Neither good nor bad

chapter-7

Chapter-7
It started that night when I had accidentally killed James.
I was terrified.
Until I got a good look at when had happened....looking at his dead body somehow made me happy .
It made me feel satisfied.
It made me feel complete.
So as I buried his body I couldn't help but smile.
I had buried the body in a very isolated place so no one would fine it.
After that I went home and cleaned everything.
All the blood which surprisingly wasn't much.
I was completely fine with what I had done.
Until Elija came home two days later.
As we cuddled on our shared room I realised what I had done.
But I was still completely fine.

After that night, we had gone out to get some groceries and we had come across my father's old house,while walking hand in hand.I heard my father and his family moved a few years ago and for some reason I wanted to go in.
Lucas
"Eli."
Elija
"Hmmm."He replied while leaving butterfly kisses on my neck.
Lucas
"Should we go in?"
I asked nervesly.
Elija
"Are you sure love?".he asked as he look towards my old house.
Lucas
"Yes."
As we walked towards the house I noticed something off about it.
I knew where the spare key was.
So I opened the door and we entered.
As we walked around I couldn't help but cry.
But then we heard noises.
I walk towards noise.
I could hear talking.
It was my father and my stepmother,Joyce.
Joyce
"So you're telling me that pathetic wrench left all her money and property for that little brat."
Father
"Yes ....did you not understand." My father replied angrily.
Joyce
"So we won't be getting anything out of it."
Father
"All her fortune is in his name and he is an adult so he has full claim to it."
Joyce
"Unless...."
Father
"Unless what?"
Joyce
"Unless the boy is not able to claim it."
Father
"What do you mean?"
Joyce
"I mean if the boy dies then the money will be all ours."
Father
"ARE YOU BLOODY CRAZY!!"
Joyce
"What,no I'm not,if the boy is out of the way then we won't have any trouble getting the money."
Father
"No....I am not killing my son."
Joyce
"What do you mean,you won't. You have hurt him his whole life and now you act like you love him dearly."
Father
"I was an alcoholic...and I always felt like he was the reason his mother died. But the two years of being sober I realised how badly I have treated him."
As I heard that I couldn't help but let out a little cry.
Eli pulled me out of the house.
Eli
"Are you alright,love?"
He asked as he held me tightly.
I couldn't answer him.