Chapter 4

Chapter 4

Pls ignore this chapter if you have read it before. Chapter 7 comes after this chapter.

*Hey guys i made a big mistake in the arrangement, i did not post chapter 4, please bear with me... This is is the chapter that comes before chapter 5

Chapter 4

Hattie stopped on track. She forgot how to breath, she was not a kid so she did not need anybody to tell her that the weapons where to kill Westin. She was angry but she did not want him dead, she had never in her life wished for anybody dead.

'Please don't kill him she texted with shaky hands. When she did not get a reply, she tried calling the number but the number was not connecting. It then occurred to her that the number was not restricted. 

'Should she call the police so they can track the number' she thought but that would be stupid. If the person sent murder tools that means the person was yet to kill Westin and calling the police might lead to Westin's quick death. She could not just stay and wait for the worst to happen. She needed to do something. Going to Westin house might be a good start. She was not sure why she was trying to save a man that cheated a man but just because he cheated does not mean he should die.

Her phone beeped again. Her heart almost jumped out of her body, she knew it was from the person.

'Should I make a choice myself' the message read

'Please what do you want' she texted as her throat became dry. She waited anxiously to see if the person just wanted a ransom but no reply came.

She looked at the time, it was already  11:49pm. She decided to do the dreaded. Go to Westin house. The person might be holding Westin hostage there. She grabbed her car keys with shaky hands. A whimp escaped from her lips. She hadn't realised she was crying. She took her car keys and dashed out.

Hattie arrived in Westin house. She was scared but she could not let him die. It might be stupid to go in but she did not care. She grabbed the iron rod in the car. She wasn't going to go face that person unarmed. She took in a deep breath. She was really scared judging from how hard her hands where shaking. She got out of the car and headed  for his house.

She was greeted by the strong smell of alcohol that was all over the sitting room. There were bottles of alcohol all over the place and some where broken in pieces. She went over to pick the bottles up when her eyes sighted a drop of blood.

A gasp escaped from her lips. She walked over the bottle carefully not to make a sound. 

'What if he was already dead' she shaked her head in disbelief, he can't be dead, he was all she hard . She made her way to Westin room and her heart stopped beating for a second. She could not even recognise her boyfriend. His head was disfigured, almost falling apart, his clothes where ripped off leaving only his underwear, his stomach was torn open and dripping liquid and there was an injury which looked like he was shot.

The iron rod she was holding fell from her hand. The scene was so disgusting. She suddenly felt the urge to throw up which she rushed to the toilet to do so. She was still trying to process everything. She no longer felt angry. No she was still angry. She was angry at the person who did this to him. 

How could someone be so heartless.

She dropped to her knee as she let the tear roll down her cheek. She cried to the extent that she could not no longer  breath. The smell of blood that filled the room made things worst. 

There was a note that was placed in Westin's hand, she was too busy crying to notice it. She took the note and read the content.

''You took your time so I used "all" the best way I could. 

All evil doers are meant to die anyways. My darling Hattie"  

She felt her heart in her throat, this handwriting was the same as the one that she found at her house a year ago, how could she ever forget writing. The person that wrote this note must know alot about her. The person knew she was dating Westin , how much did this person know. The thought of a murderer knowing things about her made her shriek. There was nothing she could do, Westin was already dead. She took out her phone and called 911

"You said you received a text, before he died" the man in front of her asked . She looked at him with disgust. She hated the way he interrogated her as if he was going to find the killer. That was the same way they interrogate her when her mother had died but they never found out  who did it. The place was stuffy she could not breath, she needed to get out of here. She couldn't even bear to look at the detective

"Miss Hattie" he called out again

Hattie let out a deep breath and spoke "yes" 

"How close where you and Westin"

"I already told you people that he is my boyfriend" she said furiously 

"Ok" he nodded taking his time to look at her with a squinted eyes. It seemed he was trying to figure out something

"And how did you know that the murder would be at Westin's  house"

"My instincts, i wasn't sure but I just decided to go there"

"You did not call the police when you received this text, why? He asked looking straight in her eyes as If trying to intimidate her.

