Like Killer, Like Son

Mistakes Were Made

~Alex~

I wake up in bed feeling like death. Sleep is evil, I swear! If I could kill sleep, i would, along with anything else that threatens my existence.

One thing i notice immediately though is that its quiet. Too quiet.

I head downstairs and find a note in the kitchen:

Usnavi is showing me and Philip around Washington heights
Dont kill anyone while we're gone
Theres leftovers in the fridge

No fair! I actually wanted to do a bit of murder today. John is no fun sometimes.

I drop on the couch and flip through the channels on tv considering I'm actually tired. I might actually fall asleep again. I dont understand the fascination people have with tv. Its a distraction from being productive. Sure, you need a break from time to time but tv is just a complete waste of time!

Maybe i just don't understand the importance of it. Or maybe im just smart and dont need tv. You choose readers!

Oh shit the fourth wall...

Im taken out of my thoughts when i hear a knock on the door. That's...weird.

Can't be Usnavi because this is his house.

Cant be John because the door is unlocked and he's with Usnavi

Philip is self explanatory

Who the heck can it be? I guess there's only one way to find out.

I get off the couch and open the door. Theres a woman around my age who looks like the only things she has in her house is red. Or red and black, one of the two.

Its not easy to tell but im guessing her name is...-

"Hello, my name is Maria Reynolds" she said.

"No..." I mutter.

"What?"

"Your name... Its Maria lewis but you changed it..."

"Well, they told me you we're smart but not this smart"

"Well i have an extensive knowledge and im detail orient- wait who's they?"

"Doesn't matter. Mind if i come in?"

"Yes. Vary much. So much in fact I mind your presence. Bye!" I close the door in her face without another word.

Its amazing how the first thing she said was a lie. Idiot.

Theres another knock. I swear if its Maria again...

I open the door and guess who was there? Maria

"Look we seem to have gotten off on the wrong foot-"

"No listen" i cut her off. "I suggest you turn around and leave while you can before i do i bit of stabbing" I growl while gripping the knife in my pocket.

"Temperamental much? Besides I doubt you would hurt me for no reason."

Fuck morals!

"Then leave. I dont want to see you again-"

I slap her hand away from mine.

"Pardon my language but get the hell away from me! I have a boyfriend and son and im not letting you ruin that-"

She kisses me and my mind goes blank

I dont know what to do...in my mind I'm trying to go but don't say no. What is wrong with me!?

~Usnavi~

"So this is my shop! I work here with my cousin. Not Alex of course since we havent seen each other in years" I say.

"Wow this is such a nice area! Maybe I can convince alex to let us stay" John sighs.

"Im sure you can. The only problems are heat and possible blackouts"

"Whats so bad about a blackout?"

"It uhh... Things escalate from 0 to 100 real quick. In fact there was this one time when- nah, I'll tell you when we get home."

"Ok"

I glance over to see John's face changed. Like he's happy but there's a bit of worry in his eyes.

"Whats wrong?" I ask.

"I dont know. I just can't help but feel Alex is doing something... Stupid. Is the best I can describe it" he says.

"And youre worried?"

"I dont know... I just have this feeling"

"Hey, if you could sense whenever he was doing something he shouldnt, that feeling would never go away" I say, trying to lighten the mood.

"Yeah but this is different"

"We can go back and check if that'd help"

"Sure"

He grabs Philip's hand and we walk back to my house. I pause before openening the door though.

"Something up?" He asks.

"I think i know what you meant..." I sigh and open the door.

Alex was laying on the couch and looked like he was trying to sleep. Everything about him was a mess, from his hair to clothes. Just a mess.

"Alex? Are you ok?" I ask.

No response. I swear if hes dead...

I walk closer. "Are you ok?"

"No" is all he said.