The Unknown Murder

What Is Peter Hidding?

The next morning
* Salvatore is sleeping

Peter's POV

I am sorry Salvatore, I said in a low voice.

I want to tell you everything but..... My hands are tied, I looked at him and said slowly. He looks so peaceful while sleeping.

That's why I know why he loves sleeping, I remember he Said "nobody keeps questioning me, nobody pinches my heart, I forget everything while sleeping, that's why I love it"

He is sad, and I don't want to make him sad anymore, I said.

Hmmm, thank you for the cookie, Salvatore giggled while sleeping.

Huh? Is he..... No its just a sleep talk, I checked at him and sat back near him.

I just got scared, I placed my hand on my heart.

Huff, I let out a deep breath.

I am sorry dear Salvatore, I looked at him with my heart filled with sorrow.

Peter leaves the room

What did that mean? Salvatore said.

Salvatore's pov

I know I woke up when he shockingly said huh or something when I was sleeping but why did he say sorry to me? This question surrounded my head as soon as I woke up.

Did he do something? I thought.

Anyways I need to go to pee, I got up from the bed and went to the washroom.

......

When I came out peter was still not there.

I sat on the sofa rubbing my eyes.

At that very moment I realised I was sitting on something.

Ahhh, what's lying here, I groaned.

I half stood and picked the thing on which I sat.

Diary? Peter's diary, I said with amazement.

He asked me not to touch it. So it's better I stay of his personal Matter, I thought and shrugged.

I kept the diary aside.

I looked at it, the diary looked at me ...and.....and I picked it up.

What sought of diary is it? I looked at the diary and wondered.

I turned a few pages and it was a daily entry diary.

Interesting part was that it's not written in continuation....it looks as if this diary was started in April 1942.

It has one diary entry of each month and that's why it is like that.

Ughh his writing looks as if somebody kept all the dead ants in a row, I made disgusted face.

Whatever, Hmm...what year should I see? 1943, Peter's and Julie's marriage, I started turning pages and found the entry about it. It was written

Hello love!
I married my girl today, we had sex twice today. .
What? Okay wild, I thought and my jaw dropped. I should continue now...

She's so pretty, she said she will make pancakes for me in the breakfast. Life can never be to perfect. I love my Julie very much. Her parents don't like me alot. I heard her parents talking.....I overheard basically. They Said I am poor and I can't keep up with her needs. Her dad said that the accident because of which I almost lost my life three months ago failed because her dad didn't give enough money.....
It meant he was trying to kill me....how should I tell this to her? This part of my wedding is traumatizimg for me....