Will I ever have an happy ever after?

Chapter 31

Hey guyz and galz~ I'm so sorry the last chapter was short but this chapter would be longer. Thank you for reading this and sticking to this :) THANK YOU TO THOSE WHO COMMENT AND VOTE AND LIKED :3          Well read on~ and I'm so dead for the parents and teachers meeting. I FAILED MY SCIENCE AND I'M SO DEAD.

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" You were the one who killed my parents...? " I whispered. I stared at Chris. The one who had always been there for me. The one who saved me whenever I was in trouble. That once, was so warm, so kind and loving, was the one who murdered my parents?

No, it can't be true. It was a joke, and Chris was just joking with me.

" And you were the daughter of the women who broke my family apart. " He said, gritting his teeth in anger.

" My mother isn't someone like that..." Tears were forming in my eyes but refused to cry. My mother wasn't someone like that. I didn't have memories of her, but I knew she wouldn't do such a thing.

" There's a lot of things you don't know, Alice. " Chris said, laughing coldly. I flinched at his tone.

" But in my memories...the one who stood at my door was a man, not a child. " I said, softly. I looked into his eyes that held so much pain, hatred and anger. " And your parents...they never said a thing about this. "

" My mother is dead. "

I froze. Tears were spilling out and I did nothing to stop them.

" My father remarried that women who's now my step-mother. My mom was too shocked and hurt when my father went to your mother and she passed away, due to the stress and pain in her body. " Chris shouted. His eyes were brimming with tears and I knew how hurt and sad he had felt when his mother left him.

" Don't you see, Alice, " He continued. " If you weren't here, if your filthy mother wasn't here, my mother would still be around. Then I showed up at your house, to kill them. Since your father got in the way, I killed him too as well. "

I sat there, speechless. He was the one who killed them. My sadness was soon replaced by anger. How could he? He had been fooling me all this time.

" You son of a bitch! " I shouted. " My mother wouldn't do something like that! Your a devil, a monster, a murderer! " Tears kept rolling down my cheeks.

" You don't have the right to say that! " Chris cried, his face fuming with anger. " You broke my family apart, you killed my mother. My shitty life was because of you! "

" Chris! You still have your dad! Your step-mother loves you! That's already better than me, who doesn't have a relative, who doesn't have someone to lean on for support! " I cried, standing up now.

" Don't you see, Chris?" I continued. " You have a wonderful life! You have people who love you, people who care for you, you have a family. While I, don't even have one! And you call that shitty? Why don't you have a look at my life, for once? "

Chris stopped fighting back and he looked at me. A flash of guilt was on his face but I couldn't forgive him. He caused me all this misery and he's still asking for more? He should be happy with his life already.

" I..." Chris stuttered.

" I don't need your apology." I snapped.

Chris looked taken back at my tone of harshness. I felt bad at snapping but it was needed. He killed my parents. That was something I couldn't forgive.

" Look, can you just get me out of here? " I said. I was tired. And my head hurt a lot. There would be a bruise by tomorrow...

Chris didn't reply but still nodded.