CARLA'S DEATH II

Before he reached Carla's residence, he saw a police vehicle parked in their lawn. There's also a few people around.

He park his car near the police vehicle. He went inside the house and saw Mrs. Haveir sitting in the sofa in their living room while sobbing loudly, while her son beside her trying to calm her down.

Since the Haveir family open their door to him, he can easily go in and out of their mansion without a problem. He can visit his best friend anytime he want. Even though he's gay, he's still a man with a prick below. That's why when Carla wants to spend time with him in her room, the door is always left open to insure that nothing malicious will happened to the only spoiled daughter of the Haveir family.

"Auntie, what happened? Why are you crying? And..... And why there's a police outside?"

"Oh...oooh Alex...Alex you're here. My... My baby... My precious baby huhuhuhuhu"

(A/n: Alex is a nickname short for Alexander that Mrs. Haveir made. She thought that Alexander is too long that's why she made a nickname for him)

"Please calm down auntie, tell me what happened?"

He sit beside Mrs. Haveir opposite to her son. Although he already know what happened he still need to act inorder to know the whole situation.

"My...my daughter, Carla. She....she was found dead in an abandoned house in the **** city huhuhuhu and....and the police said that it is not an accident but...but a murder huhuhuhuhu"

"Oh my god. Who could do such thing to her?"

"I...I don't know... She don't have any enemy. She's very sweet and kind girl. She's.... she's my baby huhuhuhuhu"

"I'm sorry auntie. I'm sorry I wasn't there. I'm sorry I couldn't protect her. I'm sorry"

"It's okay Alex. It's not your fault. No one want this to happen. No one huhuhuhu"

While he was busy trying to make his crocodile tears, he didn't notice that a pair of eyes is watching him closely, observing his every move. He didn't notice that a pair of same golden orb are now doubting about him. To why he cry but his body is relaxed. To why he cry when it is visible that it's fake. There's more than that he hide himself.

As the future heir of Haveir Company, Sebastian Haveir doted his little sister more that anything else. He always make sure that his sister have everything she ever wants, that she won't feel insecure for lacking of something. He even personally provided her the necessary things like makeups, bags, jewelry, shoes, and even her personal necessities. To ensure that everything his sister wear or used are safe. He even hire bodyguards whenever his sister went on shopping or taking a vacation, making her safe to any possible danger. He even oppose the friendship of her and Alexander but since his little sister insisted it, he gave up and let her befriend with the gay guy. That's how Sebastian Haveir shows his love to his little sister Carla Haveir.

"Anyway Alex, what are you doing here?"

"I ummmm... I... I want to pay her a visit since it's been a long time since we met and I guess this is not the right time"

"No, no dear. You are her best friend. It's only right for you to be here and I know this is also a shocking news for you"

"Mmm...I'm sorry for your lose auntie"

As they hug each other, his mind is at lost to why they say that they found Carla's dead body but didn't include his? To why they only found her body without his when both of their dead bodies were left in the same room. Where did his dead body go? Why they didn't find it? Is it possible that someone took his dead body and hide it somewhere? Or is it really his dead body?

*Ring*

System Update

Mission has started.

Remaining time: 2days:10hrs:30mins

Class: Beginner

Status: Incomplete

Status Bar: 20%

He snapped out of his thoughts when he still don't know the suspect yet. It is his mission in the first place to found out who killed her.

"Auntie...did...did they found something to where they found Carla's body?"

"Well the police said they found some traces to where they found Carla's body. They said that someone force her hand to open as if trying to get something from it"

He's heart skip a beat. What Mrs. Haveir said is what he exactly did. Because if he didn't force her hand open, he won't found the missing clue.

"What about the...the suspect?"

"The suspect? Ah yes.. the suspect... Their main suspect for now is Ciel, Ciel Roswell, Carla's ex boyfriend. They said that they tried to contact him but he's out of reached. They even went to his house but it's already empty. Even his clothes are gone"

He's heart felt relieved hearing that no one suspected him about Carla's death. But aside from the fact that he was there for his second mission, he also wants to know who or why he/she killed Carla.

"I know I hindered their relationship. I know how much they loved each other. Carla always say that he's kind, that he's a good man.and that he promised to marry her. I almost give my blessings to them. I almost accepted him but look....  Look at what he did now, he killed my baby. My poor baby huhuhuhu"

Hearing Mrs. Haveir's words, he felt a little guilty. Even though he really wished his best friend to be happy, he is the reason to why Carla lost herself. He really not fully blame himself but, he is part of her death. It's because of him.

"Auntie...can...can I go to Carla's room?"

"What? Why?"

"I.... I just want to recollect our memories together. We spent .oat of our time in her room. Her room is the witness of our undying friendship"

"Okay, okay, I understand. Go on"

"Thank you auntie"

He left the old lady with her son in the living room and went straight to Carla's room. He open the door and saw the room was still the same except for the broken frame with him and her in the picture. He reminisce their laughter that filled the room. Those happy days they shared together. Watching movies, reading books, sharing ideas and even their secrets. But most of the time, it's always Carla who shared her thoughts, her feelings,  things that make her happy, even her love life. It is always her  who's an easy going. That's why he don't feel any awkwardness when they're together even if their status is way too different.

Carla is a 4th tier rich generation kid while Alexander is above an  average person. He can still be considered rich but not as rich as the Haveir family.

He went to the side table where their picture is placed. He took it and observed it carefully. Single tear fall from his left eye, landed to Carla's face. He wipe it with his finger but was lesed by a shard of the broken frame. It was only a  little cut but he can still feel the pain.

"I'm sorry"

He whispered those words without remorse. Though he want see her smile for the last time, he thought that her death only deserved her.

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To Be Continued

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