The murder

Chapter : 8

1 at midnight .

There's a knock on the door . I and Ben are watching this movie of a footballer . We're in a cozy position . My head is on his chest and his arm is slung on my shoulder . There is a blanket covering us and he holds the popcorn .

Flashback :

" I love you . "
I look at him wide eyed .
" I loved you since I saw you . " He says , smiling .
Then he kneels down .
" Be my girlfriend ? "

I said yes.

Present :

" Rebecca ! Can u please open it ? " I say loud.
" Yes Miss ! " She says hurriedly and runs to the door , her heels making an awful lot noise .
" Ma'am ! " I hear her say .
I turn around to see a wet mother .
Anger rises in me again .
" Jen. " Ben says softly .
Ah.
Now I realise :
Jen and Ben .
Ha-ha !
Anyway ,
I turn to see him .
" Yeah ? " I try to speak in a normal voice but fail.
" Be calm . " He says softly , interlocking our fingers .
I smile.
" I will. " I say.
I stand up with Ben , our hands still together .
Mom first eyes our hands and smiles and then looks at us , first Ben , then me.
" Mother ! " I say as calmly as I can.
She smiles wider .
" Jen ! " She says .
" How- "
" I want to introduce you to a friend . " She says .
Here goes..
I nod.
" Ethan Hemsworth . " She says , and dad appears from behind her in a wet black coat and pants . Wearing a long sleeved shirt just to hide his tattoo .
.

" Night Ben . " I say, giving him a light peck on the lips and going upstairs .
Mom has already slept , and dad - Ethan Hemsworth - is in his room .
As I walk upstairs , I hear his voice .
" Wait. "
I spin around and see him is his old pyjamas .
" Yes ? " I try fighting back my tears .
He smiles , tears in his eyes , and walks toward me .
" Jennifer . " My names sounds better when said by him .
" How are you ? " He asks .
I smile .
" Grand . " I say .
He chuckles and wipes a tear that was about to fall .
I would always say I was grand when someone would ask me how I was since I was younger .
" How are you? " I ask.
He looks at me for a moment , as if wanting to hug me but relenting .
" Fine . " He says .
I gulp.
Meant not fine .
I look into his eyes . He's taller than I am , maybe 6'1 , like Ben .
I smile , and a part of me wants to hug him a kiss him and says 'daddy' .
But another part of me wants to wait until everything is figured out .
And so I turn before saying him , " Night . "
I hear him sigh and the door shuts .
I cry the whole night.