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Innocent Guilty (First Part)

Unveiling a Murder (Chapter One)

By Azadeh AfsharianPublished about a year ago 3 min read

Luis was driving to the small town of Kidino in his car. He hoped to find peace in a new place. For the past few years, living in war-torn countries and witnessing death and destruction had exhausted him.

Luis had two deep scars on his face, which at first glance made him look intimidating. However, his kind eyes and calm demeanor fascinated everyone he met.

Luis was a reporter and had found a job at the local newspaper in Kidino City. Although he didn't make the good money he had in the past, he wasn't looking for wealth; he was looking for calm.

The green and beautiful road to the town suggested it was not a crowded place.

When he reached the town, its greenery and beauty led him to go straight to the city center and to the newspaper office before resting. Below the newspaper building, there was a local coffee shop.

The editor of the newspaper suggested he visit there because it was a cozy place, and Luis could find a room for rent from the advertisements on the wall. He could even post his own ad, and if anyone was looking to rent out a house, they could contact him.

Luis entered the coffee shop, and a beautiful, lovely girl came to take his order.

Luis stared into the girl's blue eyes. She looked familiar.

"Sir, are you ready to order?" the girl, Amy, asked again.

Luis thought that in the future, he could come here often and get to know this beautiful girl better. He suddenly remembered—she looked like Scarlett from the movie "Wasted," though more beautiful and innocent.

Amy looked at the man hesitantly. He was a disgusting stranger.

Luis said, "Please bring a drink according to your taste."

Amy asked, "Cold or hot?"

"Warm, like you," Luis replied.

Amy left in disgust and anger. When she brought the coffee to the table, she asked, "Do you need anything else?"

Luis, with the same annoying stare, asked, "Is it possible that you are looking for a roommate?"

Amy lost her control this time and said in a contemptuous tone, "It's not bad to take a look at yourself in the mirror and ask for your size."

Luis didn't say anything, even though he wanted to respond. He controlled himself and went to his motel room, where he had reserved a room beforehand. He realized he had made a huge mistake by starting in a new city and having such a useless discussion on the first day. He was truly angry and blamed himself, repeating that it was a big strategic mistake. But it had already happened, and there was nothing he could do about it.

Luis took a shower in the guest house to make himself feel better, but he was still shaking with anger. He thought to himself that he hadn't felt this bad after several years of working on the war front and seeing the deaths of children and teenagers. He told himself it was self-made. He sat down at the table, poured himself a glass of whiskey, and thought. He pressed the glass so hard that it broke in his hand, and blood flowed out.

He said to himself, "Damn, what a wonderful start."

He wrapped a towel tightly around his hand and tried to calm himself down with deep breaths, focusing on formulating a plan to take revenge and ensure that the Peruvian girl would learn a lesson. His hand wouldn't stop bleeding. He had to go to the clinic. He opened the door and, while trying not to touch the glass behind the door, he stumbled and steadied himself against the wall.

A cup of coffee with a note:

"I hope you accept this coffee as an apology from me.

Amy"

*To be continued...

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About the Creator

Azadeh Afsharian

As a teen, I cried over harsh school rules. One advised me to become a journalist, and I did. But life showed me I couldn't change much that way. Now, I find purpose in writing, sharing stories to spark curiosity and self-discovery.

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  • maryam gholizadehabout a year ago

    I really enjoyed it Keep up with the good work Azi

  • ReadShakurrabout a year ago

    Wow, so interesting

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