chapter 1

5th March 2010..

POV

Sophia...

I lay on my bed struggling to get some sleep, it been an hour since I came home from my friends birthday party, I was drunk, not too drunk because I handle my wheels. I took a quick shower and grab a snack before I got to bed. Sounds like am boring and lonely. Yes, I leave alone in the house, my families move to Paris but I choose to stay here in US. am 20 Already I have a good job and I don't need a stalker called boyfriend. I leave a simple life that I don't have to worry about anyone.

I exhale, my eyes up at the ceiling, I couldn't sleep and Tomorrow will be another day off, we already have plans for the weekend, going out for lunch and then we visit my friends parents. I couldn't wait for it. I need to sleep, I close my eyes and breath in then out, I tried to push everything out of my mind, I tried to concentrate on my breath.

I was about to fell somnolent when I heard a tone at my parking lot. My building is at a particular area that you have to walk for a while to get to the next structure, obviously I don't have anyone to park at my parking lot especially at this point of time, I roll out of bed and crept over to the window that lead out to my parking lot.

The car stationed next to my Range Rover, it took about a minute before a soul get off the car,I couldn't tell who that's because it's dark . I look at my waist watch, it's 11:23 pm. He glare at my cabin for some second before he begin Walking toward my door. I felt a little exertion occur on my forehead, my legs begin to Tremble. I quickly pick up my phone trying to dial 911 but then I stop.

Maybe he was Lost or maybe he's a friend back in school.. ' a friend at this time' Maybe he's lost. I was trying to convince my self maybe he's lost then I heard a knock on my door, I couldn't stride as I fainted, I haven't been so frightened before. The bang come furthermore, this time was louder. I swallowed hard and my legs tremble with every step to the door. I waited at the door determining to open or run back and lock my self in my room.

The knock come again and this time it was deep, I think he's lost or something, l crack it open only to see a guy I recognize. "Maxton" maxton is my ex boyfriend that vanish for months and completely break contact with me.. I decide to be alone since he left, staring at him now I felt a rage rising deep down my heart.

" Look Sophia am sorry I can explain "

I felt tears swiveling down my cheeks, I wanted to push him out and luck up my door but I can't, I don't know if am happy to see him, instead I left the door open and Walk back, I heard his steps Walking towards me, I sit in the couch wiping away the tears that transpire on my cheeks, he Walk very close to me and crouch before me holding up my hands.

" Sophia we can fix it together, please just forgive me "

" Fix what maxton? There's nothing to fix"

" Am here for you Sophia, I will never let go of you"

" Why are you here at this point of time?"

" I couldn't sleep since I came back, I figured out to meet you and talk"

" We meet and we talk you can leave now"

" I love you Sophia"

I hate those phrases ' I love you' I felt like someone stab me with arrow. I don't want him anymore, he hurt me and that's it, am not hiring anyone to ruined my life again. I heard enough of his lie, I shoved him off making him fall to the ground and I walk away vacating him in the sitting room.

I expect him to hunt me telling me he's sorry or calling out my name but he didn't . " Leave my house before I called the cops" I spat at him but I was anxiety to see maxton still on the floor not moving.

" Maxton am calling the cops".

Still he wasn't moving, I take a few steps until am two feet's away from him, he's plopping on the floor eyes close, I can't tell if he's inhaling or not.

" Maxton don't play trick with me"

My heart beat faster than before, I kneel close to him resting a hand toward his nose to find out if he's still breathing but unfortunately he's not, I lifted his hand and let it go and it drop back to the ground.

I tried to imagine everything was dream but pinching my skin reveal that it wasn't a dream.

" Maxton!" I called out but still he's not responding I wiggle him trying so hard to wake him, I run into my kitchen and grab a bowl with water, I splash it over his face but still, he's not moving. ' maybe I should call for help' I thought about it but then I remember something that makes me Flip away my phone in the floor, what if maxton is dead?.. I swallowed hard at the thought..

'No one will probably help me when they find out he's dead. Am I a murderer, I felt hot tears roll down my cheek, I will end up in jail for the rest of my life, I ruined my life with my bare hand's. I won't be able to see my family again' The tears flow down my cheeks like a river.

The night get more murky and the highway was quite completely, my waist watch move fast each time I check on it, 11:50pm, my mouth was completely dry up, I felt so sick and exhausted. The noise came again, maxton phone has been booming for minutes now and I can't pick it up..

I need to find a clue before it gets to late, I thought of journeying to Paris but the FBI will eventually track me down, and if I stay I will be track either. I have no choice left again.. I peeped through the window, maxton car was still at the parking lot.

' what if I drive the car to a place no one can find it, and take Maxton body too,' that's the only way I will be safe from the FBI. I thought about it for a while, that's the only way out...