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His hand fell from my neck to my wrist and with one last twist into his chest, I felt his legs jerk weakly under me, his struggles stopping. I gasped out and coughed. He was a strong man who could have killed me instead, then I would have died from coming to kill him.
How pathetic would that have sounded.
I removed the pillow from his face to see his eyes wide open in death. It was so scary, it gave me a jumpscare. “What the actual fuck dude, close your eyes when you die.” I closed his eyes with my palm and sighed.
“Are you okay?” My master worriedly asked, and I realized I didn’t mute the interlink.
I rubbed my neck and coughed. “Yeah, he’s dead.”
“Oh congratulations. Did you hurt his kids too?” He asked casually like the heartless asshole he was.
I tripped and fell. “He had kids?”
“Yeah.”
I raked my fingers through my hair. “Why didn’t you tell me? Why didn’t you tell me he had kids?”
“You didn’t ask, you only said you wanted him dead.”
“Where are his kids then?”
“They are there with you in the house.” I turned around the house in shock. I killed their father while they were in the house? “How… how old are they?”
“Umm…” he typed before replying to me. “The boy is ten and the girl is seven.”
“Is their mother in this house too?” How come nobody was in the sitting room with him then?
“Their mother died while giving birth to the girl.” He typed on the computer again. “They are sleeping in their rooms right now.”
They were young, they were very young. How would they live? What had I done? Was I now a monster that didn’t care about anybody at all?
“Oh, fuck my life, you didn’t tell me he had kids. You didn’t tell me he had kids so young.”
“First of all, no thank you, I don’t want to fuck your life, and secondly, would you have left him if you knew?” Would I? “Nothing changed, it wasn’t your fault. He shouldn’t do shit if he had young kids.”
He shouldn’t do shit if he had young kids. My dad did shit even though he had a young kid. We three were suffering for what our fathers did.
* * *
My mom shook her head at the sight and smell of blood on me. After she saw the first news of Mr Felix’s death and the note left at the scene, she knew it was me and even though she had cried in her room for days, she never spoke to me about it.
“This is not your blood, right?” I shook my head and she nodded.
After dinner, I pulled her to sit. “I killed Mr Dan already, mom.”
“I know.”
“He had two kids, but I didn’t know. One of them is seven and the other is ten.”
She widened her eyes, but softened them as she saw me crying. I still couldn’t believe I did that to young kids. It was never my intention to hurt anybody other than those who had hurt me.
“They would be taken to the government’s foster home if no family member came for them after airing the news. Do you want me to adopt them?” My head sprang up. Could she really do that?
“Really? That could happen?” She nodded, smiling.
“Yes, I’ll adopt them and they can live with us.” I nodded and straightened up. She continued staring at me with a wide smile which creeped me out in no time, so I stood up and entered my room.
PRESENT
