Great story. I love the mystery and suspense
Thanks!
Glad to see the story back! I think you did a great job recreating the characters.
It was rather frustrating, as certain features needed lots of tweaking to look right, but I'm glad you like the way they turned out.
Anyways, I finally have the motivation to update this (I'm refusing to post my Life States Dynasty until this story is finished). I surprised myself with this; I got all the chapters written out. I'll probably still need to edit things, but it shaped up rather well. It's getting the screenshots that's the hard part.
I apologize for this being a very wordy chapter with few screenshots; I was itching to update this, and between university classes and trying to explore all of Supernatural, my motivation to do screenshots was definitely diminished. I'll see what it's like for the next few chapters; I have to introduce some new characters that I still haven't got around to creating in CAS. Not to mention some serious building I have to do. I'll make it through.
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“Nice to see you again, Dave,” said Philip. I nodded.
He was surprisingly cordial that night, in spite of his previous comments. We got some drinks, all on his tab, and then chatted when they were finished.
“So, you've found someone?” he asked me.
“No.”
“It's better to live the single life when you have such a pitiful selection, isn't it? I was worried that you were getting yourself into some hell.”
I knew what he meant, but didn't say a word. Kari made a point to sit far away from us, and now I had a vague understanding as to why.
But I didn't see her in the bar. Strange. Maybe she headed home, I thought. She's apparently lived here her whole life, and Bridgeport isn't too hard to search around. I planned on giving her a call in the morning with questions.
Until there was some commotion outside. A fight, actually.
It was between two people, and I should have seen it coming. I was witnessing a verbal battle between Marco and Kari. In the heat of the fight, I could make out every word they said.
“Why can't you just leave our family alone?” Marco asked her, with a snarl.
“We're still in the same city. Get used to it.”
“Should I just kill your mother and tell you to get used to it?”
Philip had to break them up with a few words to his brother, and some reassurance. He said that he would finish this fight in the back; Marco still had fans to greet.
In spite of hearing everything clearly, I was too scared to go out back too.
But the yells increased. “Murderer!” “Liar!” “Homewrecker!” Lots of accusations were thrown around from both sides, and lots of defense.
I had to watch.
“You've driven me far enough,” muttered Kari, “I'm even afraid to go to Twinbrook now, because you and your bratty siblings will never stop bothering me there.”
“I think we have a good enough reason to.”
“Let this all go. I didn't do a darned thing to your family. Stop this. Just stop with all this jealousy. I did nothing wrong. The police laughed at your accusations. Stop.”
Philip had enough.
[Image removed. -Pam]He grabbed Kari by the throat, seething in anger over her words. “Do I even have a family now?” he yelled. “Did you even think of this? You've spent three years denying all of this. It doesn't make your delusions true!”
She dropped to the ground without a word. I watched the entire thing without any words.
And I ran away from the scene, screaming in terror.
