her untold story

chapter 3

She was the girl they loved, the girl they loved way too much to leave her be.

The girl adored so much they just had to put their hands on her. It was her, the girl broken beyond repair, but some monster always found a way to shatter what was already broken.

Jennifer knew there was only one way to settle her running mind. Only one way to know for sure that her suspicions were never true.

That 1+1 did not equal to 2. But wasn't possible, to change the obvious just because the truth will wrip every ounce of humanity inside you.

She sat at the kitchen counter, staring down at her bloody clothes and remembering the moment she held a bleeding Maya in her arms.

She logged into her laptop in seconds, connecting to the mansions wifi. There was only one way to settle of this, lay her doubts to rest amd proove to herself that her bestfriend had indeed overdosed on her pain meds.

That she'd daggered her stomach and also overdosed to make sure she wouldn't survive. But why would someone hate their lives so bad they end it and also take a confirmation measure.

She knew her friend was coming today. Couldn't she have waited till she was gone to do it. Couldn't she have let her just be happy for this short period of time they were finally together.

Again, maya had succeeded in being the attention seeker, she'd finally managed to lure out a reaction of sorrow and symlathy towards herself.

But wasnt that heartless, to think of your bestfriend in such a way. Were those the lengths she was Willing to go just to believe her brother would never have..

Thanks to the knowledge she had acquired back in IT classes, she finally managed to hack into her brothers previous website streams.

She tried seaching for his name plainly, but that only brought fourth his i********: photos and bio.

When she searched through the p**n websites, there had been several videos of her brother f*****g women of diffrent ages and obtaining kinks from that. However, she went further to notice that he was more engaged in the type of forced roreplay.

Finally, the screen opened up to Nathaniel Hartling's website. All of which were countless videos of roleplay with other hired actors.

She had been uncomfortable looking at her brother's naked body and nice huge c**k. But before she could close down the pages, something caught her naked eye.

The hashtag at the bottom of one video and a comment from a fan.

Your private videos are far better than this ones man.

It had awakened suspicion in jeniffer. Private videos were common, but knowing how her brother runs with the same blood she posseses, it finally dawned on her.

It couldn't have been an only fans page , nor a paid videos account.

It had to do with the dark web part of p**n. The places where only the sick of minds like her own brother can display ruthless acts like the ones she feared to be true.

She hacked into the site in seconds, acquiring access, she procceded to search for her brother's name.

Again, it said error, causing her to sigh in relief that her suspicions had been put to rest.

She'd prayed earnestly for her brother to not be involved in this. She wanted so bad for the truth that haunted their family to remain only a mere myth.

That the words her father had said to them before leaving were only empty and lacked life and truth.

A relaxed smile plastered on her face as she found no further reasons to look through the matter.

As though for those seconds she might have forgotten that there was a dead body inside the tub. With her fingerprints all around her.

Jennifer was no innocent woman, she was as cunning and as poisonous as her own mother. The town had steered clear of the family, romours rising that their mother had killed their dad the night they argued.

But that was never true, jennifer had watched her father walk out of the door for another woman. Leaving her mother broken and devastated for the first couple of months.

Climbing back up the stairs, she entered once again the dirty bathroom and stared at the body befor her.

Mayas black shirt was now stuck to her body, the water slowly drying as her clothes seemed to dry themselves. It would have apperared the wound was so painful she just had to quicken the process with a high dose of painlillers.

Unable to hold onto the facade once more, jennifer fell on her knees amd cried herself another set of tears.

Culling into a ball as she caged far from the body of the woman suppost to receieve her warmly at the airport this morning.

At this moment, as though the angel of truth had been on maya's side, jennifer remebered a simple conversation they'd had with her brother twelve years back.

"If i were to do something illegal, or become a supervillan.. my secret name would be casperous or maybe casperous the castrator."

They'd both laughed when nathaniel had said that, two teenagee still living in the world of superheroes and fiction.

But that was it, there was probably a reason for the memory to come back fresh into her mind.

Casperous the castrator was probably more stupid than it sounded. But as though acting on magic insticts, jennifer got up from the floor in the nick of a second. Rushing back downstairs, almost falling due to speed, she reached her laptop where she'd left it.

Once again syncing into the dark web and typing the three magic words.