chapter-8

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Chapter-8
A few weeks after that incident.
I was lying on our couch waiting for Eli to come back from his training.
As I was flipping through the channels I heard the front door open.
Eli
"Love,are you home?"
Lucas
"Yes babe,in the bedroom".I replied.
He soon entered the room with a worried look on his face.
Lucas
"Are you alright love?"
He question me.
Lucas
"Ofcourse,why wouldn't I be."
As I say that I heard the news on the new channel.

The news said they had found the dead body of my father in his home with most of the things gone.
.........
A week had passed since my father's death.
The police had concluded that my stepmother had done it.
Well she probably had someone to help her.
And I was right.
I had wanted to have some bread from the little bakery that was located a little bit out of town.
So I drove there.
And as I was getting out of the bakery I spotted Joyce and a man.
In my father's car.
My blood stared boiling.
So I did what felt like the best thing to do call the police.

But as always the police could not do anything without solid prove.
So they had cought my stepmother and her boyfriend and asked them a few questions but that's all the could do at the moment,since the had no solid prove that they has done it.
So I secretly followed them.
Joyce
"These people actually think they can get it out of us." She said and they both laughed.
That's when I lost it.
I picked up a large piece of wood and hit her boyfriend really hard on the head.
Joyce
"What the bloody hell."
She screamed.
Lucas
"Why did you do it?"
I asked her as I squeezed her neck.
Joyce
" He was a pathetic man...."She said with a smile on her face before I cracked her neck.
Limped bodies on the ground.
As I stared at them I realized l,that no one could help the weak only because they choose to ignore people like these rats.
And that's when it all started.

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