Chapter two
"Hey"… I said to the figure in the dark . He looked startled at my sudden speech Michel quickly changed his face from blankness to a smile , my heart broke for him . I didn't want him to feel that he needed to worry about me and how I feel.my face switched to sympathy mode and told him as I sat down at the dinner table " you don't need to do that " he looked back at me with a guilty look plastered across his face " don't hide your emotions , pease ,I don't want you to turn out like me " he just stared at me not knowing what to say we sat there for a bit and just felt each others sorrow " you need to let out and express your pain " I said sympathetically " don't hide them with a mask because I did that and I got stuck behind it " I guess he took my advice because a single tear rolled down his tensed face then another tear and another
I couldn't wait any longer and lunged at my son desperate for a well needed embrace .he melted into my arms reluctantly and sat there on the kitchen table using every last price of energy my body was willing to give to hold onto my son and never let go . You can open up Whenever you're ready no rush ... He let go of me and wiped away the remaining tears perched on his face
Unable to speak he walked to his room at returned with something in his arms ...it was his diary... "here" he said muffled ... "Read it" then disappeared into the poor lighting in the hallway
Interested, I slowly opened the glued pages and began to read ,
19/12/1998
Dear diary ,
Today there was a school shooting today I lost my best friend ...
I was sitting in class when sirens went off and a warning saying we are going into lockdown
Almost like a reflex everybody got to the other side of the room and under tables I shut my eyes tight and sighed it would all go away but I was interrupted by the teachers whispering the register to everybody
Then it dawned on me ... WHERES IS MICHEL I sprang out from under a chair hitting my head but was stopped as a firm hand wrapped around my wrist and pulled me back it was the teacher . Michel's out there I said he's in the bathroom we need to save him in-between sobs then everything went black ...I fainted
I woke up on top of a table with the whole school crowded around me a teacher came running towards me and orders everyone to return home .
He kept me and explained that Michel was gone .I sat there in disbelief I searched his face of a lie but there wasn't any sign
Leaving the teacher on a chair I sprinted home collapsing in the door frame
At the end mrs Murray knew she had not lost one son but two ...
Many years have passed now Michal and Jane have recovered together and now have separate lives and very rarely get in touch not because of anything bad just drifted apart Jane is now a famous singer and Michal is now in the navy across the seas just like his grandfather with a beautiful wife at home called ace
Michaels pov –
he pressed HIS KNIFE DEEP INTO HER CHEST, HIS EYES WIDEND WITH REALISATION . HE FROWNED AS A TEAR ROLLED DOWN HER CHEEK AND BEFORE HE COULD RETHINK IT SHE TURNED WHITE THEN HE KNEW IT WAS OUT OF HIS HANDS . WASENT RED SUPPOSED TO BE HIS FAVOURITE COLOUR ?
its funny how one mistake can change you and your life for eternity , you must think I'm in prison or something like that but its quite the opposite I'm a free man . unfortunately.
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" ace I'm coming home " i spoke over the phone . i was hoping for anything else but the call to end but that's exactly what happened . and its fair to say i didn't take it lightly as i was over seas
every night i would overthink until my body had to forcefully shut my eyes ,she didn't accept my call and letter after letter i got more worried about my wife but when i came home well …
reluctantly i arrived to the turn in my street dragging my feet towards the door twist the key in the door until i hear three precise clicks .
but when my boot hit my home floor my eyes met them …
for the first time …
she was shaking fixated on the tv … this wasn't ace , it was somebody completely different on my couch
my first instinct was to run or scream or do something at least move but i couldn't it was impossible ,i was sinking into this pit of fear through my floor and all i could do was stare at this completely psycho stranger .
she snapped her head at me then snapped it right back to the tv but for the 2 seconds i saw her face i knew she needed help not like your crazy help like it was something that cut deeper
i knew nothing but i knew that i need to fix her or at least try .
so i phone the police and they put her into the mental hospital shes doing fine and I'm happy so like a normal day i take my merry self back home for dinner