Without a ban

Arthur

“Why, did she do this to me? I really didn’t do it, I didn’t! I wasn’t allowed to say goodbye to my mother and sister,” I wondered, but suddenly my cell door opened and Alexa walked in.

“I came to talk,” she said, and sat down in a chair.

“I don’t understand why you did it. What have I done to you?”

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“Why me, why?” I couldn’t believe she was so cruel to me.

“You wanted to bring my novel to life, but I changed the plot,” she smiled, and threw one leg over the other, showing off her panties.

“What are you doing that for now? Are you trying to seduce me, Alexa?”

“Arthur, you’ve been seduced by me for a long time, you’re already addicted to me like your drug.”

“I’m about to do fifteen years in prison, do you understand?”

“I don’t care about that.”

“How did you hide your relationship with Michael for so long?”

“We never had a relationship with him, he was just a pawn that I successfully managed. And moreover, he was well acquainted with Blanche.”

“Why did you choose him?”

“I could see perfectly well how Emmalyoubite him. But he couldn’t stand her. Michael always liked to pursue women. And he wasn’t interested in those who were easy prey.”

“And that’s why he went after you? Wasn’t he the one who killed Blanche?” I asked, but I already knew the answer.

“You did it too, didn’t you? You’re a clever boy,” she said, rising from her chair and coming over to me, walking around the table and bowing.

“Did you do all this to change the plot of the novel? Ruin and destroy me? Ruin Emma’s family life? Kill poor Blanche?”

“Arthur, you don’t know me very well. Your mammy told you not to go out with a bad girl, but you wouldn’t listen to her. About Blanche, I made her life a little easier because she was terminally ill. Michael obviously forgot to tell you that. That’s why she went off the rails lately and started doing drugs. And she really liked you, even though she didn’t mind sleeping with Michael,” she whispered in my ear.

“He was such an asshole! What an asshole you are! You deserve each other,” I shouted at her and wanted to hit her, but my hands were cuffed.

“It’s a pity your hands are handcuffed now, I would have let you fondle me one last time,” she replied, running her hand through my hair.

“Don’t you dare touch me, Alexa!”Roarred, and began waving my head, trying to throw her hand away.

“Idiot,” she shouted and slapped my face.

“Just answer me one question, why?”

“Okay,” she agreed and sat down in the chair next to me.

“There once was an inexperienced girl, but she was very beautiful. One day, she went on a summer vacation to a camp from her college. Everything was fine, she liked it there very much, she found friends, and just had a great time. But the summer was over, and it was time to go back to college. This girl had a fight with her friend at the last farewell party, and went for a night walk on the ocean by herself, because her friend right in front of her eyes danced with a guy she really liked.”

“What kind of nonsense is that?” I didn’t understand the meaning of what was being said.

“Keep listening, the most interesting thing is ahead. The girl did not notice how she had gone quite far from the camp and she was tired. She just decided to climb into a broken boat, rest, and then go back, but she did not notice how she was inclined to sleep.”

Suddenly two guys, the camp counselors, walked up to this girl. They were handsome and older than this girl. They were twenty-three years old. They didn’t take their eyes off her dress or her lips – when she said that, I knew she was telling me her story.

“Then, it was explained to her that she was a big girl now, and provoking the big boys was not worth it. But the girl didn’t understand what they meant until they grabbed her between their bodies and started mocking her.”

” I understand you, Alexa. But what does this have to do with me? I never raped you, you wanted it.”

“This isn’t about you, Arthur. Don’t interrupt me and keep listening. After they abused the girl, she decided to ask for help from the director of the camp by telling him what had happened. To which the director said that it was the girl’s own fault, and she shouldn’t even think about telling anyone about it, you can’t ruin the reputation of such a great camp. If she is a whore who decided to make money this way, that is her problem and it will not go away. The girl wanted to mutilate herself and commit suicide, but she did it. And the girl was only sixteen years old.”

“I don’t understand you, Alex. I’m repeating myself, what does this have to do with anything?”

“Arthur, you’re only the son of the camp director, Mrs. Roberta.”

“No, my mother couldn’t have done that, you’re confused, Alex.”

“Don’t you ever call me that again,” she shouted angrily, and struck me in the face again.

“The retaliation came. You’re going to jail for a crime you didn’t commit. Emma will raise the child alone, without a husband. And your mother, she’s going to take it very hard and one day her heart just won’t hold out and she’ll have a heart attack. And I’ll write a new novel, in a different scenario. I’m really glad it worked out that way.”

“You’re very cruel, Alexa.”

“Your mother made me that way,” she admitted as she got up from her chair.

“Oh, by the way, my novel “The Killer Also Loves” is coming out soon, I promise to send you a copy,” she added and walked out of my cell.

Even if I tell the whole truth, no one would believe me. After all, all the evidence against me, he and Michael did a good job. The question that had bothered me all along was: “Does Alex have a soul as beautiful as her looks?” There, I already have the answer to that.