Yearning For The Badboy Mafia’s Love

CALISTA RAYMONDS

Charlotte parked the car at a garage, we have just arrived outside a restaurant but Charlotte made no movement to get down.

Through out the drive, there was this unusual silence that sweeps in between two of us, Ofcourse there should be, Charlotte are I ain’t in that cool relationship of being in the same car alone. Since she left me on the rain and threatened me, I have really trusted her that much. She could easily be up to something.

But when I remembered of our last encounter, of how she was looking caged by Grayson, the helplessness in her eyes.

It made me wonder if everything was going all right with her and if she needs someone to talk to.

“Why did you drive off so quickly?”

I had to ask, why would she drive away from the ball party. It made me worried, I know for a fact that Emma might have thought we just went to some place to talk, but at a time, she’ll realize that we have left the area completely.

What ever it is she have to say has to be quick, Chase is going to start looking for me soon.

I had only come here because of Chase and because I want to be close to him, to feel his warmth and enjoy that sensational feelings in me. I won’t let Charlotte make me be away from him if that’s what she wants.

“I’m really sorry about that. I have to leave that premise because Grayson will find me.”

Early on, she had trow her phone off the window immediately she had driven out of the party motel.

Giving me this uneasy feeling.

“Is Grayson doing something to you? Threatening you or something, if yes you should talk to Chase.”

“I can’t.” She snapped at me, making me arch my brows.

I sit up and now face her, her face holds of worry and she was breaking down, right in front of me.

“Are you okay? You can talk to me.” I wanted to hold her hands or hug her and comfort her, telling her that I’m ready to listen to what she has to say.

But I have to push myself back other wise, if this is one trick of her’s shed think I’m the one pathetic here.

“I know, that’s why I chose you. I could’ve just talk to you about this since but Grayson will kill him if he finds out I told any of this.”

“Okay…..” I didn’t know what to say.Belonging to NôvelDrama.Org.

The thought of that last word made me worried, Grayson was going to kill her? It made me feel like the secret is really a Hugh one and she might be part of it that even though she has to tell me about it, she was still deciding if and if not to tell me.

It made me even more curious.

“Calista, I need you to help me talk to Chase… I know he will never forgive me but you can tell him none of this is my fault?.”

I find this funny and it made me want to laugh, bur her seriousness is something else to worry about.

“I will… If it’s something I can.” I told her plainly.

If it’s something too hard , she doesn’t expect me to even have that courage to talk to Chase about it

Moreover, for the fact that she wanted me to be the one to talk to Chase even gives me chill.

She and Chase had a good relationship, but all I see in her eyes right now is fear. It was like she’s afraid of Chase, she had done something terrible that even the thought of Chase finding her gives her chill. I’m sensitive and I could feel her emotions.

“Tell me , Charlotte. What is it that bothers you?”

“I don’t need anyone to tell me that you must have known I have a twin sister?” Her question was a quick one.

And a sharp one too. Like she have taken up all her courage to say just that to me.

“Who’s late, Yes.”

It makes me wonder why her twin sister have to be the center of our discussion. It gives me cold chill and I don’t like it one bit.

“She was killed and the killer haven’t been find for years?…”

The question mark at the end of the sentence is weird, I didn’t think it was necessary cause it’s almost like just telling me that her killer have been found rather than asking me that.

“Uhm… Yeah, I figured that why. I don’t know what’s going on Charlotte, but why did you call me out?”

I don’t like the tone of her voice and how much she was prolonging everything, she needs to tell me if there’s anything I need to know and we will just get over it.

“I’m sorry.” She muttered at first.

I lean closer to look at her, she had ruined her makeup with her tears, she sniffs and try to not meet my eyes. Dipping my hand into my purse, I gave her my handker to clean her tears.

“Thank you” she muttered to me and collected it.

Her makeup is already ruined. When she gave me the handker back , I put it back inside my purse and close it, now back to our discussion.

“Promise me Calista, that you won’t hate me or curse me for this. I have hated myself for too long too.”

It made me chuckle. If she’s worried I’m gonna be mad or hate her cause of how she gave treated me, then she has nothing to worry about.

“And, you won’t tell Grayson I said anything to you. Just like Chase know.”

Funny, why do I need to tell Grayson of my conversation?

Then, it seems to draw on me what she was trying to say, I hadn’t noticed until now. I looked up to her in shock and gasp.

No! Charlotte will never.

“You killed Madison?” The question came out quick from my mouth.

Realization had just hit me. I wanted her to say no! I wanted her to tell me that wasn’t what she meant, there’s no way Charlotte can be that bitter to kill her own twin sister because of Chase right?.

“No..” she was crying.

It made me feel calm but not for too long as she has more to say. “Trust me Calista, I couldn’t have done that. Grayson… He was the one that shot her, and I’m just an accomplish.”

My breathing stops.. my heart aches, had it been that I’m still having panic attacks , I’d be unconscious now. I looked at Charlotte with despise in my eyes. How can one be so evil?