1 HER DOWNFALL

Chunk!

Chuck…!

Shutter!

Shutter…!

"Ma'am, is that really true…that…you…"

"Did you really…Miss Leah Halish…Miss Lea...h… Ha….."

'Flashlights of cameras- it's way too bright…' Leah murmured underneath her breath, while facing the chaos and havoc of people's questions, whispering, bad mouthing at her.

Hundreds of cameras were in front of her taking pictures every inch so that she could be the star of tomorrow's news.

To again disclose her dark past, even though during those ten years, even now she was still living in that past by herself.

Leah blinked, as her cat-brown eyes were getting blurry. 

She couldn't focus on those cameras that were once set only for her-her book opening ceremony but rather than now those things were used to record her downfall.

How hysterical!

"We are currently at the HJ group agency to attend the Author Leah Halish opening. But as you can all see there is a huge commotion...it seems as if the author had killed somebody..."

"What murder ….."

Many questions were thrown at her at once. But why again? That stupid scandal was already closed by that person...then why? Leah was about to reach her goal after overcoming so many obstacles. 

But now…

"YOU b*tch…how could you lead a good life….after doing such a disgusting act...."

"....how filthy…."

"...I knew it…she has always been egotistical…!"

All Leah could do was feel pity for herself. The fans that came to cheer her, now only knew how to curse at her!

'I want to kill everything here! Rip off the head of those filthy pests.'

Her cat-brown eyes glowed maniacally whilst she kept biting her nails. 

Leah's twisted personality that she attempted to hide behind her fake angelic smile always….got revealed just to make things more worse.

But maybe it's time to rip off that mask. Because things were not the same as before. This time they planned properly to bring her down, even going so far as to reveal the dead body's photo on the projector, the second son of the Chairman, Filip Brown.

But Leah dared not to look at the projector, where that boy's shiny blonde-golden shade hair which he was so proud of, was drenched with his own blood and his lifeless body which had already turned blue out of blood and and….

No! She couldn't bring herself to look that way, after witnessing it with her own eyes that day, she couldn't!

"PLEASE  MOVE...everybody please go home….. the opening….."

But-but this time! Who would save her if they were the one to start it first? That Rejiya Kaillon, friend of that bastard, dared to show the photos only to drag me to my place again. 

How could she…did they order her to do so…did they thought I will spill out the truth now that I become popular…but why this thing doesn't get through their thick head that they will always be on different level…nobody will believe me even if I told them that-that it's their son that…

Standing there like a statue, surrounded by many reporters, Leah Halish, the famous writer, met her doom at her own ceremony. 

'It's all over now. There's no future for me.

Fine, if they want me to die then let's just die together.'

Madness crossed all over her face when anger devoured her whole consciousness.

Thud..smash..dus…crunch.....

At once the whole atmosphere came to halt. And all eyes were at her, Leah halish who was breaking everything on the table while screaming from the top of her lungs.

Like a madman she held a broken glass and pressed it so hard that blood started to seep out from her hand.

On the other hand everyone got frightened by the sudden madness of that woman…a woman who was accused as a murderer. What if she killed one of them out of her madness.

Everyone made loud gasps when Leah halish looked at them. They started to take a step back but they were late, everything happened in a flash of eyes that couldn't be predicted.

"A killer you said, hah! Fine, I will show what a cold blooded killer could do." As soon as she threatened them her facial muscles became rigid as she stomped towards Rejiya Kaillon with the broken glass that she was holding and attacked her on the face leaving a large gash on one eye as blood seeped out of Rejiya's face. 

Leah gritted her teeth and screamed, "JUST SHUT UP! What do you even know? I have clearly warned you before to shut that $&% mouth…arghh!" Then she was about to stab her chest when a few security guards rushed to her and held down her hands from behind making her face glued to the ground.

"LET GO OF MEE…I said, let go…." tears falling down to her cheeks like fountain, her whole body was trembling, "I will give her a taste of being a murderer…" she was feeling the most lonely and hopeless girl there, without anybody rather then whole world pointing finger at her "…I'll kill….her.."

That whole place was full of chaos, blood, screams, whispers, noises, agony and wailing of people.

In the end, reporter Rejiya Kaillon was immediately taken to the hospital while Leah Halish was taken behind the cell.

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"Seriously! Money can buy everything hah!" The police officer was greatly irritated as he was mumbling and heading toward a certain jail, "That girl should at least rot in jail about like ten years for trying to murder a person…at a that in front of everyone…how hideous…tch!"

'Chang…Chang' he kicked the cell bers when he reached his destined cell. And let out a very rude tone, "Oi!" 

"Oi Missy!….wows look at that filthy    attitude…hiss oi bi*tch….!"

"Officer, don't curse", It was the voice of the person who was tagging along with him, the CEO of the agency where Leah worked.

"Tch!", that made the officer frown.

"Please open the door.." the CEO said in a monotonic voice.

"Yes…yes. What could a mere police officer like us do? We always have to bow down to the rich sire like you…greatest people. Here sire.."

"Being too sarcastic …" the CEO tapped on his shoulder before entering the jail.

Messy Hair, dirty and torn dress, bandage on her hand mixed with dirt and blood, swollen and lifeless eyes staring in blank space before turning towards him, Leah Halish was sitting on a dirty bench, her whole appearance looked like a mad woman who didn't blink an eye of sleep at nights. 

Resting his back by the cell bars, the CEO asked, "How are you doing?" and he got no answer as he continued before taking a deep breath, "I am frankly asking just What's wrong with your head? Who ATTACKS a reporter? HAH??"

Even though he was trying to keep his calm, the annoyance he was feeling made his voice very rough. But he burst when Leah, who was sitting across from him, behaved like she did nothing as she kept staring at him with a blank expression on her face.

Shuffling his hair, he continued, "That time you really got pure luck but that always will not work. You should have a clear knowledge of what kind of outcome you might have faced if you had stabbed that reporter. Leah Halish if it wasn't for Madame Jinnah you never could reach here….", he got interrupted when all of sudden Leah spoke, "Why didn't you come earlier?"

"What…"

"You said that you will bail me quickly. But I have to wait for … thirteen days." She was still wearing a blank expression. That made the CEO sigh hard, "Oh! Bless me with patience…she wasn't listening to a single word of mine…", he mumbled, "Now that you mentioned, would you please tell me what kind of relationship you have with the MPW company's son."

That made Leah stunned. She wasn't accepting of that question. She maintained as much as her poker face and replied, "I have nothing to do with him…"

"O really!…but he was the one who bailed you!"

She let out a soft gasp as she avoided his gaze and replied, "I know nothing…"

"Hah! You really give me a headache. That bloody young fellow asks me every time about you whenever he meets me. And you ask me to believe that…"

"But that…", terrifying crossed her face, as she tried to explain. But she got interrupted when the CEO started to talk.  

"That's enough…", he again took a deep breath before speaking, "Now that you got your bail, all you have to do is go far from here as much as possible. Because people will not let you live peacefully. They might throw rotten eggs at you. So for the time being, go far from your home or lock yourself in an apartment and wait until I call you…"

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SNAPPED!

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'Why so dark…Ah! I'm dead!

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