Can You Feel My Heart (Oliver Sykes Fan Fiction)

Chapter 60- Preparing For The Move

" Look, I'm sorry I had a gun pointed at your boyfriend." 

" He's not my boyfriend! " I protested. He shrugged. 

" Whatever, You know what I mean. I just wanted to make sure you were still on my side." He gave me those soft kind eyes I once knew in my father, and I gotta tell ya it hurt. Bad.. We discussed the plan millions of times, I basically klnew everything you needed to know about the jail, which I don't know why it was relevant if I weren't sneaking into his cell. I was just simply going to ask to have lunch with my father. No questions asked..No harm done.. For me.. Cody?? not so much. 

The Alfredo pasta sat heated in my lap, the smell of the cream as well as the onions and peppers I put in it fiiled my nostrils. Dad thought it would be a good idea to use Alfredo instead of Pizza which I was going for.. Because since it was white, which would pass off as parmesan cheese. I gotta admit my dads pretty smart, me on the other hand would have gave him pizza, which I probably wouldve been caught, Like whose ever seen white powder on a pizza before..Doesn't sound so appetizing. I couldn't wait to see Cody's face, too watch him swallow the Alfredo and beg for more. Just to know he was eating the poison right before my very eyes. 

My fathers eyes were clipped to the road, swiveling and constantly making phone calls.. Part of me wondered what he was talking about. He seemed nervouse and giddy. Just what kind of human has the intellgence to make my father nervous? I sat back and thought to myself.. What will happen when this is all over? 

FLASHBACK- 

" No, Dad cant be dead! He just can't! It's not possible! " I cried in my mothers lap. She had no emotion, she just stroked my head and looked forward. Sitting in the sherrifs office for a few days made my bones stiff, I didn't get up, I didn't move. The sherriff offered us peanut butter and jellies for lunch, breakfast and dinner. But, I always refused. So there I sat hollow faced, hungry and drenched in tears. Just waiting for a deputy to tell me if he was found alive, or dead. My mother declared that he was dead, she hated the idea that I kept wondering. That I still had hope. 

" He could be out there.. On his own, wondering where we are! " I cried. 

Her face was stern. 

" He's dead. "

" No, No dont say that! He could come back, He could find his way home." 

A tear fell down her face. 

" He's dead." She repeated. 

" Mom why can't you beli-" 

" HE'S DEAD!! HE'S DEAD! DON'T YOU GET IT?!?! YOU STUPID INSIGNIFICANT CHILD!! " She yelled. I pulled back rushing into a nearby deputy. My mother cried, looking down and apologizing to everyone in the office. I stayed far away from her that day, The deputy I ran into took me out of the office, and bought me ice cream. I didn't feel better though, even though he was really kind and cracking lots of jokes. I didn't know how to cope with any of it.. Let alone mom. Later that day we left, mom apologized to me at home, the car ride was rather quiet. 

" I'm sorry, I didn't mean to yell? You know that," I nodded. " I was just so upset that you had so much hope in your father.. I didn't realize I was being such a bad mother." 

" You aren't a bad mother." I said, sticking my hands in my back pockets. She gave me a crooked smile and held me close. 

" I guess it's just me and you Brittany."

" Just me and you, mom." 

I dropped out of my halucination and continued to stare at my dad. How could this happen so quickly? In a blink of time mom is gone.. And I feel bad for even mentioning this but.. to be completely honest.. I wish Dad had died instead of mom.