✶𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝓀𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝓇𝒾𝓁𝓁 ✶

Chapter 3: The return part 2

Ward nodded. "Right we'll do that..thank you officers." The officers then nodded and then proceeded to walk back to their car. "Let's go inside and talk about this." Atticus and phoebe walked inside first, before ward, rose, Sarah and Lyla walked in.
"Phoebe..where the hell is your twin brother?" Phoebe shrugged as ward sighed.

When Yasmin and Rafe arrived back to the chateau, they immediately began cleaning themselves up. Yasmin didn't believe that she'd be back at this again especially on the day of her return. She quickly had a shower and scrubbed the blood off her skin. When she got out and got dressed, she burned her bloody clothes. And then Rafe, had a shower and got every trace of blood on him before getting dressed into his spare clothes before burning his bloody ones.

They watched the clothes burn in the fire, turning into dust by seconds. Rafe then looked at Yasmin, who didn't even glance back at him. "Someone saw us..." Rafe said with a concerning expression on his face.

Yasmin, still staring at the fire, said nonchalantly; "it doesn't matter, they didn't see the blood, it was too dark." Rafe then simply sighed. "And if they did??"

"Did you and Atticus kill George?" She asked simply.

"No. Atticus killed him, and he asked me to help him." Rafe spoken with reassessment.

"And why did you?" Yasmin said lighting a cigarette.

"Because i did. And It's none of your business." He said taking her cigarette and smoking it. Yasmin looked at him with confusion.

"Why are you marrying her?" Yasmin said out of the blue. Rafe looked at her irritated.

"Because I love her."

Yasmin scoffed. "Pfft. No you don't."

Rafe then rolled his eyes. "Yes I do. And I'm sorry if that hurts you but-"

Yasmin then shook her head and interrupted him. "I'm not hurt, I'm pissed off. You promised me, you promised me that you wouldn't get with anyone other than me and you lied."

Rafe then laughed. "What? That silly little promise we made when we were kids?" Yasmin then felt a Rage upon her.

"I can't believe you right now. You literally loved me once. Why and how did that just disappear?" Yasmin said placing her hands on his cheeks. Rafe grabbed her wrists, stopping her.

"I just don't love you anymore! Do you understand? Do you understand!" He yelled which didn't cause a shock to her.

She then breathed heavily, her heart slowly breaking. "Fine. I understand." She said which made Rafe let go of her wrists.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do that.." Rafe said in denial.

"It's fine, Well you should get back to Hannah, she's probably waiting for you. She'll make a perfect wife...I just know." Yasmin said leaving. Rafe watched her leave, regretting his words.

Hannah was at home, wondering where her boyfriend was going with that pogue. She paced back and forth. She really loved Rafe, though up until now, he started acting different, less interested in her. But she thought maybe she was overreacting. She then heard a pebble thrown at her window. Hannah looked out to see Pope heyward, the only pogue she actually had respect for, and he was kind to her when she was going through her father's death.

But ever since she dumped him for Rafe, it's been awkward and messy. She decided to walked downstairs to Pope, wondering why he was there. "Pope? What are you doing here?" Hannah asked putting a piece of her hair behind her ear.

"Here." He said harshly. He handed her a small box named Hannah.

"What's this?" She asked, knowing what it was.

"It's your things you left. You know? When you used to date me?" He said loudly which made Hannah laugh.

"Shut up. Thanks for the box." Hannah then walked but then pope yelled back.

"I'm glad I don't sleep around like you. Yasmin's better for Rafe." She turned around to find pope pointing the rude finger at her before leaving.

Hannah just stood there, staring at him walking away before bursting into tears. She then ran a bath and put her head under water and screamed. After she had her bath, she got dressed and brushed her teeth before heading to bed before she heard a knock at her door. She went downstairs to open it and no one was there. Until Rafe came out and scared her. "Hey babe. Did I scare you?"

Rafe returned with a small grin on her face. Hannah's face lit up when she saw him. She pulled him into a deep kiss. Rafe kissed her and hugged her, but for some reason he couldn't stop thinking about how much he regretted his words and how he broke his promise to Yasmin. Hannah and Rafe headed upstairs to watch a movie.

Atticus headed home due to the whole drama that just happened. But he decided that he was going with Phoebe to the police station tomorrow. Once he arrived home, he heard strange noises and immediately knew that Hannah and Rafe were making out. "Jesus Christ." He said to himself as he went to have a shower and once he got out, he got dressed, brushed his teeth and went to sleep.

But all he could think about was...what if? What if he got caught? What if they find his DNA? Which isn't likely because he used gloves..Atticus decided to sleep it off. Meanwhile Yasmin was just sitting in her room smoking cigarettes, depressed. She thought since Rafe told her the truth, she had nothing left. She didn't care about anything anymore. She stayed up all night smoking cigarettes, before brushing her teeth at dawn.

Phoebe regretted her last words to her ex boyfriend. Sure, he was a lying cheating asshole but she never thought in a million years he'd get murdered. She stayed in her room and didn't sleep. She wanted to know who killed George. She started to pace around her room, so utterly stunned. Trying to determine who was around George before he got murdered. But she couldn't think of anyone who would want to hurt him.
Everyone loved him.

She then started making a list of people who would want to hurt him. Topper, popularity reasons, Jake, his brother who hated him and Atticus Woodson, had a motive, he hurt many people he loved and hurt his sister. She wanted to rule out any leads that would lead to him, but she couldn't she had to stay vigilant. She couldn't trust people nowadays. She was going to gather evidence tomorrow. And she really hoped she would be wrong about Atticus.