One Last Sin #Watty's2015

Part 6

A/N

I found the last Part a little confusing at the end... Did yu??

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Karim could hear whispering. He was sure of it. First, it was shuffling, then movement and the whispering. Whatever it was, Karim didn't want to wait any longer.

I have to run? Again?

Karim groaned- again he had to use his legs. It was enough running away from the world, but now? No.

He looked behind him- the sight was too much.

What did I do now?

Karim was shocked, confused, angry and upset.

Shocked because of the horrifying sight in front of him.

Confused because he didn't know what to do anymore.

Angry because he thinks he's had enough Suffering as it is already.

Upset because of all the things he'd done in the past that included him.

He wanted another chance. Surely everyone deserves another chance right? But something or more likely, Someone was putting him off.

He didn't know what, but what he knew is that what he was doing wrong.

He wanted to be in the Good books.

But couldn't. Because he thought he didn't deserve The Second Chance he desired.

Why would Allah forgive me? After everything I've done...

Why don't I just give my life away?!

Karim had an internal argument. He thought he was suffering too much. Questions. He needed to find Answers.

But the Answers were right in front of him- if he opened his eyes.

Karim, now knowing not what to do, stood there. It was a fee times he was super glued to the spot.

Karim. What the heck are you still standing for?!? Rrruuuunnnnn!!

A guy shot an innocent woman, right in front of Karim's bare eyes! It was the same guy that killed his mother. Karim felt heavy again.

His eyes were drooping, slowly shutting. His heart rate slowed as well.

Is this it?

Karim didn't know what he was doing when he took in his surroundings and saw he was now sprinting.

To the Hospital.

He didn't care if his Mother didn't want him there. He needed her and that was that. The guy ran behind him, hot on Karim's heels.

The sun was about to rise, Karim could predict in about two to three hours.

But this was not time to think.

Karim had to stop- the bullet was too forceful as it plunged into Karim's right side. He gripped it. Grimacing at the blood that was forming on his hand. He groaned, all he could do is take off the shirt. Then he could bandage himself as he tried to find the Hospital route.

Karim ripped of his shirt- by now the Karim had lost the guy.

Karim ran into a bush- hiding. So the guy just got confused and was going in circles.

Nonetheless, whatever the pain was, Karim tied his shirt around his waist, tightly, then knotted it.

He thought he looked pretty stupid walking without a shirt on, but right now. In order to survive, this would be the right thing to do.

After catching on his breaths for a few while, Karim walked quickly.

His legs couldn't carry his own weight anymore.

His body couldn't take the pain anymore.

His head couldn't take the Questions anymore.

Karim was done with everything.

Karim found himself staggering to the hospital doors.

The same doors he entered with Nervousness and Hope.

The same doors he left with Tears and Anger.

Stupid emotions.

Karim roughly pushed aside the door, and saw Hakeem on the floor. His chest going slowly up.

Few. He's breathing. Karim sighed, then looked at his mum.

She looked so pale. So alone. So lifeless. So......Young and Beautiful.

Karim walked to his mother. She was dead. Karim made sure not to wake Hakeem up.

"M-mum...?" Karim wasn't sure what to say, instead he poured his heart out.

"Mum. I'm so sorry.

I'm sorry for troubling you. I'm sorry for causing this. I'm sorry for being so dumb. I'm sorry for acting stupid while instead I should have listened to you. I'm sorry I couldn't be the son you always wanted. I'm sorry I wasn't there fore you when dad died. I'm sorry for the day I-I.. Slapped you. I'm sorry. I'm just so freaking sorry. Please mum... Forgive me. You have no idea how many Sorry's I've got waiting in line. Mum please.

I'm sorry, for not having enough faith. But It's hard. It's Tough. So tough. You have no idea how. Mum. I....I really do think I can change. And I will. For You Mum. Anything. Even if it means saving your life. Mum please forgive me.

I'm sorry for every freaking thing I did! I'm sorry for getting you in a state like this.

I know I am not,

Always the perfect child.

And perhaps at times,

I might appear quite wild!

But know you've done,

The best you can do.

However I am,

It's not a reflection of you!

You are my mum,

The best you can be.

I thank you,

For being the best mum can Be!

I Love You Mum.

Please don't go. Please. I need you mama. Please."

Karim sat there, drowning in his tears. Tears that fell continuously. They wouldn't stop. Karim knew what he had to fulfill now.

Getting his Faith back.

A/N

This is probably the deepest Parts I've ever written... Omg it so sad.

The poem I got from Internet. I found it so heart rendering. Aww.