Heir

Chapter 1

I crept into his room and watched as he slept peacefully. The man I looked up to and who had raised me most of my life. I didn't want to have to do this but in this game, it was kill or be killed. Wanting to get this over with, I watched my blade cut through his skin and as much as I hated this, I knew that he would die quickly. As he was gasping for his last breaths a tear slipped down my face and I turned away. I wiped my knife clean and quickly walked out. Pulling out my phone, I sent the dreaded text, "It's done."

Walking briskly through the empty streets of Manhattan, I thought about the act I just committed. Everywhere I looked, I saw his face staring at me. The distinctive beard and two different colored eyes. His soothing voice echoed in my ears and his mesmerizing smile was imprinted in my brain. My pace slowed and soon, I broke down. I stopped, leaned against the wall and sunk down into tears. I couldn't believe what had happened. I never knew it could come to this. "I need to get myself together," I thought. Getting up, I dried my tears and continued with my walk. Suddenly my phone dinged, I checked the message to see "transferred $15,000 to account." But was it worth it in the end?

Finally, I reached the place I called home, the luxurious apartment complex my snake of a mother had owned. That was, until an unfortunate event came upon her. "Such a tragedy it was" I thought sarcastically. I suppose this shouldn't be the way one remembers their mother, but if you knew the things she had done, you'd understand. Either way, we hadn't had the best mother daughter relationship. Entering my apartment, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and stared into the eyes of a killer. I let my hair out of the braid and headed to the shower. On my way, I lifted the one loose floorboard in my bedroom, wrapped my knife in its cloth, and placed it in the compartment. Then, I hopped in and turned the knob to cold. If only the water could wash away the one decision that led me to be in this situation. Hoping to forget everything, I finished up and crawled in bed.