Ares

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*Flashback*

*What are you still doing here." James says looking at me as if he's seeing a ghost.Maybe he's seeing one."I came here to deliver your death fucker."I say with a calm tone which is different from the way my insides are feeling.

"What the hell are you talking about,Ares?"He says with a smirk on his face."Did you forget who are you talking to?"

I smile at that.This fucker is smarter than I thought he is.I apologise for what I'm going to do next to him.Even though I won't be sorry at all."Did you really think that you were going to get away after you killed my father?"I ask and his face falls.That smirk that was on his face is long gone now.The only thing I can see is discomfort and fear. That's right motherfucker fear me.

Those emotions go away quickly and I am left with a blank face again."What are you talking about?"he asks with a bored tone.He really knows how to hide his emotions,but the only thing he dosen't know is that I have the facts and I can make his death sound like accident.

"Sit!"I order through clench teeth and point at the coach.He sits down immediately."I sleeped for two whole weeks.Two fucking weeks.My father was dead and I didn't even go to his burial.I didn't even say goodbye to him.All that because of you.I made a promise to myself that day.Do you wanna know the promise?"I ask and he shakes his head."Well to bad ,cuz you're hearing it."I say he doesn't have a choice.Just like I didn't have one."I didn't have a choice that day.I didn't do anything about my father.I sat there and watched him die.Right in front of my eyes.I sat there and watched him bleed.I sat there thinking that he was alive.And then when I woke up from the death I made a promise.I said that I would find the person responsible for this.No matter how much it would take me to do that.I would find him and I would make him pay.So here I'm keeping the promise I made ten years ago to my father and myself.And guess what."I say and he asks."What?"I smile.

A fake one.One that dosen't reach my eyes.Then I get closer to him and whisper in a dark,mysterious tone."You won't have a easy death.No you will suffer.Just like I did,just like my father did in that car."I reach from my gun in my back and shot him in his left arm.He screams like a fucking pussy.

"What's wrong,James?You don't look very well."I say and shot him again in his right leg.Then after I'm done cutting his fingers and shooting him again in his right arm and left leg. To make sure he won't move.I shot him in the head to end it all."See you where you going,James .I promise you I'll be there with you.I promise to chase you in every lifetime you choose to enter."

*end of flashback*

I shake the memory from James's lifeless body from my mind as I lead Adrian and Greta to where their father is.When we're close enough I turn around looking at Adrian."I think it's better if you stay here and come after."Greta nods and turns to Adrian to."Yeah,I think that would be great.He always would tell me that if I told you,you wouldn't believe me.So I didn't tell you anything.But I'm dying to see his face when he sees you."Grets says and Adrian nods.Me and Greta go in first.

We go in and I look at Greta,but she isn't looking at me.She is looking at her piece of shit of a father with hurt in her eyes.

She goes to him and he feels her presence since he looks up."Hello father,did you miss me."Greta asks him grabbing a chair and sitting in front of him.He looks at her with disbelief,as if she betrayed him."You fucking bitch."he starts."I knew I should have killed you.The day me and your whore of a mother cheated on me.You're just like her.Like mother,like daughter.She's a slut and you're one to."

I look at Greta for any kind of emotion in her face,but no.None my girl knows better that to show weakness in front a a fucking fucker piece of shit.I'm so proud of her.She looks at him for a moment and then just smiles sweetly at him."Aww that's so sweet,but the only thing I didn't get was that when the fuck did I ask for your opinion?I don't give a fuck what you think about me or my mother."she says her gaze coming to me.

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