Chapter 1: 1| Nightmare
||Kiara's POV||
"Haste!!" Mr King shouted at the other inspectors.
Viola's silent, the sanguinary body was lying still on the blood-stained Portland Airport Carpet in the library. Her lovely bookshelf which she used to call "the island of fantasy and imagination " was no longer holding its former glory. Some books were torn and tattered while some were stained with blood lying all around the expensive bloody carpet.
Viola's favourite Italian Dutch tin-glazed earthenware's blood-stained fragmented pieces were lying around her red gory body along with some shattered pieces of glasses. The scene was horrific causing goosebumps around my pale, lean frame.
"Call 911!!" shouted the inspector again. Soon her lean, sanguinary, blooded, beautiful body was on the stretcher being carried out into the warm, bright sunlight.
"The post-mortem reports will be soon and we will try our best to get hold of the murderer " assured Mr King.
I couldn't answer. I opened and closed my mouth but not a single word came out. My lips quivered and tear-stained
eyes welled up again seeing the dreadful
in front of my eyes.
"Hope so..." uttered Rose under her breath. A single drop of tear soon rolled down my pale cheeks followed by my body racked with silent sobbing.
"Please don't take her away!!" I shouted at the top of my lungs.
"We need to Ma'am...", Mr King tried to reassure me but failed.
How can you feel ease when your sister covered with blood, lying calm and quiet and fragile in front of your eyes.
Rose tried to help me to stand up but my legs didn't respond to it and again thumped back on the floor.
"Don't go V !! , Please!! "I shouted again.
"Kiara!!"
"Please don't go !!"
"Kiara!!"
"Don't leave me alone, Please!!"
"Kiara!!"
Soon a warm, soft pair of hands shook me up. I hastily opened my eyes only finding Bella sitting on my bed soothing me. It had been six months since Viola left us. My life had drastically changed after that. Every night, the horrific blood-stained scene revolved in front of my eyes. Her sea-green eyes and pink-tinged cheeky smile brightening her countenance kept on playing on my inward eyes whenever I closed them.
How can you leave me alone V? You promised me to help me, to always stay beside me and help me to build up whenever I will fall. But it all seemed to be just a dream or a huge lie.
"Get ready Kia.." said Bella soothingly. I got up from my bed and headed towards the shower. The warm water rolling down my skin somehow calmed my bundle of nerves. I closed my eyes to enjoy the calm and serene surrounding but her sea-green eyes always come in front of me with her elderly calming smile.
I quickly opened my eyes not to witness the dreadful scene again. After my shower, I soon changed myself into a pair of blue jeans, white V necked top with a peachy white sweater over it and white snickers.
I must not break down. If I become fragile, who will look after mom as well as who will catch hold of my sister's murderer?
I paced downstairs for breakfast. The scrumptious smell of bacon hit my nose.
"Mmmh..., mom it smells so good", I trailed off behind the aroma towards the kitchen.
"I know it needs to be good", I heard an arrogant soft voice.
Hearing the voice, I was dumbfounded.
It's Bella's voice. She chuckled while I gaped at her.
"You...are making bacon!!", I asked with my eyebrows shot high. Though she was a good cook, she preferred not to show up her talent and moreover, she cooked once in a blue moon for me.
"Yup, I asked Nichole and she agreed", she said proudly with her chest high.
"Wow ", I said flabbergasted and trailed down to the dining table. Mom allowed her to cook that's great news. She never trusted anyone with her kitchen but I guess Bella was an exception.
"Good morning mom", I greeted her with a smile.
"Good morning, sweetheart ", she smiled and hugged me.
"Let's have breakfast mom", I said and lead her towards the table.
"Here is your breakfast ", squealed Bella with the dish of bacon on one hand and another hand on her hips with a smile plastered on her face.
I laid down the dishes for the breakfast and dug into the food savourly.
After having my breakfast, I quickly went to my car and Bella went to her one and drove away.
After dashing out of the car fifteen minutes later, I looked up at the small bookstore "Heaven on Earth " situated on this narrow, busy street of New York. After my father's death, two years ago I and mom started looking after this bookstore. My dad loved books and this place was like heaven for him on earth. After his death, I and mom both tried to hold it's glory.
Nowadays though mom couldn't come here due to her heart ailments which is why I took over the control of this lill' bookstore on my hands. Spending time here was calm and soothing which ebb away all pessimism and seclusion. This bookstore witnessed many sweet and sad events in days long vanished.
"Hey, Kiara!!"I looked around to find Mrs Thompson.
"Hello !!" I greeted her.
Mrs Thompson was one of our oldest customer and my mom's best friend. She was in mid-forties, but it's difficult to understand from her looks. Her hair was neatly combed into a bun with white hairs peeking out from it. The soft floral dress, she was wearing, hugged her perfectly, exhibiting her figure vividly. Her charming smile, somewhat always calm me. Looking at her, one could surely find the epitome of a lovely, caring lady.
"How are you, hun?"
"I'm fine Mrs Thompson Thank you!!". She smiled and nodded. We talked for a while. When she suddenly asked me,
"Well come and let's have your favourite ice cream!"
"Yayy!! Thank you, Mrs. Thompson"
She chuckled and then we went to the nearest ice cream parlour. This place was my favourite childhood spot where dad used to take me and V.
"Kiara, I came to talk about the bookstore", she said looking up from her ice cream.
"Surely Mrs Thompson, I can handle it over to you whenever you like", I smiled at her while digging into my chocolate ice cream.
"That's great Kiara", she grinned at me while scooping into her ice cream.
After having ice cream, Mrs Thompson went away.
I walked back into the bookstore and took out the book, "The Devil and Miss Prym" to read when I heard a loud screeched sound of tyres of a car outside.
I looked up and suddenly the car halted in front of me.
I walked out from the bookstore towards the car parked on the lane.
To be continued...
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