The murder

Chapter : 13

( The song makes me cry a lot. )
" Hey Jen . U okay ? "
She kicks a stone hard.
Oookaaayyy . She's not okay .
I leave out a heavy breathe and a keep an arm around her , she leans onto my shoulder .
Then she burst out crying .
I twist and hugs her , moving my hand up to down , smoothly .
" Hey hey . Bens here for u . " I say .
She sniffs .
When she pulls away , I see her face is red , eyes swollen , runny nose .
" Shhh . " I say , kissing her forehead and lingering a while longer .
" I'm sorry . " She says softly .
I pull away.
" Why? "
" For shouting at u .... U had the right to be scared. "
I chuckle and kiss her forehead again .
" I was scared for you , darling. "

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Jennifer's P.O.V

I was scared for you , darling .

Everytime I think about it , I smile .

We are currently driving back home.
Ben is driving , because he thinks I'm not currently in a good mood , or health or whatever .
And I think he's right .
I need time crying .

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Once we reach home , I really don't wanna go inside .
A hand is kept on my back , slightly pushing me forward .
" I'm with u . " He whispers Into my ear .
I clutch his hand and squeeze it like he did before . He squeezes it back , but we let it Stay like that , our hands one .
He pushes the gates of our mansion. It doesn't feel like home anymore . It was made with wrong money .
As we walk in , we see my parents there , dad has his hand on my forehead . Mom is wiping a tear .
They look up . " Jennifer ! " Mom says in relief , hugging me .
" Oh we were so worried ! Where were you ?! " She asks .
Nor did I give her a hug back , neither did I answer her .
I just walked passed her, up to my dad.
I stare at him , and he stares back .
I finally pull off the fake mustache .
He looks at me , wide eyed .
" I hate you. "I say.
Just a day before , I would have said , " Dad . I missed you. "
" W-what ? "
" U earned money by wrong means , didn't you ? " I say through gritted teeth .
He DOSENT answer and looks down.
Tears pour out of my eyes but I ignore them.
" U killed uncle Kyle , didn't you ?! "
" U tried to run away ! "
He looks up , stunned .
I grab his collar .
" U are not my dad . U are a devil ! " I shout .
He looks at me guiltily .
" U don't- "
" I HATE YOU . " I shout at the two of them.
I walk back to Ben .
He keeps an arm on my shoulder , steadying me .
I sniff.
" I never thought my parents would be people who killed Uncle Kyle . But oh they are ! "
" We are sorry , Jen . " Mom says.
I shout , pointing at her , " DONT ! " " Don't call me Jen . "
Mom look away , and dad keeps an arm around her shoulder , just the way I and Ben are .
" It's an embarrassment to be ur daughter . " I say , crying horribly .
Dad looks very guilty .
" I hate you. U will never be my parents . " I spit.