The murder

Chapter : 4

I pull my arm away from Ben .
" What is wrong with you ?! " He nearly shouts .
I sniff , looking down at my Nike shoes .
When I don't reply for a long time , Ben sighs and keeps a hand on my shoulder .
" Hey . I know you've gone through a lot . And it's hard. " He says .
I still look down , my hair over my face , hiding the tears .
He lets out another sigh and pulls me toward him and covers me in his embrace .
And then I cry out loud .
He lets me cry in his embrace , and all I could think about was , ' Won't his shirt go wet ? ' .
I pull away just quickly as the thought entered my mind .
" I'm sorry . "
He gives me a small smile and holds my hand , " U don't have to say sorry to me . Say sorry to madam . " He says .
I look up at him.
" 1. I meant sorry for wetting your shirt and 2. Don't call mom , ' madam ' . Call her , ' mom ' . She would prefer that . "
He smiles and then turns his head slightly so the can see the puddle of water on his shirt .
" This little thing ? " He asks , pointing to his shirt .
" Never mind this ." he says .
I smile .
He take a step forward so we're inches away and soothes my hair .
" Trust me . I understand your pain . " He whispers .
I look down . I wish I wasn't shorter than him .
I was 5'8 and he was 6'1 .
He holds my hand and squeezes it , " Master- Erm.. I mean, dad , was as close to me as he was to you . We miss him a lot too . " He says and pulls me in a hug .
I take in his scent .
" Thanks . " I say in a quiet voice .
He kisses the top of my head as always and says , " Never mind this . "

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After walking here and there around the mansion , I finally decide to go and apologize to mom.
The mansion I live in has many windows
The window that connects the living room was currently open .
Just when I was passing thorough it , I heard an angry yell .
" IF YOU DARE SAY HER ! U KNOW WHAT WILL HAPPEN ! " My mother shouts at someone who's face I cannot see .
" B-b-but m-miss ! "
" NO ! Now leave ! " Mom shouts .
The person - a boy - turns to leave .
His curly brown hair is familiar , and I feel the urge to see who it was.
So I run to the front door .
The front door I slightly open, so I slowly open it so it DOSENT cause much of noise .
My foot squeaks on the wood flooring and I mentally curse the floor .
I silently run to the first floor and lean down to see my mom and the boy communicate .
The boy was leaving when he suddenly stopped and turned around .
" Miss . What if she asks me anything ? " He asks .
Where have I heard this voice ?
Ben ?
No . It couldn't possibly be him .
I see my mother smirk .
" She wouldn't . She's too silly for that . "
Ouch.
That hurts Ma.
I rush down .
I jump and point at the boy who's back is faced toward me .
" Ha ! " I say loudly .
" Who are you ? " I say in a voice a king asks a prisoner .
The boy seems shocked .. Afraid maybe , because he stiffens .
I take a few steps forward and come in front of him .
Curly brown hair .
Green eyes .
Beautiful fair skin .

Ben Hyde .