A Love To Die For

chapter 8 - Jasper

My hands trembled in fear,

six dead, lifeless bodies lay in front of me, what had I done, who have I become.

this isn't me.

I stood there, staring at their faces, covered in blood.

I caused this, they all were someone,

a daughter, a son, a friend.

every one of them had someone to make it home to, and now they never will.

slowly I put my gun back in my pocket and began making my way to the cash register, stuffing all the notes in my pockets as I possibly could, two other large men came barging in through the door, dressed in all black, wearing similar face coverings.

" guard the door," one of the men said.

the deep voice made the guilt in my stomach grow larger than before, everything was happening so fast.

I've just killed 6 people

I took away people's lives,

and I can never go back and change that

now I just have to find a way to live with myself and the unending torturous guilt that comes with it.

" HEY, move now, we've gotta get out of here before the police show up and we get sent to the chair "

following the man's orders, we slipped out a back door that leads to a dark alleyway. the smell of the bins and rotting foods in the alley made the feeling to throw up even worse

I ran close behind them, careful not to be seen by anyone.

we came out of the alleyway as one of the men shouted " SPLIT UP, BOY !, GO RIGHT "

without a second thought, I followed his orders, afraid of what may happen to me if I didn't.

while running, my thoughts got the better of me

that girl, and her mother

the one I told to leave, what if she goes to the police, tells them everything

she could jeopardize everything, my position, even put my life and everyone I know life in danger

why did I do that!

the feelings bittersweet in some ways ... 

I know that one decision could affect everything, but it was lives spared, it was two innocent people who get to live to see another day, 

they get to go home, unlike the others

who weren't so lucky ...