Chapter 33:

Sara stood waiting for his arrival at the front-door, her whole body was trembling with nerves and she was anxious for his return. "Where are you" she asked in a whisper as she rubbed her hands together and scanned the empty road once more, before finding herself frustrated that he was nowhere to be seen. Rolling her eyes, she glanced over her shoulder to find everyone still enjoying themselves, she wondered whether to send her guests home, as she was secretly worried that they wouldn't believe that Eddie wasn't guilty. Sara had been overwhelmed with everyone being caring and sweet, she thought they may be wicked and cruel, but they hadn't. Near enough everyone had been friendly, she'd recieved no hate mail, neither had her home been vandalised. Surely, everyone believed Eddie was free of any guilt. She had to be honest with herself, when she found herself reading an article about her own boyfriend, her heart had sunk, but she was sure that the police had no hard evidence. "Oh, god" she gasped with delight, as she watched a taxi-cab drive towards the house. Cheerfully rushing across the garden, she soon let out a cry of agony when the cab drove past her, leaving her feeling humiliated and sad. Spinning around, she booted a pile of stones across the floor, before angrily stomping back towards the house.

Entering the livingroom, it was packed with her friends, but she was angry and annoyed, "get out" she demanded, holding the door open. They looked at her, confused and bewildered, before she sternly said "get out, now". They stood up, before they began walking out of the room, one of her friends stopped and asked "what's wrong"

"Just, get out" tearfully said Sara, before being left alone and slamming the door shut. Jumping on the sofa, she grabbed her hair with frustration and yelled furiously, before the door swung open and Tiffany weerily walked in. "Was it, Eddie" questioned Tiffany as she sat beside her sister

"Well, is he here" spat Sara as she wiped away a tear, "if it was him, he'd be with me, right now"

"Calm down" advised Tiffany, gently stroking her sisters back, "they might have, maybe, got some stronger evidence. Maybe your alibi, it didn't work out. Someone, could of been anyone must have reported him, probably because he's been seen"

"What do you mean, 'probably because he's been seen'. Everyone at this party, like me, believes he's not guilty, except you. You're selfish and jealous, you've always been jealous of me"

"Don't be silly" Tiffany smiled, before adding "I just care about you, you're my si-"

"Anyway, why'd you think am lying. That alibi was real, I never lied about anything" firmly claimed Sara as she pushed her sister away, then stood up

"Look, you're being stupid" laughed Tiffany, before explaining "I know you were lying, I could tell...am pretty sure, the police officer knew you were lying"

"How could you tell" questioned Sara as she glared at Tiffany

"Anyone could tell" Tiffany answered, before stating "if you get caught, you could end up in prison. That's no good, you in prison, Eddie in prison, no one will end up happy. You'll be an accomplice, to a murder"

"Get out" murmered Sara, before screaming "get out, get out, get out"

"You can't be like this, Sara, you're my sister. I love you" cried Tiffany as she stood up and walked over to Sara, who opened the door, "please, Sara, don't be like this" begged Tiffany

"Just get out, come back when you've changed your tune" sneered Sara as she held open the door. Tiffany walked out as a tear fell down her face, rolled of her chin and fell onto the floor, before Sara slammed the door shut. Tiffany's hands formed fists and her teeth clenched together as children rushed past her, giggling and talking. Looking at the children, a tear rolled down her cheek, she could see poor little Sam as she looked at them. Spinning around, she burst back into the livingroom, kicked the door shut, pointed her finger and Sara then yelled furiously "now listen to me".

"Wait just a second, didn't I tell yo-"

"Shut-up" interrupted Tiffany, before confessing "You think, Eddie's your one love, you think he's so sweet and innocent. Trust me, Sara, I know Eddie far better than you"

"What do you, mean" asked Sara in a whisper

"Well, you know, erm..." stuttered Tiffany, before revealing "I was there...the reason, I know, your alibi wasn't real...it's because I was there"

"Tiffany" exclaimed Sara

"I was looking for you, we were supposed to go out. When I got here, the place was empty. Then I went into the backgarden" began Tiffany, before crying "he was there, raping that boy...Sam"

"Oh, god" murmered Sara, before begging between sobs "please-tell-me-you-are-lying"

"No, I was scared, petrified that he'd kill the boy. I could only do one thing, I made the kid fucking trust me" explained Tiffany, before she continued "and for what, Eddie, the bastard killed him"

"Shut-up, shut-up, shut-up" wailed Sara, before collapsing onto the floor, "you've got to be lying, it can't be true"

"Well, sister, it is" Tiffany said with her hands firmly on her hips, before Sara who was on the floor, lundged forward and vomited on the floor. The puke rolled down her chin, then onto her chest, she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, before once again she vomited. Ring, Ring, Ring Tiffany glanced at her phone, "it's Charles" she said before shoving it back into her pocket, "come on, lets get you cleaned up".

Tiffany gagged and borked, as she guided Sara up the stairs then into the bathroom. Everyone had abandoned the party, they were startled by Sara's depressing mood and the revolting smell of puke that now smothered the air. Leaning over the toilet, Sara mumbled "where's Caroline"

"She's staying at a friends house, she's not being around this"

"O-O-Okay" stammered Sara, before murmering "I-I-I'm sorry"

"It's alright" smiled Tiffany reassuring, as she rushed her fingers through Sara's hair.

...Several Hours Later...

After climbing out of the taxi-cab, Eddie glanced over his shoulder and smiled "thanks", before strolling towards the front-door. He was happy to be free, he was also pleased by Sara's actions, delighted that his girlfriend had willingly gave him an alibi. He had not threatened her, abused her or been horrible, instead he'd treated her with respect, dignity and love. Hurrying inside, he cheerfully called out "Sara, am home", when he noticed the buffet and the music which had been lowered down, he realised that there had been a party. He felt guilty he hadn't returned home sooner, Sara must have planned a welcome home party for him, and the guest of honour hadn't even arrived. "I'll make it up, to her" he told himself, before hearing something upstairs. Running up the stairs, he scurried into the bedroom with a cheerful smile, before noticing Sara's blood-shot puffy eyes and tear-stained cheeks.

"You bastard" she snarled

"Honey, what's wrong" he asked with a confused expression, before glaring at Tiffany who was smirking evilly, "what's she said".

Chapter 33 finished

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