His P.O.V
We all do things we desperately wish we could undo. Those regrets just become part of who we are, along with everything else. To spend time trying to change that, well, it's like chasing clouds. We don't have to be defined by the things we did or didn't do in our past. Some people allow themselves to be controlled by regret. Maybe its regret, maybe it's not. It's merely something that happened. Get over it, if only I could get over it...If only, those must be the two saddest words in the world. I've got a bad case of the 3:00 am guilt - you know when you lie in bed awake and replay all those things you didn't do right? Because, as we all know, nothing solves insomnia like a nice warm glass of regret; depression and self-loathing aren't I right.
Well let me pep up your imagination with my sorrows. Being the son of a scandalous master mind named Edison Matthews who is also known as Edmundo. He indeed had accomplices but silent ones which helped him commit crimes, which I was indirectly involved in. He killed numerous amounts of people, most of them being women and young girls ages 9-31, he would lure them to his isolated cabins all over South Africa and then murder them. Well when they caught him kept him for 2 years then they let him go before they let him go he was told to mention his accomplices and stupidly he mentioned me; his son which knew nothing about his secretive life, they arrested me and seeing that I was innocent they arrest my father once more for another 3 years and he had to clear my record so I had to fake my death, my mom knew of this but hid it from all my friends. It was said that I had died from a very terrible hit and run accident which I had an asthma attack and a heart attack on the spot. But everyone believed. It took him three years to clear my record and a next year to clear his and get out of jail; this is just a simplified version of the problem which I had to explain to everyone.
But now I have to go back to my life before all of this happened and worst of all I had to explain this to her, the love of my life, the girl I had a crush on since I was 5, but I hid this from her, she's was my best friend and I broke her heart and I left her all alone without a very good reason, and this is why I was so eager to get back to my life. So I re-made a Facebook account with my name and added all my friends that went to my school, all of them but her, her profile as deleted that's what my friend Lachlan told me she deleted it because I was gone and she lost interest in it and every other social media. So made sure with every picture and information I added I warned everyone not to tell her. You must be wondering who she is, you must be buzzing with guesses and amusing on how I speak so highly of her, it's no other than Ronnie Bernice Carter my best friend, my crush, the love of my life, the one that was always there for me and I was always there for her, but also the I lost four years worth of hours, minutes, seconds, days, weeks, months and years of time away from; but this will change the only thing is, What will her reaction be?
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When I was awaken by the blinding rays of the sun through the window panes which created a heavenly glare, I was lethargic for a moment but soon after I got the strength to head towards the bathroom. I was currently living with my grandmother which was my dad's mom, the room I was currently occupying belong to the late Adrian Matthews, who was a cousin of mine which died last year long story cut short he worked for my father, it had traditional grey walls not made of dry wall or blocks but of old stone which have been rejuvenated with grey paint, along with the couches, the plasma telly and giant bed place in different corners of the room it was sure to have a modernized-medieval twist to it. Having finished my morning ritual which includes bathing, brushing my teeth etc, I made my way to the kitchen.
"Morning Hayden" Ruby said smiling. She is my father's step wife.
"Morning Ruby" I said delusional asking myself why she was talking to me. She just normally lie or treat me bad.
"Pancakes?" she asked I just shook my head, even though it's my favourite. "I thought they were your favourite." She continued talking.
"Oh they are I just won't eat anything you cook" I smirked as I pulled out a box of cereal out of the cupboard.
After my very un-comforting breakfast I sat patiently in the family room awaiting the arrival of an old friend that would take me home, this friend of my goes back since diapers. He no longer goes to high school, but while he was attending high school he was like a brother to me. In the midst of my thoughts there was a honk on the door.
"Hayden, your friend is here" I heard my grandma shout from the kitchen as she walked into the family room catching me before I got out the door.
"Be a good boy and make me proud, and tell the girl the truth ok" she said while embracing me in a firm hug.
"I will ma'am don't worry"
"I'm not worried, I'm just troubled" she said smiling while holding my head between her hands.
"It means the same gram"
"It does??" She asked frightened, as I chuckled kissed her cheek and bid her the best of luck. As I walked out I know there was no turning back, but now I began to fear of what will happen when people see me? Or how Ronnie would react when she sees me? Or how my life will turn out? After I placed my bags in the trunk of the vehicle after which I joint my friend in the front seat.
"Sup Bennett" I said closing the door.
"What's good bro?" he answered
"Nothing you know, just freaking about seeing her" I said sighing
"Ha! You're in some deep shit" He chuckled as he sped off.
"What is new thou?" I asked
"I know you like her but back off, she's with Ryan" Bennett warned
"As in Ryan Shaw, my friend, football Ryan, Player Ryan?" I asked
"No longer a player but yep"
"Anything else I should know?"
"Yep...She's gonna kick your ass along with Lachlan's and Isabella's"
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So as Bennett explained all of this to me, Ronnie has changed a lot. She won't let you get away with things she'll run me down hunt me and kill me, and she's really strong now. Honestly, my plan just backfired. So my new plan was wear a hoodie act as Bennett's friend and most of all RUN. Well I have quite a few hours before Javen brings her home and I hear that "Her boyfriend" is gonna be there, so I have to act friendly...So I guess I have to stuff my feelings behind me and never look back.
When we arrived to the Carter's residence my family was already there smiling, hugging, suffocating and well killing me. And when I saw Colton I almost pissed my pants, he got so big and thick and tough and scary.
"H-h-hi there Colton" I said playfully punching his shoulder while I gave a scared stiff laugh.
"Not cool bro, I mean are you actually afraid of me Hayden?" HE asked laughing
"Pssh what hell no" I lied
"If only Ronnie saw you right now" He snorted as he got lost into the house.
"Hayden, I'm so glad to see you" Mrs. Carter said smiling
"So glad to see you too ma'am" I said
"Ronnie is gonna beat your ass" She said laughing
"Yes, yes I know can't anyone try to encourage me"
"Nope, my advice is to run and never stop" Mr.Carter says laughing as he brought a tray with cups of sodas.
"I'm toast" I said sighing.
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