Helping The Poltergeist // H.S.

Chapter 41: All Will be Well

Zayn

"Master Malik?"

I can't seem to remember this man. He shakes his head as if to rid off flies.

"No. He's gone. He can't be here. I'm sorry, I'm mistaken."

He walks past me, limping as he does so. What was he talking about? Gone? And he mentioned my name. At least it was my family name.

It's not a coincidence that I met him. I think coming here wasn't for nothing.

"Wait. Are... Are you the one the prosecutor was talking about?"

"What did he say? Did he say that I'm an old lunatic who knows nothing?"

"What do you know?"

I wasn't expecting any evidence let alone a witness for it all happened ages ago.

"So the girl..."

"Agatha." The old man corrects.

"Yes, her. She didn't run away because she wanted to. It was because her mother was against her seeing the farmer's eldest son." My sentences sounded like questions as I clarify what I think is what this man is saying. "Sir, are you sure?"

"I definitely am. I was there when it all happened."

"You were there when flee?" I asked expecting a yes for an answer.

"No." At this, I frown. "I was there when they killed them."

The old man was shaking. I bought us coffee to warm and just in case he needs to calm down. We're here at a convenience store near the police station.

"Y-You were... So... You're a... a witness?"

He nods, sipping from his cup of coffee. "I was afraid that's why I kept it all these years. But my conscience won't let me sleep. I always had nightmares. It was horrible."

"Would you like water instead?"

"No, it's fine. It's fine." He waves his hand dismissively. He gives me a look with his head slightly tilted to the side. "You look damn well like that man. I really thought it was you."

"Who?" I ask. His gaze was a bit unnerving but it was no much to my curiosity to know more about what happened two decades ago.

"Master Malik. He was also in that cabin. His wife, she told him to get rid of the baby but he and another man hid her instead. The woman was ruthless. Cruel, she is!"

I look away, ashamed of myself. I am certain that he is pertaining to my mother. I can't even admit to this man that I am their son.

"Uh... I just want to ask how come you were there?"

"Holden, the young man who Agatha ran away with is my godson. His father died due to a heart failure. He had an attack when he found out who Holden was seeing. He didn't take it well. That's why he died."

What more could happen to Hollie's family? Everything was tragic. I don't get why this happened to her.

"S-Sir. I'm..."

"I know who you are. I've seen those eyes before. And I think I know why you're here." He adds the last part with a look of scrutiny.

I took courage before saying, "Will you help me?"

Four months later...

Phone calls. Reporters. Flashes of lights. Tears. Endless tears.