Sketching Vengeance

Chapter 20

It has been three days since I last saw Elliot; I am packing my things into boxes. I decided to move out of here move to Paris to set up Gabriel.D.

I have no idea why but everywhere I go reminded me of Elliot.

My heart aches whenever I thought of him.

Actually my heart has never stopped hurting.

Gabe called and said, "I just received a call from Jenkins,"

"What's wrong?" I panicked. Please don't let it be Elliot.

Gabe continued, "Frank passed away last night,"

I always thought that once I ruined Frank, I will feel better. I know it won't bring my parents back. I know revenge was just to make ourselves feel better. If you ask me how I'm feeling after I know Frank Caperino is dead?

Nothing.

He doesn't deserve anyone to feel anything for him.

He died alone and he died suffering. I am glad that he's gone and will not be bothering the Caperino or harm anyone else anymore.

Jaws was hovering me. Like Gruff. I let myself to smile a little. I sealed the box of clothes up and pet Jaws, "I will be alright. Hopefully,"

Jaws looked up at me, tilting his head.

The doorbell rang. I frowned. I know for sure it's not Gabe, Gabe doesn't ring the doorbell. I opened the door and was surprised to see Sam standing there without her spectacles and wearing a skirt. Wow. A guy was standing behind her, hovering too — Like Gruff.

Sam smiled, "I know about you and no, I'm not here to kill you or something. Can I go in?"

I nodded numbly and let her in. Jaws immediately approached Sam. Sam bend down a little, "Hi little thing."

Little? Jaws? I forced a smile out, "Jaws."

Sam waved it off and looked back at the guy by the door, "Fifteen minutes."

Then I dropped my jaw, looking at Sam, "You are S.D.C! Samantha Caperino!"

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ELLIOT

I drank my whiskey and watched the news about Caperino and Gabriel.D.

We are always being compared to each other.

I switched the damn thing off and stared at the empty and quiet house. Without her, everything seems so out of place and quiet.

I poured another glass of whiskey and drank it all. Earlier, I received the news about Frank.

Mum called, Sam called.

All I could say was, 'Okay,'

Does Danielle know? Is she celebrating right now?

Of course she will go back to her apartment and of course Gabriel will spend the night there with her. What else did I expect?

I snorted and poured another glass. Gruff stood there and sighed, "You had enough,"

I waved him off, "Go home, Gruff,"

Gruff took away my glass, "Elliot, stop."

I closed my eyes and sat back, "She's on my damn mind every single damn second. I can't have her anymore and what if I never expose her? Do you think she will stay?"

Gruff sighed, "Of course she will. She had plans to stay. I overheard her conversation with Martha when she visited her,"

Before I could ask more about that, the doorbell rang. Gruff took away the alcohol and went to take the door. When he saw the person behind the door, he frowned, "What are you doing here?"