Treachery Affair

Harley Quinn

I stare at the necklace in my hand as tears trickle down my cheeks. The more I try to fight them back, the more it keep coming. This can’t just be coincidence, it’s the necklace. This belongs to my late sister, so how come Richmond had it? Yes, it fell from his neck while he was trying to drag Nelson away from me.

Many questions keep running through my mind as I stare at the necklace. Now I’m getting more curious and suspicious.

“We’re here, ma’am,” The cabby’s voice pull me back to reality and I finally step out of the car. I wasn’t in my right frame of mind coupled with I didn’t want to make Richmond suspicious, that was why I didn’t go there with my car.

I hobble to the door and pull it open, stepping on afterwards. There is Jay, pacing in the living room. He stops abruptly as soon as I walk in and he turn to face me.

“Where are you coming from?” He asks like the protective and possessive boyfriend he’s not. As far as I’m concerned, we have no romantic relationship going on between us. For someone who doesn’t believe in love and can’t tell what we are, then I doubt we’ll ever have something serious with us. He only got the chance to take advantage of irresistible urge, and it have stopped already.

“I went to return the kid,” I reply him as I walk over to the stairs and starts climbing it.

“Harley…” He call and I stop abruptly, not sparing him a glance.

“Are you OK?” He questions and I close my eyes briefly as I take a deep breath. I’m not fine, I want to scream smy lungs out and tell the whole world the pain I’m going through inside me, I want to let my tears tell the whole world how messed up my life is, I want to cry my eyes out on someone’s shoulder, I just need someone to tell me that everything will be fine, even if it never will. Tears slowly trickle down my eyes and this time I don’t bother to hold it back. It’s OK to cry, right?

“Yes, I’m fine,” I nod and climb the stairs, heading straight to my room. I crash on the wall as soon as I walk inside my room and close the door behind me. Bringing the necklace from my pocket where I hid it before I walked inside the house minutes ago, I stare at it. Memories of years ago haunts my heart and I throw my head back, resting it on the wall.

This necklace, I bought it for us years ago. That day, I went out to get something and I bought two of the necklace. One for me and the second one for my late sister. When I got home that day, I inserted my picture into her own, and inserted her own picture into mine. Now it occur to me that I lost some of my memories and only remember some.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

I rub my finger on the pendant before I finally open it and there it is. It’s the picture of the old me before I had a surgery. Tears trickle down my cheeks as I stare at the picture, memories of years ago flood my mind. My sister, Emily was the best sister anyone would ever pray to have in their life. She was the best sister and a friend I never had, she loved and protected me. Now everything is becoming clear to me, but the picture of Richmond is still unclear.

My hand slowly find its way to my neck and I remove the necklace that have been hanging around my neck all these years. Now that I think of it, the necklace have been on my neck for many years and I never take it off except when I want to bath and sleep, but all these years, I never bothered to check what’s inside the pendant. I thought it was just normal necklace.

I slowly remove the necklace and stare at it for a few minutes before I finally open it. Behold, it’s the picture of my sister. I have been carrying my sister’s picture around for the past five years and I never knew about it? How’s this possible?

“Emily…” I whisper in tears as I slowly ball my fist around the pendant and throw my head back as my heart tighten in pain. More tears slide down my cheeks as I bit my lower lip in pain. My life is a mess and there seems to be nothing can be done about it.

Emily…, was she married before she died? Did she ever had a child? Those are the questions that are now running through my mind as I stare at her picture. The relationship between him her and Richmond is what I can’t get a hold of. I don’t know what to think anymore, and it’s already driving me crazy. I need to do something about this, I need to find out the truth. It can’t be that Richmond has something to do with my family’s death, right?

The sound of the knock on the door pull me back to reality and I sigh softly, knowing who it’ll be. It’s Jay.

“Harley… can we talk, please,” He speak softly and I sigh. I don’t want to talk to anybody now, I have a lot going on in my mind which needs to be sorted out, and letting someone distract me now, is the last thing on my mind.

An idea cross my mind and I stand up to my feet. I pull the door open and there is Jay, still standing there waiting for me to open the door. He pull me into his arms as soon as I open the door, hugging me tightly as if I would vanish if he let go of me.

“I love you, Harley,” I freeze on the spot as his words echo in my head. Did he just say he loves me? That’s not true…