REBORN

Chapter 3-The confession

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We both stood there, staring at each other's blank faces for what felt like eternity. He never expected to hear that. I never intended to tell him. He was white as chalk; his eyes and mouth were frozen wide open in an expression of stunned surprise. I never saw him like that...so...tensed. Could this mean that my father, my hero, is still in there somewhere behind those walls he built? Can I breakthrough them and bring the loving husband back for my mother?

His frowned face turned to me and all of a sudden, his hand cracks across my face, leaving a red welt behind. I let out a grunt with pain with my hand flung to my bruised cheek but he ignored it.

"What is wrong with you, Nicholas? Was it that hard to find a slut to sleep with that you decided to RAPE one? You disappoint me, Nicholas. You have everything to sway a girl to your feet but out of the blue you decided to rape a girl? Did you not think of how your actions are going to cost this company of mine? The media! Within a minute, it'll be clinging on our backs if they find out! You reckless idiot! Anderson Corporation's shares will take less than a minute to crash because of your foolishness! We have to do something. Quick before its too late!" his screams tore through me like a great shard of glass.

At this point...my small fragment of hope that he ever loved me shattered into a million pieces...too many to plaster back. He kept on blabbering all about his business's reputation, losing all the wealth he had and other crap related to his stupid company. But I couldn't make a counter back for there were a million things going on in my mind. All he cared and still cared about is his company not me...I am nothing to him. I never was anything but an asset to prosper his Anderson Corporation. All my illusions suddenly seemed stupid to me, how could I make this man my idol? How could I expect anything of love from this man for my mother or me? Where is my father? What changed him so much?

He inhaled and exhaled heavily as though he is trying to figure it all out. His gaze met mine with calmness now. "Alright...tell me one thing. Is she from a well-known family?"

I recalled all the details of her small house so I shook my head in response. "Does she know who you are?"

" I don't know if she recognized me...I don't remember anything about last night."

He placed a hand on his chin to think about it. "Hmm. Then there is nothing to worry about at all for people like us. Such low class people only listen to money, son. So our lawyer will get the job done with a lump of bucks hurled at her face. That'll be more than she can ever earn in her lifetime so she wouldn't dare to deny it. The media won't even sniff it, trust me."

My mind felt as if lead were coursing though it instead of blood. The once sunny childhood memories of him now felt as if they were tarred disfigured into something gross. I kept my gaze off him; I couldn't bear to look his way, because if we made eye contact I might vomit with disgust. He has stooped so low to window-dress my mistake by the clink of his notes-no mistake doesn't even begin to describe it.

He had no regard for all the agonizing pain I caused her, no regret of how his rich brat son assaulted an innocent girl he barely knew and he is making no attempt to punish me. Why? Because it isn't even an issue for rich billionaires like us. Justice is on the market...anyone can buy it to his or her favor. As simple as that! Even if the girl suffered intolerable pain. Even if her body is pleading for its justice. He isn't bothered with my sin...only to solve his precious company's ass by camouflaging it. His soul was completely poisoned...with no cure.

Two men with blue coats interrupted my thoughts as they approached us. "Good morning, Mr. Anderson. We are from the FBI." He raised his identity shield to my dad's face. "We received Intel about a rape, the victim was brought in by your son. We need to interview him for more details before taking further action". My dad cleared his throat and simply nodded, throwing me an act-dumb look.

His assistant took long strides to me. " Mr. Nicholas Anderson, have you seen the rapist?" I froze. My face heated up with sweat on my forehead.

Suddenly, all I see is the girl that was in my arms. Everything else falls away. All I see is her beautiful face tainted with the bruises. All the agonizing pain I caused her.

"I repeat. Have you seen the rapist sir?"

That's when I made the biggest judgment of my life. I don't know how or what its consequences will be but I know it is the right thing to do and to be done. My father will condemn this in every way but I AM NOTHING LIKE HIM. I am ready to endure anything for my sin...she deserves justice and I will give her that.

"Yes, officer I have. Its me."

That was pretty brave of Nick to confess, right? what do you think will happen now? Please vote,comment and share.