The Genesis

Chapter 9

Rousing from my practically suspended consciousness and postural muscle relaxing, though just another tiring relaxation I always had. I felt the heavy weight on my head.

Another phantasmagorical horrors. My heart is racing. My breathing short and quick!

I made an attempt to hoist myself to a higher position on the headboard, but I couldn't move. My fibrous tissues felt like being ripped in any motion.

I need to wake up! Someone please wake me up! This is just another nightmare! I chanted.

Just when a head peered through my bedroom door.

"Good to know your already awake.."
She calmly said and sat at the edge of the framework with mattress I'm lying.

Her modest face framed with a coif. A white headdress under a black veil that covers her hair. With a white scapular that hangs down to her front and back. And a silver representation of a cross with a figure of Christ on a chain hanging just above her breast. A crucifix.

She moved closer to me and held my hand. I twitched as a sudden pain coursed through my arm and up.

Then reality hits me. I wasn't in a dream anymore! The pain is real!

She kissed the back of my hand and another hand caressing my cheek.

The cool morning breeze from the open window gave me a slight quiver. The curtain swaying in every whisper of the wind. And only then I got a peep on what's going on outside the window.

A bright yellow tape around the almost burnt garage, protecting the sanctity of the crime scene. I felt my mouth run dry once again. An unpleasant emotion of terror and pain! Overwhelming choler and guilt!
Different elements of uneasiness consisted my being.

Are they here to arrest me!?

"W-what happened?" I whispered. Though I already knew. I just wanted to make sure. Make sure that I wasn't in a dream anymore.

"I'm not in the position to say..but..I guess you're Mom is not in the proper state to tell you either.."

"Your Dad.." she fell silent for a while. Pressing my hands lightly. She's trying to meet my gaze but I couldn't meet hers. I'm too scared that my eyes would betray me as I betrayed my family. And as my father betrayed me!

Why!? How could he do such to me..!? He almost stole the innocence left in me! Though he's not himself, but still!!

"He's gone.." She then continued. Cutting me out of my battling conscience and grief. My eyes momentarily averted to hers. My skin crawled at the reality. The reality that I killed my father!

"His remain will be kept at the mortuary for further examinations and autopsy. The authorities are still conducting their investigations. We will be informed with in 24 hours or hope so. Your Mom is there so I came here to look after you until everything are settled." She explained.

I felt even weaker.

What have i done..!? Fear! My heart felt like being squeezed so hard! My hands are sweating and shaking.

"Oh God..bless this soul!" She muttered and wrapped me with her warm arms.

"Sssh.. everything will be okay. This is life. We live and leave. We all are meant to learn some things but never meant to stay. Life's journey is sometimes slow and sometimes quick. The only thing sure is, every journey has an end. Here, on Earth, isn't our final destination. We're just passerby. He may be physically departed from you right now but his spirit and memories stay. And will always be with you."

I felt all the bumps on my skin and body hairs erected. My head felt Brobdingnagian.

Yes, all his memories will never fade away. For they are all scarred on my skin and on my heart..! And his spirit will always be here to haunt me for what I've done.

But I don't have the courage to voice it out. I was so scared to even say a word. I was so scared to spill a dark secret and crime I had committed in defending myself.

"You need to be strong. Your Mom needs you. And..her.."

She gently tapped my back,
"I'll go and check on the officers." She uttered and headed to the hinched barrier and left me a consoling smile and egressed my room.

I need to know what's going on! What if they'd find out it was me!? What then will happen to me!? I can't go to jail..! Sister Abril is right. My Mom and her needs me. But what if Mom finds out? She'll hate me even more than she already does!

I really felt the need of hitting my head so, so hard to stop my mental freak out! I couldn't think properly!

I cringed as my abdomen again frothed as I got off the bed and made my way to the bathroom.

The red fluid that circulates in my veins ran cold as I got a momentary partial view at the cracked mirror leaning against my soft-white painted wall.

A mirror showing lines and damages from having split without coming apart, just like the kid staring wide-eyed back at me in extreme horror and dread!

A/N

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