Chapter 13: Chapter 13

Olivia's pov:

"Hello, I'm calling from MB Police Station. Are you Miss Olivia Adams?" I heard from the caller.

My face firmed up as I was super confused to be getting a call from my local police station back home.

"Yes, this is Olivia. What is this regarding?" I asked curiously.

"Please hold" he requested before putting me on hold. I grew a bit anxious while listening to the music on call. Something didn't feel right. I started playing with my hair. I always do that whenever I feel nervous and that time, I was nervous as hell!

The music suddenly stopped, and I heard a "Hello Olivia" in a very familiar voice!

It was Inspector Gaikwad from my local police station. He had helped me a lot when I was holding meet n greets or whenever a mob would spot me on the sidewalks or anywhere basically.

I smiled and greeted him! It was a long time since we last spoke.

"Hey Olivia, um I have noticed that you were trying to get in touch with your family by calling them" he murmured with an extremely depressed tone in his voice.

"Yes, how did you know that? Are they at the station? Did something happen?" I questioned hastily as I was very concerned at this point.

"Listen Olivia, I have to tell you something very important!" he said.

"What is it? What happened?" I demanded him to answer my questions.

Instead of answering my question he gave a very eerie reply......"I'm sorry!"

"Sorry? Sorry for what?" I was growing super tensed and confused at these vague statements.

After a few seconds of silence from his end, he decided to speak up.

"I don't know how to say this but I'm sorry to say that.......your family is no longer alive."

"What rubbish are you talking about? How dare you joke like this, Mr. Gaikwad?" I rebuked him furiously. I wasn't going to believe such a thing.

"I'm not joking at all Olivia! I got a call from one of your neighbors saying they saw some blood stains outside your home. After repeatedly trying to get your family to open the door, we got no response and so we broke the door open and found all the corpses lying on the floor. They were shot to death!"

After hearing this, I was extremely shocked. "How could this happen?" I said while tears were flowing down my face.

I fell down crying while still having my phone glued to my ears. I was crying so much. Even the thought that my family is no longer on this earth, panicked me. I felt all alone. I couldn't bare this at all. I didn't even get to see them.

"We are doing our best to investigate and find the murderer! You please take care of yourself and try to remain calm. We will find who did this and punish them!" He assured before hanging up.

I was so broken that I couldn't say anything to him. I lost my family, my loved ones.

I tried my best to console myself and stop the tears but just like a river, they wouldn't stop.

I started thinking of my family. I couldn't process what just happened. 'Why?' 'How?' 'When?' were the questions that were revolving around my mind.

After some time at 8pm, I dropped myself on the bed, still wearing the bathrobe and cried myself to sleep in attempt to make myself feel a bit better.

Sam's pov:

I walked into Jack's room along with Jessica with a tray filled with breakfast. We were both feeling depressed because of Jack's outburst the previous day. It really did hurt us, but we were committed to help him recover.

Jack was sitting on his bed tucked in with his covers while reading a book. He looked very relaxed as if nothing major happened.

I was glad that he calmed down, so we proceeded to walk closer to the bed.

"Good Morning!" we both greeted Jack with a smile covering our inner sorrow.

We had to ensure Jack was as happy and stress free possible, so we had to make him think that we were not mad or upset with him.

"Good Morning!" Jack greeted us while closing his book and keeping it on top of his nightstand that had a lonesome lamp on it.

"So.....I hope you guys have agreed on everything I said yesterday. Well, have y'all?" he immediately questioned while taking a few bites of his blueberry pancakes which were drowned in maple syrup.

That question struck me like an arrow! I didn't know why he thought that Olivia would distance the three of us.

"Yes, we have!" Jessica replied with a sigh, trying her best to look as happy as possible in from of Jack.

After wiping the dripping syrup from this face, Jack's face was covered with a huge smile!

"Really?!" he sounded so astonished.

"Thank you so much!" he said while coming towards us for a hug.

While hugging both of us simultaneously, Jessica and I looked at each other in pain, knowing how our decision might hurt Olivia.

Olivia's pov:

I woke up with a start as I had still not recovered from the trauma I experienced yesterday and would probably never for my entire life. I had no desire to do anything today. I didn't want to stay here in LA much longer.

So last night itself I had made the decision to leave Vidcon and go back home to attend my family's funerals.

I dragged myself out of bed and freshened up. As I was packing my bags, I got a call from Nikita. She was asking why I wasn't at the lobby to attend the hiking trip as a part of the schedule.

With some difficulty, I told her everything that happened. She was very sweet and told me to take care. She really cares about me lot!

I scrolled through my phone, searching for my Vidcon manager's contact details so that I could call him and make him get me a flight ticket back home.

As I was scrolling through my contact lists, my frustration grew tenfold! I wasn't able to locate the manager's phone number!

Just then, I face palmed myself after remembering that I had kept all the Vidcon details including my manager's details in my laptop notes which was in Sam's home.

I forgot it there while editing videos during our first collab! I was supposed to get it back after the second collab but that never took place.

I decided to get ready to go to his house as I really needed my laptop. Anyways, I can also inform him about what happened before leaving LA.

I booked an uber which arrived as soon as I reached the hotel lobby.

I got in and gave him Sam's address. During the ride, I was thinking about how much I would miss everyone especially Sam for some reason.

I didn't want to separate myself from him on such a short notice but the pain of losing my family was greater, so I stood by my decision of leaving.

After a good 10 minutes or so, I finally reached Sam's house.

He had a huge front garden, so it took a while to reach the front door.

After getting to the door, I hesitantly rang the doorbell. I couldn't think of what to tell him. The sadness within me was increasing. But I stood firmly and went with the flow.

After a few minutes of silence except for the birds chirping, I saw the door finally opening to which I saw Sam looking quite weird! He almost looked like he was angry and frustrated.