"Honey, Deck's parents are here!"
"Okay, mom! I'll be there in a bit!"
What's it this time Mr. and Mrs. Field?
"Hi, sweetie. Glad to see you again."
"Same here, Mr. and Mrs. Field."
Deck's mom kissed both of my cheeks.
Oh, I might puke.
"What brings you here, Rebecca?" mom said.
"Nothing, really. I just want to see Estelle, she's like a daughter to me, you know."
"That's so sweet of you. Well, you can visit Elle here, anytime you want."
Deck's mom glanced at me and I faked a smile.
A torture, indeed.
I have this feeling that she's connected to Deck's death.
YOU ARE READING
Why Deck Killed Himself
Short Story❝everything he saw was black so he ran away to the dark paradise.❞ [language: english || very short chapters]
