Alone 2: Bullets

37. Blood

Theo

I paced around my room feeling uneasy.

I've been feeling that way since the day I found out that the only person who could tell me the truth about what really happened to Tessa was found dead in a garbage bag.

If I can't prove my innocence then.

No.

No more thinking about you know who.

She's made up her mind I can't keep on chasing a deadend.

While pacing I accidentally kicked open a drawer.

I can't really say if it hurt or not.

When I looked into the drawer I saw a photo of me and my dad.

Seeing the photo reminded me of how he died.

Flashback

I walked into my dad's office with the files he asked me to go get.

The second I entered his eyes turned dark. He looked so angry and so hurt at the same time.

"Is everything alright dad?". I asked him as I placed the files on his desk.

He brought out his phone and typed what he wanted to say.

"I know what you did. I know you killed your mother. And now I'm going to return the favor".

After reading it I looked up and saw that a gun was already pointed at my head.

I couldn't fight him because he was my dad. But then again I couldn't let him kill me.

I quickly disarmed him then I made a run for it.

My dad's home office was upstairs so I had to get down as soon as possible, until he can calm down.

As I was dashing through the hall trying to get to the stairs my dad wasn't far behind.

He was only like a foot away.

Until he finally caught me.

Now we were both standing next to the railing. And it looked like my dad was about to throw me off the stairs.

I kept on struggling still trying my best not to hurt me.

But then I used to much force and my dad fell from the top of the stairs.

The moment he landed he was surrounded by a pool of blood gushing out of his head.

I ran down the stairs and I checked his pulse immediately.

He still had a pulse.

I lifted him and took him to my car.

I drove as fast as I could, running through red light until I got to the hospital.

"Somebody come get him!!" I yelled at the top of my voice which notified the hospital staff.

They rushed and brought a stretcher.

I waited for the doctor to come out and give me news.

"Young man". The doctor called out to me.

"Where's my dad".

"I'm sorry but he lost too much blood. We weren't able to save him."

After listening to the news I didn't cry nor did I break down instead I made a phone call.

"Tell Pablo that my father is dead. He was in accident".

If I had told them that he died because of me, they would have disregarded the fact that I was his son. And put bullets in me.

My father was Pablo's right hand man. Like a brother.

He can never find out that I'm to blame.

Flashback over

Thinking back to how both my parents died is quite funny.

I killed both of them. Even if I didn't mean to, their blood is still on my hands.

My phone vibrating in my pocket brought me out of my thoughts.

It was a phone call from.

Her.