was gone. I’m led outside of the apartment which was soon cornered off and swooning with so many police cars, Kevin was the thing holding me up as I walked down those same metal steps, it was as though my body wanted to drop at any moment. Off to the side of the carpark stood a patch of green grass, once I was safely away from the tarmac, I sit in my place and allowed myself to sob into my hands, which were still stained with Shane’s blood when I went to help him. I remained in that spot for what left like a lifetime, the cries of what I had saw slowly slipping away as I sat with a dull expression on my face. It was as though I had cried all of my feelings away, I was numb in a sense as I watched the entire world go around in a blur-like sense. The police ha
After handling some of the last of the customers and closing up the shop, I climb into Kevin’s car and begin to give him the directions for Shane’s apartment. I had only been there a handful of times before, one when Shane was throwing this huge party for his 25th birthday and a couple of times he’s forgotten something at work, and I’ve had to walk it back to him. I couldn’t shake the ominous feeling which hung in the air, it was as though deep in my gut I knew what had happened, but my mind just wasn’t catching up with it. I have a tendency of fearing the worst in any situation, so my mind was taking up the time that it wasn’t listening to my gut and begin to make up even worse scenarios in my mind. What if Shane fell down the stairs to his apartment and is currently laying on the floor unable to get up? What if Shane got into some altercation and is injured somewhere and needs our help? What if he crashed his car? There were so many different things going around my head, I began t
Once the flat white that he had ordered was done, he takes it with a smile telling me some of his friends may join him and proceeds to walk over to the one table right at the front of the shop by the window. This not only meant that he had full view of the entire café but outside too, why were more of his friends joining him, were they also police officers coming here to watch me? Most of my questions were answered when the certain person I had been questioned over yesterday, walks through the door with a smile on his face, mostly looking over at me. Instant panic begins to spread throughout my body in that moment, I played it dumb yesterday and acted as though I didn’t know Vito. Could I be arrested for lying?! I knew I once again needed to play dumb and hope that Vito catches onto what I’m doing. “Good morning, sir, what can I get for you?” I ask with a smile saying what I do to all the regular customers, Vito catches onto me seeming to act as though I didn’t know him where he sen
After an inventive early morning workout with Vito, I wake up much later than usual due to me getting a later shift at work. When I rang Shane to tell him I was getting back to work, he insisted that I take things slow the next day so offered to take the opening shift, at first, I thought he was just being nice but after all the events of yesterday, I think I need the break. Brewing my own coffee around 10am, I allowed my thoughts to wonder as I looked around my empty house. A few weeks ago, my father would have been laying on the living floor after a full night of drinking, I’d have to be so quiet not to disturb him due to his raging hangover. Talking of my father, he is doing so well in the hospital and is healing wonderfully. He would have been home by now if it wasn’t for the alcohol, due to how badly my father sunk into his drinking habits, the withdrawals are really putting strain onto his body. The doctors explained to me that it would be much safer for him to wait it out in
The sounds of the bin opening and closing causes me to jump awake from my sleep, my breathing fast and heavy as I looked around my bedroom as like the attacker which touched my bin was going to jump through my bedroom door and start attacking me! Once my brain had drifted away from sleep and I was no longer in a dream state which always fears the worst, I turn to the side of me where the space Vito lay was empty and the clock showing me it was 3am, why would Vito be walking the house at this hour? Thinking he may be having some trouble getting to sleep, I throw the covers from my legs and wrap my thin throw blanket around my naked body, it was freezing, and I don’t know if I feel comfortable walking about the house in the nude. After securing the blanket around my body, I make my way over to my bedroom door which was open ajar and walk down the hall and out into the kitchen, where Vito was sat at the table drinking what appeared to be coffee, well that isn’t going to help him sleep!
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