Jared, I murdered your uncle

chapter 9

Maria’s P. O. V.:

I looked at his bruised face, it must have hurt. That Bruce guy needed a good dose of punishment. Wasn’t 5 years in jail a lot for him? But here he is, Jared, alive and well. It felt so good to see him again. I realized we were quiet when he spoke up.

“So you fainted right there and then huh?” He asked.

“Yeah. I may have seen action packed movies full of deaths and violence, but never have I seen one live in my life ever before. Although it was a bit scary, it was cool. No offence meant.” I said raising my hands. He chuckled.

“Why did you faint?” He asked rather bluntly.

“I…” How was I supposed to tell him it was the sight of blood and him lying down there and the fear that he might have died.

“Were you afraid we would die.”

I simply nodded. I was never shot, and never knew how it felt, but mostly I had heard that being shot means dying there and then, but I guess science was way ahead of me.

“Nobody can die with only one bullet in his arm Maria Fernandez!” He said laughing. I shrugged.

“I’m still worried about Henry…” I trailed off.

He exhaled sadly. “That guy, he would kill himself one day if he doesn’t stop acting like a protagonist of an action film.” He said firmly.

“But he saved your life, Imagine that all three bullets were shot into you. He saved you.” I said. He frowned.

“That’s the problem, I love him for saving my life, but on the other side, he has done this before and got in and hospitalized for a month because he jumped off a building. 5 floor building.” He spoke looking at the ceiling. I wondered if he would tell me who was Bruce and what did he want from Jared.

“Jared? Can I ask you something?”

“Sure.”

“Who is Bruce Hudson and why did he do this to you?”

He exhaled. Then inhaled, then nodded.

Jared’s P.O.V:

I licked my lips. I just spoke what I knew about Bruce, just didn’t tell the crimes he has done before, when time comes, someone will tell Maria themselves.

“Bruce is my uncle. My father’s twin. He killed my mother first because she refused to marry him. My father got armed and made it his mission to get revenge. But he couldn’t succeed, and he died, or murdered by him. I was broken and left to live in New Jersey with my grandmother, who soon died of heart attack because she was sorrowful at her son’s death. Bruce was put to jail for five years, but wasn’t yet approved that he was the murderer of my parents. I lived with Lesley, and Henry used to be our neighbor. We all were each other neighbors, and were in school together too. Back then Henry was a young freshman, and a happy go lucky, but after Samantha, he joined BSA. He turned… Angry, and he made us feel safe. He is now somehow always alert and tries his best to protect us all, especially Samantha, unlike me, he has a family, but there’s a reason he isn’t coping with them, which is why we are his family over here.

Anyways, Bruce is out of the Jail and wants my dad’s accounts password, because my father has like a fortune locked up in there. He has threatened to kill you all if the password isn’t given.” I finished off, I looked at Maria who seemed like she’s enjoying it.

“So what’s the plan?”

“What do you mean?”

“You guys must have planned to get back at him.” She said hopefully.

But there really was no plan Henry and Samantha and the BSA dealt with severe cases like this, but until Henry and Samantha get fit, we had to stay put.

“Well?” She asked her eyebrows rose.

“No, we haven’t planned anything, we need Samantha for planning. But we aren’t safe… He has seen all of you, and he can try anything. I just hope Henry recovers soon.” I hoped.

“Samantha will be discharged in a few days. You need to be a week here, but Henry isn’t even conscious yet.” She says sadly.

2 weeks later,

 the news of Henry’s consciousness brought us alive. Even Samantha seemed to smile. Although she wasn’t completely fit, she would still go to the agency and back to the hospital. I was discharged last week, and was going to the college. Lance, Lesley and Zach were there, so was Samantha coming for a few important classes. Apart from that, PJ, Maria and the other two friends were also hanging out with us. We had gotten pretty close in the past few days, but no matter how much I try I can’t get Maria to be alone with me so we can talk. But I get a feeling she does too.