Horizon

"it's gonna work Becky. I just need you to understand and remain patient with me alright?" I tell Becky but she gives me this look I have known too well for too long. Her eyes had only one emotion that broke me whenever she looked at me that way.

Her eyes were filled with regret.

Ever since I married my girlfriend Becky, most parts of our relationships haven't been entirely fruitful. But they haven't sucked this much, they haven't sucked to this kind of level before, not even when I was dating her.

Ever since I got a job as an intern in Horizon, a company I was secretly investigating, I have slowly been drifting away. Not just from her, but everything and everyone as a whole.

My Dad, Drew Adam's was an official and accountant for Horizon. My Dad knew things, apparently things he wasn't supposed to know and of course it eventually led to his demise. He was murdered in his car while he was heading to work one day and with the way he behaved before he died, I had a feeling Horizon had something to do with it.

It didn't make it less suspicious that my mum's back account was suddenly receiving tens and thousands of dollars after he died. Most believed they just needed to compensate his family due to his death. I believed or I knew, and I just felt that they were doing it to keep my mum's lips sealed or she'd probably be next.

I always suspected Horizon, I suspected the organization was up to something fishy, and aside from them taking the closest person I had in my life. They kept doing things and keeping secrets that the public didn't know and probably never would. I was so eager after graduating college to find my dad's murderers and bring them to book that people started calling me paranoid, obsessed, weird and all other crazy names. They all left me, all my friends, all my family members, all of them. They kept telling me to let my dad's death go, they believed I was grieving and just didn't know how to handle it and didn't stick around when I refused to listen.

But not Becky. She stood by me everyday. She always kept making me feel better whenever I felt miserable and thought it was the end. She was always by my side with a cup of warm coffee and a hug to support me and ensure that I was always doing whatever it takes to win, to come out victorious.

But now...

She sighs before she stands up from the sofa and stares at me with glossy eyes.

"I have been patient with you long enough Sam" She says before she picks up her bag and straps it on her shoulder. She takes her phone and her car keys from our center table before she opens the door and looks back at me, a tear drops rolling down her cheek before she walks out and closes the door. I groan before I lift the vase from our center table and toss it to the wall, breaking it into pieces.

I know I don't deserve her. I know I don't deserve someone as good her. Even with everything she has done from me, I know I have no right to be this selfish, but I wish she'd understand that I need to get to the bottom of this. I wish she'd understand. I sigh before I slump into my chair and place my palms on my face while groaning into my hand. I look at the clock and see the time with glossy eyes. 4:56 pm.

I'll have to wait till she gets back, I need to apologize to her.

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I check the time again when I walk out of my room and look at it with an eyebrow shooting up. 7:58 pm.

That's weird, she's usually back by this time.

I take my phone out of my pocket and sit down on my sofa before I dial Becky's number. She's pick at the second ring but I hear a voice, a familiar voice but a voice I dread strongly.

"Hello" Becky's sister says and I bite my lower lip angrily.

"Stacy? What are you doing with Becky's phone?" I ask and I can hear the sneer in her voice.

"Nice to hear from you again too, Sam" I hear her say, her voice laced heavily with sarcasm.

Becky's senior sister, Stacy has always been the antagonist in my story. Ever since I started dating Becky, her along with her clique of friends never really supported our relationship. Even though I had a well paying job and Becky was crazy in love with me, they still tried to find ways to break us up, to split us. To ensure Becky was dating some hotshot of a guy, basically like a model or some dude with 6 abs or something, not me, never me, and this made Becky and Stacy dislike themselves strongly.

To think she'd go to her apartment after what happened...

"I wanna speak to Becky" I add.

"Well, she doesn't want to speak to you"

"What do you mean? Look, I don't have time for this, I wanna speak to her"

"Don't you get it already, Sam?" She says my name with disgust.

"What are you talking about?"

"Let me put it in detail, its over Sam, she's been doing this crap with you for to long and she's not doing it again" Stacy says and I hear Becky crying in the background making me stand up and tug at my hair.

"I know I messed up, please just let me talk to her. Please, she's all I have left, please" I beg, tears streaming down my face.

"Then you should've held on to her much longer" Stacy says before she cuts the line, leaving me alone in silence.

I had a feeling I might lose her. But this was to fast, this was too soon.

I have nothing, I have no one.

I lift my phone and slam it to the ground while screaming before I kick the center table and carrying the clock from the wall and tossing it on the wall. While breathing heavily, I walk towards a cabinet. I swing it open and grab three bottles of alcohol and take a swig from one as soon as I open it before I sit on the floor, taking another swig.

Even if she left me, I'll get to the bottom of this, I'll find my dad's murderer.

I swear.