Chapter 4: Cell 1299

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It was around 8:00 pm...Dad and I were having dinner...
"So how was your first day" dad said chomping the food

"It was okay.." i paused looking down
"What happend baby"
"Dad u remember the criminal that Mr.Murphy brought in....cellar no.1299"
"Yes..what happened did he do something"
"No..no..its just i checked on him today and he had his nail clipped off...dad" I paused "Officers did that to him"

"WHAT...i didn't know it" dad said putting down the fork...
"But how do u know hon?" Dad asked concerned
Dad was already going through alot and here I am loading him with more things to worry about


"Im sorry to put it up rn...i just couldn't stop thinking about it" I apologised
"Its okay baby ur passion and kindness is your gift...and u have a beautiful heart....ill see to this matter i promise" he pulled his chair and kissed my forehead before going
"Thanku dad" I smiled
I did the dishes and went to sleep...

I woke up early this morning...i rubbed my eyes and it was 5 am...i brushed and made myself coffee...dad left the night before, he rarely stayed over at my place...
I started reading a book in the mean time
And it was murder mystery...and all of a sudden i remembered Cole...Ik he is a very famous criminal...but nobody deserves to get beaten up like that. Its not like I have mercy for him in my heart...its just...its INHUMAN TO CLIPP SOMEONE'S NAIL OFF...I thought fighting my own subconscious...i decided to search him up on google...I wanted to know more about him..
Cole Reynolds i entered







Cole Reynolds i entered

ओह! यह छवि हमारे सामग्री दिशानिर्देशों का पालन नहीं करती है। प्रकाशन जारी रखने के लिए, कृपया इसे हटा दें या कोई भिन्न छवि अपलोड करें।

".Cole Reynolds...the notorious serial killer charged with arson,battery,robbery,murder and rape.He is famous for his heist.He started robbing banks when he was 15 year of age..he likes to blame it on bad past but the rest is history..the-"

Is there any crime he hasn't committed?!?

I really don't know what to think....i just sat there shocked...i think its better if i don't get attached to anyone emotionally....yesterday I was ready to sue the officers for what they did...but now reading this article it made me wanna cry thinking about girl or girls he raped....but he doesn't looked like someone who'd commit such a crime....idk anything about anything..."why am I so quick to judge" I whispered to myself....these ppl r inhuman...
"I have to think twice before making any decisions becuz it can cause great damage to people.....and me"


I changed into my long sleeved grey tshirt and got ready for work....i drove and reached there in few minutes

I was greeted by dad..
"Good morning princess"..im not a princess...I groaned....hugging him and rushing to Cole...I had many questions that needed to be answered

I came into his cellar...it was dark just like before..i turned the blue-ish lights on...he was sitting facing the wall...the officers were standing outside the cellar which gave me some confidence to talk to him...
Dad basically put those officers beside me the whole time to protect and to spy on me



"Cole" I called in low voice
He turned around to face me with not so frustrated look this time on his face...

"Let me see your nail" I said sitting beside him....he showed me his hand...
"Does it still hurt?" I questioned
He looked away...ofcrs he's not gonna talk
"Its okay if u don't wanna talk"
I took the cotton and started applying ointment to the bruise under his eyes...
I moved closer and gently rubbed the cotton...

"What r u charged with" I questioned even though i knew the answer...he didn't speak...I was literally blabbering to myself...I didn't say anything else to avoid angering him...I looked down and continued doing my work..he looked like someone who would get triggered easily..

"again judging" ik im sorry i can't help myself I said to the voice im my head..

"Many things" he answered after a long pause"..his voice made me jump up just a little as I didn't expect an answer from him...he rarely speaks...his voice is strange its croaky and yet soothing


"Like?" I asked not shifting my eyes off the wound trying to not look so surprised now that he was actually talking
He looked at me before speaking...trying to read my thoughts...I put on a formal look to avoid his gaze...

"Like murder,robbery and everything that they told u" he said quietly not shifting his gaze for a second sending shiver down my spine
"Nobody told me anything" I answered shakingly..i felt like I was being accused of a crime...
Then I realised what he was talking about... the officers

"I know that u think im with them...but trust me im not.... i don't approve their methods of torture...that's why im here to help u guys" I assure him...

i don't know why I was telling him so much.... he seems different from other prisoners .....but infact he is not he is a killer...
Serial killer
I was thinking all of this and he is just staring at me...it makes me uncomfortable
Like he is examining me...



"U need to keep taking these medicines okay....please...otherwise your recovery is impossible" I said handing him the medicines..breaking the awkward silence


" Can i...can i ask u something " I finally decided to say what was going on in my mind....i was pretty sure he wouldn't answer but i still wanted to ask him
"Why did officer clipped off your nail"..
"Did u do something...."
He kept looking at me and I finally made eye contact....I looked at his green eyes...it is so beautiful..I've never seen eyes like that before...I was finding an answer but I couldn't

"Its okk....i understand if u don't wanna talk to me" I said and got up
I sensed him staring at me as I left the cell...
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