Vengeance

9. Phone call

Morning!

Soon enough, The daily alarm woke me up to its awful tone. but guess what, it sure did it's part to wake me up. It was just 6 in the morning and I felt sleepy but I knew sleep could wait and that there were more important things to handle at the moment.

I went to Luke and woke him up. He too, without surprise, was very tired but knew that he had to sacrifice his sleep.

It was still early and thus we divided it was probably going to be the best of we didn't disturb David so early in the morning. Luke had called David's mom and dad and told them all about the accident. They must have had the shock of their lives because trust me, no mom or dad would ever want to hear such a thing. Their flight from Australia was due to arrive in another 3 hours time so Luke decided to fetch them while I decided to make breakfast and work on the case.

"Hey Luke! I made breakfast! Quickly have them before you leave mate!" Calling out to him from the kitchen.

He was probably in the washroom or his room because all I could hear was his muffled voice speaking in agreement. I could only think about meeting David because as a concerned friend, he was my responsibility.

With that, I decided to look at all the facts that he presented to us yesterday and decided that the first thing to do was to construct and finish the entire timeline. An hour passed and I finally pieced every single details for the timeline. Luke must have been gone by now because I didn't not hear any distinct chatter from where I was. So I decided to call David up to see if he was awake.

Surprisingly, he was awake so early.

Till date I still remember how we spoke over the phone that day. We were rather happy as if nothing had happened in the first place. The doctors had advised me that it was best to try to make David happy by speaking about other things and the doctors were certain that too huge a disappointment or sadness could affect David's mentality and that this could result in serious psychological problems mainly due to the injury inflicted to his brains .

We spoke about everything. He told me secrets about his life. Secrets that no one probably even heard of or even had the faintness of clues. It was so weird how we could just judge someone just by the deepest secret that surrounded them.

Anyways we spoke about how he got rejected by his first crush and how he even lied to his parents so that he could just go out with his friends.

We also talked about problems in his life and how he went on a 10 days rampage trying to solve all his life problems. He for once didn't come from a poor family. So that solved some of the current issues that we were going to face most importantly the hospital bills and stuff like that.

He was rich and had a huge ego but he knew when and how to use that ego of his. Basically he was a guy with a golden heart plus with the desire to like girls outside from his religion. It was fine if he was to be a Christian or Catholic or something else. The main problem was that he is a Muslim and Islam had its own barriers. Very strict barriers.

So that day we talked for hours. Three to be exact. Summary of the conversation we had, we just covered twenty years of existence in one hundred and eighty minutes. We spoke until it was time for his little snack break where the nurse took the phone away and told me not to unnecessarily disturb the patient.

It was barely noon. 11am to be slightly precise. I figured he might need to have a quick rest before his parents arrive. And speaking of which, they should have arrived by now.

I thought of calling Luke but his phone was busy at that point of time. At first it seemed that i had nothing to do. So I decided to go over all the evidence that we collected and now we even had some items from the accident scene and ohh yeah i forgot to mention, Luke had brought back the evidence box from the headquarters so that we could examine it.

With these in hand and still a slightly blurry overview of the whole incident, I decided to go through them again just to understand it better and on top of that just spend the time until Luke arrives with David's parents.

So with a clear mine, I decided to go through the evidences again.

I tried!

1st attempt to understand

2nd attempt to understand

3rd attempt to understand

4th attempt to understand

and yet nothing new came out. It was all the same image that I saw in my head. The image that everyone saw. The image that it was just an accident and nothing else. Then I had an idea. Maybe the problem was not with the evidences. Maybe the problem was with me.

Then I realized that there is two ways to do it. The first being to go through everything with David but that would not be possible until he recovers. So i moved to the second thought. If I cant go to him, why not try to be him?

I just thought that maybe, just maybe, that by thinking like David might give me an insight on what really happened and maybe that might show me a newer path or even better, give me actual reason and cause of the accident.

With that, I became David...

(you get what I mean...)