Make Me Whole

Raymond laid lazily on his couch covering his face with the back of his palm. He woke up due to the several noise coming from his phone.

He stretched his hand to reach it but it fell instead.

"Fuck" He muttered. He lazily dragged himself up and his gaze went to his phone.

"Ah.. damn" he cursed again feeling the intense pain on his head. He looked around wondering how he got home last night. He sure drank a lot. Maybe his friend Thomas bought him home.

A heavy sigh escaped his lip. He picked his phone up only to see so many missed calls.

"What the hell" A click sound was heard as soon as he stood up but he ignored it. His head was spinning as went straight to the kitchen leaving his phone on his couch without checking who had called.

Raymond lives alone. His family is average not so rich, not poor either. He so much loved fucking around with girl spending some rich girls money all the way he want it.

His attractive face alone can snatch a rich guy girlfriend not to talk of the sex on bed. He had a lot of women who gives him a lot of money, some even sent him to have vacation to any place he wants. He was only seventeen.

His dog barked as he was about to about to open his fridge. He took out his dog food.

"There you go.. Bruno" Ray named his dog after his favorite character in encanto. He still can't believe he so much love that cartoon.

He was about to pull out a hangover drink for himself when he noticed the red dry stain on his hand. He drew his hand close and stared at it.

He tried so hard to remember what happened last night but the pain on his head didn't allow him. He shrugged, grabbed the drink and gulped in one goal.

"Argh.." He groaned holding his neck which hurt badly. Feeling a liquid content behind his neck, he frowned. His eyes grew wide seeing it a red stain again. He checked his cloth and he frowned deeper.

His grey shirt has some red stain on it too. Did someone pour a red drink on him last night? 'Well fuck them' He thought to himself.

A loud knock interruptted his thought and his head snapped toward the door direction. Who the fuck knock on his door like that? Do they need some lessons?

One thing about Raymond he is a bad tempered person. He clinched his jaw and dragged his lazy self towards the door while the door while the knock kept getting louder. He is seriously going to teach the person behind it some manners.

"Get on the floor!!!" His eye widened when a large gun pointed at him as soon as he opened the door. He raised his hand in fear immediately. The police? There are five of them all armed.

"What.." He couldn't finish his words as a heavy punch landed on his face bursting his lower lips. One of them hit him again, pinned his head to the ground and began to handcuff him immediately. The other police rushed in and began to search his house.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" He finally got the chance to speak.

"Shut up murderer!" The police pinning him yelled.

Murderer? What the heck did he just called him!

"I've got him" He informed through his radio. He forcefully dragged Raymond on his feet.

Bruno bark out loud at the police officers. One of them got annoyed and kicked him.

"Don't you fucking touch my dog!!" Raymond yelled but the police officer with him pinned his head.

"Look what I found" One of his police mate informed picking up a knife on the floor. Red stain?

'Don't tell me that's blood' He thought as his eyes widened the more. Those stains on his shirt too?

"You bastard!" The police holding him yell and dragged him out of his apartment harshly.

"Let go off me.. what the hell do you think you're doing?" He asked the one holding him.

"Taking you to jail.. now shut the fuck up!" The police replied still dragging him.

"You've got the wrong person! I didn't do anything!" Raymond yelled again. His wrists began to hurt a lot.

"Do you want me to beat you up before taking you to our custody?" The police asked dragging his hair harshly. Raymond kept quiet whimpering. "No! Now keep your mouth shut or it would be used against you at the court of law".

He put a bag on his head as dragged him of his house like criminal. They are a lot of reporters outside his home snapping like crazy.

"Let's ask him some questions!" One of the reporter yell.

"How disgusting!"

"He should be ashame.. how could he do such a thing!"

"Let him say something!"

"We want explanation!"

"Murderer!!"

"We want Justice!"

These were the words Raymond heard before getting to the car.

They are charging him for murder? There must be some misunderstanding! But why the hell is he not remembering anything!

...

Everywhere is dark, Raymond was sit in a strange room not able to see a thing as he still had his head covered with the tick bag. Seconds passed by his anxiety Kept getting worst.

In what seems like forever, the bag was removed from his head. The light ray coming from the small bulb hitted his eyes and he looked the other side.

After his eyes had adjusted to the light he looked up just to see a strange man in front of him.

"What's going on?" He had asked this question so many times but none of them answered.

"Raymond Smith" The strange man smiled at him. "I'm Finn Cornwell nice to meet you" the man stretched his hand to him.

Raymond hesistated a bit before shaking him briefly.

"Please tell me what's going on.. I'm freaking out" Raymond plead in his shaky voice, his eyes were red.

"Do you know her?" Finn placed a picture before him and he drew it close.

"Yeah.. that's Victoria my sister" He replied. Why is Victoria in the picture?

"Hmm.." Finn nodded and brought out another picture.

"And this?"

Raymond drew the picture close and his pretty face turned terrified. It's a picture of a naked body which was brutally stabbed.

"What is this?" He raised his head to look at him wondering why they are showing him the picture.

"That's Victoria.. She was raped and stabbed thirteen times on different part by you"

Raymond mouth dropped dramatically.

"What?" Maybe he didn't hear him well.

Finn took back the picture and kept it back.

"So tell me Mister Raymond Smith.. why did you do it?" Finn asked. He cheerful eyes turned cold.

"Victoria is not dead.. Victoria can't be dead. What do mean she's dead? I saw her last night so what the fuck are you saying? Where's my phone I need to call her..."

Finn watched the guy in front of him panicking.

"Where's my damn phone!!"

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~FEW HOURS LATER~

Raymond was dragged out of the prison. He had a visitor.

"Mom.. Dad!" Raymond called with a small smile on his face. At least someone is going to believe him.

"You don't believe them right. I didn't kill Victoria. You know I love her so much don't you? Beside I can't kill anyone mom, dad.. I think I'm been framed here" Raymond said with tears on his face.

"Bastard!" His mom said and the blood on his face drained immediately.

They don't believe him?

"Dad?" He called looking up to him. His father's eyes stared down at him in disgust.

"I can't believe I bought a monster to my house.. I picked up from the street when you were little. Is this how you're to pay me back? To hell with you!!" His mom yelled again. Right now the pain in his chest was worse than how he could imagine.

He kept quiet losing all hope. The only person he thought he could rely on doesn't trust him.

While his parents was on their way home, they had an accident and died on the spot.

This broke Raymond totally, he cried for days with heavy heart.

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"You're here by sentence to life imprisonment with hard labor" The judge concluded hitting his hammer three times.

All the evidence pointed to him.

"I didn't do it!!" Raymond yelled. Of course there was no one to defend him. His friends and family was nowhere to be found.

"I didn't do it!!" He yelled again as two police dragged him out of the place.