chapter 1: BACKSTABBER

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{angel pov}

I looked at my husband Valentin flirting with co-workers I wanted to cry but I looked at my bored at the night killer and something missing but what it been 5 years c'mon what more need to be added it's almost like it's under my nose.  the victims were all men, who brought my favorite drink..vodka and the killer is my height 5'7. I'm getting a headache I'm gonna clock out. I would grab my coat and bag and clock out not even my husband a look. 

Valentin:"hunny? wh-"                                                                                                       

Angel:"what."

Valentin: "what's wrong you always say bye before you leave. 

Angel: "I'm fine." 

as I said that I left and got in the car and drove off pissed off all I would be thinking is about the girls he cheated on me with. at least that's what I think the hickeys that aren't mine on his neck and chest and the girls matching areas and the picture and video proof said it themselves I fucking hate him. why did I ever marry him?  oh, right he used to be in love with me. I remembered when I met him he was nice and caring...

it was the summer of 2003 I was 16 and I was walking alone reading a book as usual and I bumped into him I fell down dropping my book it was a fairy tale..ish." THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU." Valentino screamed at me he wasn't always nice. his friends went ahead of him and now he took pity on me . "you ok baby boy?" valetin said as he grabbed my books handing them to me her hand caressed my face as he smiled. I wouldn't dare let myself be his bitch I told him, thank you, and walked off going to my home with my older sister. my parents died when I was young the killer than been never found they would be smart. 

that killer is the reason why I became a cop. I studied hard I trained hard to be where I'm at now. but back to now. I was crying in my car I cried for hours letting everything out when a man knocked on my car window I looked up with my puffy eyes seeing the man he was a tall slim man with dark skin grey eyes and dreads "you ok?" he said. I would roll down my window and talk to him for a bit I got his number. he said his name was Greyson. it fits his grey eyes were memorizing. I would drive home to see my husband having sex with some lady. I stared at them tearing up running to my room packing up my stuff and leaving. I grabbed my two dogs female and male with their puppies while Val was begging me to stop. I shut the door to my van and looked at him. he slapped me "THE FUCK YOU THINK YOU ARE THAT YOU'RE GONNA LEAVE ME." i looked at him with no more tears in my eyes just anger "your ex-husband." I walked into the drive seat and drove while he screamed after me. I called Greyson he's my only friend Val made me drop my other friends because "they might fuck me" or he claimed it because there single


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