บททั้งหมดของ Lost Soul: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

Daddy, I feel weird as I say this to you because come to think of it, you were never my father. I never had a father. I've written to you several years ago. I sent you an email asking if I can meet you, but you never responded and now I'm writing to you from my grave. Seventeen years and you never reached out to me. Did you even attend my funeral? Did you at least shed fake tears?  Do you know how many days and nights I prayed that you will show up at our doorstep and rescue me from the hell I was in? I was 10 years old when I learned the truth. To tell you honestly, I've always felt off, I know there must be a reason for Brandon to hate me so much and why my mom has never shown me any tenderness. I wish she could have told me sooner. Had I known I would have done everything I could to get help, because Brandon raped me when I was 9. He did it almost every day, when he got so sick and died it was the best day of my life. But you see, it's not just about knowing

I woke up from the ear-splitting scream of my nurse. "Oh right, Lucy," I thought to myself as I lazily scratch my eyes, the sunlight coming from the window hurting my sleepy eyes. The nurse looked at me horrified and I pretended to be confused. "What's happening?" I said."That woman," the nurse said pointing her finger at Lucy. I looked at her and let out a gasp. Lucy was sitting down in the chair her head bent up, mouth open and eyes wide, looking into the endless oblivion of death. "Mrs. Johnson?!" I shouted trying to make myself sound like I was in a panic. "What happened to her?" I said to the nurse. She seemed to have calmed down. She went near her and checked her pulse. "She's dead." said the nurse and hurriedly went outside to ask for help. As she was exiting my room she bumped into Devon with Cassidy's parents behind. "What's the matter?!" my father said worried but the nurse ignored them and proceeded to run to their station. Devon and

"Oh, hey Matt." Devon suddenly appeared by the door with a bunch of flowers and pizza. I can smell that it was Hawaiin flavor. I hate pineapples on pizza. Damn. But Devon's arrival couldn't have been more perfectly timed.I smiled at him and said "Hey baby, is that Pizza?! Oh thank goodness, I'm already starving, you know how hospital food tastes like.""I know, and since you have been feeling better I know you'd want something to eat so I brought your favorite." he said."Thanks baby, good thing also that Matthew was still here to keep me company. It was so nice of him. Would you like to join us Matt?"Matthew looked at me intently and said, "No thanks, I better go meet my sisters at the house, they must be panicking right now."I looked at him straight in the eyes and said, "When I get out of here, we should probably hang out and catch up.""Yes, I would like that." Matthew said solemnly. He stood up and tapped Devon on the sho

I was shaken by my confrontation with Matthew. I almost killed him, I could if I wanted to. I'm so conflicted right now. I need to do something about him, but I can't. He's my brother and when I was alive, he was the only one who gave me all the love that I wanted. But now, it seems like I'm running out of options. I need to get rid of him...or I can do what I need to do with Garrett soon. I need to think about my next steps, but right now, I just need Devon by my side. To feel again, to feel human. What happened with Matthew is so new to me, it's the very first time that powers like that manifested from me. I am scared of myself but I cannot shake the darkness within me that screams havoc wherever I go. I grabbed my keys and drive to Devon's house. I knocked at his door and he opened it. He's always alone so I know he will be there. "Hey..." I greeted him with a bitter smile."Hey baby, are you okay?" Devon replied."I guess...I just feel

I stood before the french doors leading to the balcony, admiring the view before me. As I opened the doors and walked out, the fresh cool afternoon air greeted me. I walked towards the balcony and I marbled at the sight before me, a myriad of greens, blues, purples, and reds as the sight of the vineyard unfolded before me. I took it all in and smiled, a bitter smile. How ironic that my daughter lived in this beautiful place but never once saw the beauty of it? She was consumed by darkness, hate, and suffering. She deserved a good life, but it's too late. Instead, here I am successful in my quest to avenge her, and more than anything else, I am a ridiculously rich man, all thanks to Hannah and Lucy. It could have been great spending these glorious days ahead with them but there's nothing I can do. They are gone now and all that's left is me. The smell of sausage and tuna pasta greeted me as the staff put down the food for me and my guest. I was suddenly transported to the present momen