Last night was amazing, Krista stayed the night, I showed her the other side of me, while I seen the other side of her too. And we watched movies, and you know, we did other stuff as well.
I woke up, to the most amazing girl in my arms, she looked so peaceful, and perfect as she slept, resting her head on my chest. I stretched, trying not to wake her up by my movement.
She woke up anyway, stretched and yawned," Good morning beautiful"I said.
"Good morning " she replied, in a tired voice. She looked up at me, and gave me a kiss.
I kissed her back,"How'd you sleep after we were done 'watching' movies?" She asked, raising her eyebrows.
"I haven't slept like that in years" I said smiling" What did you do to me?" I asked
She giggled, and kissed my neck," I don't know.." she said in a cute little flirty way.
My hand was rested comfortably on her waist and the other one I lifted her chin with, and kissed her softly.
She gigged and kissed me back before I jumped up,"So what are we gonna do today?" I said, grabbing her hands, standing her up. "Doesn't matter to me" She said, as she put her arms around my neck. I put my hands on her waist, and kissed her neck, leaving a little mark.
"Hmm.. we could go out near the lake, past the circus?" I said/asked.
"Yeah.." she said dragging out the word. "We could do that, later", she said, then kissed me, pulling me back down on the couch with her.
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A couple hours later there was a knock on the door. I answered it, It was Gordon and his girlfriend, again. "Jerome, we need to take you and Krista in and ask you a few questions. He said, we followed him to the car, and got in the back. We both settled in the backseat, put our seatbelts on, she leaned her head on my shoulder, I put my arm around her. The cop and his girl were silent the whole ride, while me and Krista were quiet as well.
When we got to the station, they brought Krista in to interrogate first. They were in there for about 20 minutes when a police officer brought Krista out to a car, and grabbed me and brought me into the interrogation room. I have no idea what happened in there, but whatever happened, it couldn't have been good.
Jim was going to be the one asking me all the questions. I walked in and seen Paul sitting down already with Gordon, and The Dr lady was standing in the back of the room.
"This is Mr. Cicero, you know Mr. Cicero, don't you?" Gordon said, as I sat down
"Yes, sir. Hello Mr. Cicero."
"Good evening, Jerome." The old man said
"Do you know why you're here?" Gordon asked impatiently.
"Did you find out who killed my mother?" I asked pretending to care.
"You killed your mother, Jerome" Gordon shot back,"You killed her up on that hill, with a hatchet, and Mr. Cicero let you clean up in his trailer. He told you to scratch the satanist stuff of the hatchet and throw it off the bridge."
I shook my head slightly, making tears form in my eyes.
"Sir, that's absurd, and... and offensive" I choked out in disbelief
"But it's the truth. What I don't know is why this man risked so much to help you. I think he's your father." Gordon said.
I scoffed," You don't know what your talking about. My father was a sea captain."
"Am I wrong Mr. Cicero?"
"Yes" Cicero said blankly
"He was a sea captain, his name was Sven Carlson. He died at sea." I said, trying to sound convincing.
"What was the name of the ship?" Gordon asked growing more impatient.
"He worked on a lot of different ships." I said.
"The one he went down on" He asked. There was a pause.
"She never said" I choked out, the tears in my eyes grew.
Gordon leaned back in his chair,"We can do a blood test to prove i'm right. Takes only a half hour to get a full result, Isn't that right, Dr. Thompkins
"Yes" She said right away.
"Save yourself a needle"
"I do hate needles." Cicero said, then paused."I'm sorry, Jerome" I looked at him with disbelief, and a little bit of disgust.
"What are you talking about?" I asked, clearly shocked, and upset.
"I am you father." he said.
"No your not, why would you say that?" I said, trying to sound sad.
"You must've suspected the truth." the old man said. I shook my head, still not believing him.
"You're not my father. My mother would never -"
"Your mother was a cruel woman. She was often unkind to me, but she did love me once, in her way."
He reached over and put his old wrinkled hand on mine. "And she loved you very much, that's why she gave you a better father."
I started to cry (or pretend to) and looked down at the table. Crying, I felt a tear ran down my cheek. My crying turned into a wicked smile, and I chuckled.
I looked up at Gordon, grinning, then quickly turned my attention to Cicero.
I lowered my voice,"My mother, was a cold hearted whore who never loved anyone. And she'd never touch a pathetic, old creep like you."
"All these years, do you think I was kind to you because i'm such a good man? If I wasn't your father, would I helped you as I have after what you did?" Cicero asked.
"My father. Hm, I'll be damned." I shrugged my shoulders. "You know, its very funny" I said then let out an evil little laugh. I imitated a drum roll, then smiled, coldly,"Looks like the bitch got me with a zinger in the end."
"Why did you kill your mother, Jerome?" Gordon asked
I sorta waved my hands in the air, like this was no big deal," Oh you know how mothers are.. she.. just kept... pushing. And I'm like fine mom be a whore. Be a drunken whore even, but don't be a nagging drunken whore." I said with a serious and disgusted face," You know?" I said smiling
"Don't come yell at me to do the dishes if you've been banging a clown in the next room" I slammed my fist on the table. "You know" and I just lost it. I burst out in laughter.
There were these two guys in uniforms, who grabbed me, and brought me out to the car, me and Krista sat there smiling at each other, she laughed excitedly, then kissed me.
