
The Past
Chapter 25- Who?
“Not even one person... I killed a lot of people.” He emphasised.
“A few months ago I would have been shocked and terrified of you, but you killed someone right in front of me. I can handle it!”
“No it wasn’t like that. Lucy, I was a terrible person. It wasn’t like self-defence. I did terrible things. I used to kill people for a living. I was a hit man. Really innocent people, Lucy, people who didn’t deserve to die.”
I blinked. I couldn’t speak.
“A couple of months ago, I was contacted by a man asking me to kill a man by the name of Will Shaw.”
I gasped...
“Dad?” Panic suddenly washed over me. I hadn’t heard from dad is months. No. He couldn’t have. Did he know it was my dad? My brain went into a frenzy of thoughts.
“Yes, right, your dad.” He said softly “Of course I told them no and that I wasn’t involved in that anymore. That’s when things got nasty. He dug up all this dirt from my past and threatened to expose it if I didn’t kill him.” He looked away, almost as if he was ashamed.
“Please say you didn’t Harry. Please say you didn’t hurt him.” I was in hysterical sobs now.
He suddenly looked at me. “Hurt him?” He looked upset. “Of course I didn’t! I told you, I don’t do that stuff anymore, and I would never do anything that hurt you.”
He huffed. “The point is; he brought up all this dirt and now I have a whole bunch of angry people after me. You know, families of those I killed, and on top of that the man, the one that wanted me to kill your dad, is after me. He found out I was dating you and he majorly used that against me. He came up with all these empty threats that I knew he would never go through with, but I could never risk. He called me yesterday and said that he had a new person, and if I didn’t kill them, they would kill you. This threat wasn’t empty.”
I looked at him in terror. No way. This couldn’t be happening. I didn’t know what I preferred; Harry killing a random person, or for me to die. No, what was I thinking, that person probably had a family, had a brother, a sister, a mother, a son... Why was I so selfish?! I had to be the one to die. I sighed. I knew Harry would never allow that though.
“Who is the guy they want you to kill?” I asked.
He paused for what felt like eternity before replying.
“Me...”
“A few months ago I would have been shocked and terrified of you, but you killed someone right in front of me. I can handle it!”
“No it wasn’t like that. Lucy, I was a terrible person. It wasn’t like self-defence. I did terrible things. I used to kill people for a living. I was a hit man. Really innocent people, Lucy, people who didn’t deserve to die.”
I blinked. I couldn’t speak.
“A couple of months ago, I was contacted by a man asking me to kill a man by the name of Will Shaw.”
I gasped...
“Dad?” Panic suddenly washed over me. I hadn’t heard from dad is months. No. He couldn’t have. Did he know it was my dad? My brain went into a frenzy of thoughts.
“Yes, right, your dad.” He said softly “Of course I told them no and that I wasn’t involved in that anymore. That’s when things got nasty. He dug up all this dirt from my past and threatened to expose it if I didn’t kill him.” He looked away, almost as if he was ashamed.
“Please say you didn’t Harry. Please say you didn’t hurt him.” I was in hysterical sobs now.
He suddenly looked at me. “Hurt him?” He looked upset. “Of course I didn’t! I told you, I don’t do that stuff anymore, and I would never do anything that hurt you.”
He huffed. “The point is; he brought up all this dirt and now I have a whole bunch of angry people after me. You know, families of those I killed, and on top of that the man, the one that wanted me to kill your dad, is after me. He found out I was dating you and he majorly used that against me. He came up with all these empty threats that I knew he would never go through with, but I could never risk. He called me yesterday and said that he had a new person, and if I didn’t kill them, they would kill you. This threat wasn’t empty.”
I looked at him in terror. No way. This couldn’t be happening. I didn’t know what I preferred; Harry killing a random person, or for me to die. No, what was I thinking, that person probably had a family, had a brother, a sister, a mother, a son... Why was I so selfish?! I had to be the one to die. I sighed. I knew Harry would never allow that though.
“Who is the guy they want you to kill?” I asked.
He paused for what felt like eternity before replying.
“Me...”
Notes
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