"I thought maybe the killer was keeping Westin hostage, calling the police might lead to his death"

"And you went there with the hope of catching the killer?" She knew it was as stupid as it sounded but that was what she wanted to do

"Who sent the message"

"How am supposed to know" she half yelled " but the number was not restricted so you can Investigate it"

"Did Westin contact you before his death"

"No he did not"

"Ok, i think that would be all for now" He stood up and reached for his phone and dialed a number as he was heading out

"Do a thorough investigate on that number" he looked at her one last time and left

She was later allowed to go home. It turned out that the number was not registered so there was no way they could track the killer

She opened the door of her house and fell to the ground. There was a huge lump in her throat. She tried to stop thinking about what happened to Westin but she couldn't. Her eyes became teary again as fresh tears rolled down her cheek, she tried to wipe it with the back of her hand but it stung, her cheek was already sore from crying too much. He did not deserve to die even though he cheated on her. Even though he would beat her up from time to time. She went over to her room and looked at the mirror, she looked awful, her eyes were puffy, her face was bright red and her hair was messy. She was still on her pyjamas, she did not have time to change when she got the message. She felt lonely again. She did not have anyone to tell her it was going to be okay. This was what she feared. Why was her life like this, why does everyone around her have to leave leave her.

Hattie stopped in front of a building and let out a deep breath, Westin's mother never liked her, even his sister. Hattie did not know why but she could not  continue with her life without at least paying condolences to the family 

Her hands shook as she knocked on the front door. The door opened. Hattie could see the dread in those red puffy eyes as Mrs Parker looked at Hattie with disgust. Hattie felt nervous, she didn't know what to do

"I came to see you and..."

"And what, you already killed him so what else do you want, he left Samantha and decided to be with you, if he had just stayed with Samantha rather that being with you, this would not have happened!" She shouted angrily at Hattie. 

"It was not my fault"

"Then whose fault was it" Mrs Parker said with disgust " leave my house before I do something to terrible to you". 

Hattie always wondered why they hated her so much just because he left his already  "chosen bride" to be with her. Westin was old enough to make decisions by himself, why do they have to blame her for that. Hattie left, at least she tried.

Aida knocked on Hattie's door, she had been told by Hattie that Westin was murdered. The door opened and Hattie stood at the other end. Aida really felt sorry for the poor girl who had been through alot. She went in and gave Hattie a hug

"Am so sorry" Aida said stroking her hair

" You don't have to be" Hattie released herself from the embrace "I am fine" 

" Are you sure" 

" yes"

"Are you going for the burial"

" No"

"Why"

"His mother hates me, she wouldn't want to see me anywhere near there, and seeing me will only make her feel worse"

"I understand" Aida said " have you had lunch"

" not really" 

"Alright let me make something for you" 

Aida had always been like that, so caring and thoughtful, Aida really meant alot to her, she was like a mother to her. What would she do without her, Hattie smiled.

****

Hattie was just about to take a seat when her office door was opened and a worried Javier walked in

"Oh my God Hattie" he said with a relief as he took a seat

"What happened"

"Apparently, i saw you on the news that your boyfriend was murdered, i did not think twice before coming down here" 

" oh you saw me? Those stupid press said they would hide my identity"

"But why are you at work, i came here to take your house address thinking you would be at home"

" I can't stay at home, staying at home will make me think more about what happened"

" Am So sorry" Javier said with a look of concern

"I have heard a lot of that,    am not sad, am just.... just scared"

" why"

" Why would I be, the killings that have been going on and it seems like the killer knows me"

" What do mean by the killer knows you" Javier asked  squinted his eyes

"I dont know" The  thought of it made her trembled. She did not know whether she should tell Javier about the notes or not. She had not told anyone out of fear

"Nevermind" she said trying to brush it off

"It sounded like somthing that should be looked into, why haven't you called the police and tell them you feel threatened"

" like they would do anything about it" Hattie said with disgust

"Hmmm, but are you sure about it"

" yeah"

"They are already done with the burial so I think I should just move on" Hattie said tiredly 

" Okay" Javier sighed as his brown eyes peered into hers, he did have beautiful eyes. She saw concern in his eyes and it really suprised her how he hardly even knew her but was showing alot of concern

"Thank you" she muttered under her breath with a slight smile

Authors note: hey guys, I will post chapter 7 of this book on the first of next month so please stay tuned. Love you all