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Eva's House: A Narrative Fiction

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“The truth is, Eva, you are nothing but a parasite.” Her sharp voice cut through my trance. I raised my head, my eyes met with dark green pools, so similar to mine.

“Val, I couldn’t - I’m so sorry. Please, just let me explain!” I begged her, tears stung my eyes. SMACK. My head snapped to the side, my cheek burned from the impact.

“DON’T CALL ME THAT,” she screamed, “YOU KNOW, AND YOU’RE KEEPING IT FROM ME. YOU ARE JUST LETTING ME SUFFER THROUGH THIS.” Her voice boomed through the small townhouse, breaking on the last word. Tears start rolling down her face. Eva’s hand reached out from its place by her side, trying to hold her, fix this. She flinches away from my hand. Twisting away from the traitor.

“Please, Valerie, let me explain” …show more content…

The Eva I know would never do this.” The voice is detached, hollow. She walks to the exit. Pausing in the doorway, “I don’t even know who you are anymore.” And just like that, my world spiraled.

My name is Eva Smith, and I am a horrible person.

1 day earlier

Two policemen approach a beautiful blonde girl, she was isolated from the group, her eyes made it clear she was related to the victim. Forest green, so intense they could make anyone squirm.

“Miss, I need to ask you a few questions. What is your name and relation to John Smith? Say it into the microphone.” The first police officer asks, he is clearly in charge.

“My name is Eva Smith, daughter of John Smith.” She replies, her forest green eyes, stare, confused, into his brown ones.

“And, where were you yesterday Miss Smith?” He asks.

“I was at my friend Nikki’s house.” She says, she looked even more confused but held her tongue, clearly wary of the officers.

“Okay, what is her full name?”

“Nichole Winter, sir”

“James, check the database, confirm her alibi.” He murmurs to the other officer, he nods, slinking …show more content…

Carol moves to the kitchen, busying herself with making lunch. Eva moves towards her father's office, greif written across her face. She opens the door, flinching at the familiar creaking of the door. She pushes down memories as she enters, sitting down at the big mahogany desk her dad used to work at. Tears overflowed from her eyes as she broke down. Thinking of the world she lost.

“I’m going to go buy some groceries for dinner, honey.” Carol’s voice echoed through the empty house, quickly followed by the slamming of a door. Eva stayed in that room for what felt like days, lost in memories. She was interrupted once more, but this time it was the opening of the front door.

She wiped her tears away, walking towards the front of the house to greet her mother. Instead of seeing the brown head of her mother she was greeted by her sister, Valerie. She lept forward, hugging her. “They cleared you? Thank god, I knew you didn’t do it!” Valerie's turns towards, her eyes are dark with rage.

“You know, don’t you?” Fury laced her words. “You know who killed him, don’t

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