Chapter 82: I'm sorry I had to.

4 YEARS LATER...

After I had worked in the restaurant for four years, I was financially stable my apartment had all it needed to have to be called a home. On Friday, I was at work, the restaurant had just a few customers that day and it wasn't a busy day. While I was at work, I looked through the glass and a fancy looking Mercedes benz painted gold parked in front of the restaurant, and to my greatest shock, Jones walked out of the car. When I saw Jones, my heart skipped a beat, I had forgotten about everything that happened but when I saw him, I felt this bad energy, all the bad memories came back and I became sad all of a sudden.

Jones walked into the restaurant and headed in my direction, when he got to me, he looked at me and smiled,
"Angie, is that you?"

"What would you like to have?" I asked without saying hi or anything else to him,

"Come on, that isn't the way you treat an old friend, where is the hug, where are the kisses?"

I looked him right into his eyes,
"What...would...you... Like to have?" I asked with all seriousness,

Jones sighed,
"Well I came to see you, I heard you ain't graduate high school, I've always wanted to come but I was busy, I just graduated from Harvard two months ago,"

"Okay if you aren't going to order anything can you just leave," I yelled,

"Wow easy, I'm sure your boss won't like it if she hears that you yelled at me," he said but I didn't say anything to him. "Listen, I know I'm the last person you want to see right now but...," As he was about to speak, A pretty lady walked into the restaurant and headed to Jones,

"Baby what's taking so long, come on let's go," she said and looked at me then she looked back at Jones,

"Uh... Just wait for me in the car, okay, I'll be there shortly," he said, then she gave me a rude look and walked out of the restaurant.

"I guess I have to go now," he said and brought out his card, "My address is on it," he said and dropped it on the table. Then he walked out of the restaurant.

When it was closing, I headed back to my apartment, I dropped my purse on the couch and walked into the kitchen, I got an orange and a knife, I put the orange on a plate and went to the living room, I sat down and cut the orange open, I squeezed out the water of the first half into my mouth and dropped the squeezed orange on the plate, then I picked my purse and brought out Jones business card, it was a pretty fancy business card though, his name and all his details were on the card, including his Instagram name. I searched for him on Instagram and found him, he looked pretty rich, he had a boat, a jet and lots of fancy cars. Then I began to wonder what kind of business he was into because he told me he graduated from Harvard just two months ago.

Seeing his posts alone got me feeling sad, I began to remember how he ruined my life. That night, overthinking made me sleep on the couch, I couldn't even sleep well because I kept dreaming about him. The next morning when I woke up, the first thing that came to my head was Jones. I went into the bathroom, brushed my teeth and took a shower. Today was my day off so I decided I would have some rest today. I walked back to the living room and looked at the table, then I saw Jones's business card and next to it was the plate of orange and the knife, then an idea popped right into my head.

JONES'S POV

Ding Dong...
"Just a second,"
I walked to the living room and opened the door, and to my greatest surprise, I saw Angie.

"Wow Angie you came, please come in," I said and then she walked in. We both went to the living room and sat on one of the couch. She looked amazed while sitting in the living room with me,

"Nice place you have," she said,

"Thanks... Let me get you something to drink,"

"No, I'm good Jones," she said and smiled,

"Relax, you can't come here and I won't give you anything, it's not normal," I said then she chuckled. After a few minutes I walked back to the living room with two glasses of champagne, I gave her one and I held one.
"So how have you been?" I asked,

"Well, I've been struggling with my life lately, but I'm alright,"

"Wow Angie, I'm so sorry to hear that,"

"No, please don't apologize,"

"Alright but if you need financial support, I could help,"

"No, I'm good thank you, by the way, what kind of business are you into?"

I chuckled,
"Let's not talk about that for now Angie,"

"Okay," I said then there was this weird silence," Jones, you've improved, you're doing very well I'm so happy for you," she said and sobbed as tears filled my eyes,

"No no no, please don't cry," I said and hugged her, "It would be okay,"

While we were hugging, I felt this sharp pain in my stomach, the pain was so much that I was forced to let go of Angie, when I left her, I looked down and saw a knife was pierced into my stomach. I looked at Angie and then she busted into tears,

"I'm so sorry Jones, I didn't mean to. My life is destroyed because of you, I've not heard from my Mom, or my dad for 4 years now, I didn't graduate after all these years, and now I'm forced to work in a restaurant against my will or else I won't have any money, please forgive me Jones, I just couldn't afford to watch your progress," she said and continued to cry bitterly while I kept struggling for my life, after a short while, everything became a blur and my heart began to beat slowly, I could feel my spirit leaving my body.

After Jones died, I wasn't feeling pained or moved at all I felt happy, although people say killing for the first time is not that simple.

I pulled out my phone and called 911, while the phone rang, I waited patiently for them to pick up the call,

"911 what's your emergency?"

"I would like to report a murder case," I said.