97 Chapter 94: Murderer On The Loose

"All.. of the money... it's all... gone?!" My hand trembled in the fear of what I had just witnessed. I closed my eyes multiple times to see if I would wake from this nightmare.

But I realized that this wasn't a nightmare. It was real and no matter what I did. It would never go back to the way it was. All of our money is gone. Questions start to race my mind, but I snapped myself back from reality. My father had passed out and I need to call the ambulance! I DON'T HAVE TIME LOLLIGAGGING HERE AND ASKING QUESTIONS TO MYSELF!

I rushed in and dialed the emergency phone number we had in the counter to get some help and good thing they are close by because they could arrive at 5 minutes. I sighed, in relief as I checked my father's pulse.

I can sense he is still breathing, He's still alive, thank god. It's such a good thing that I listened to the first aid they teach at boy scouts training.

I should probably inform my mother and my siblings! I had thought to myself, deciding to go upstairs. I woke up my brothers who were sleeping in the bed, they were pretty confused as to why I did but I told them that father had fainted, their eyes were filled with terror, and decided to rush downstairs.

After I had told them about what happened downstairs, I decided to check my parent's bedroom. I guess my mother is still there! I rushed there to open the door but to my surprise, she wasn't there.

Actually. Now that I decided to look carefully into the room more. All of her belongings are gone. The expensive shoes, bags, dresses that my father bought for her were all gone from her closets and everything. What the hell.. Where did she go? I thought to myself as I scanned around the cabinets for some clues.

I saw a piece of paper, under the desk lamp and in there, it all made sense to me now. The reason why all the money is gone and all her belongings are gone and why my father suffered so much stress that he fainted.

"I'm leaving you." That's what was written on the paper.

The noises of the sirens were soon heard from outside the house. The ambulance had arrived, so I decided to go downstairs to explain what happened to them. Without a moment of thought. I dashed towards the first floor to see them, carrying my father into some kind of bed.

"What happened here? Who called us?" The people in the ambulance asked my brothers, who were clueless to say anything.

"I did it!" I raised my hand to get their attention. "I saw my father fainted so please take him to the hospital."

"I... he was stressed that's all, the stress must have increased his blood pressure and he fainted," I responded, honestly I didn't want my brothers to know that our father fainted due to the stress of getting our money stolen and our mother left.

"I see... alright then. We'll take him to the hospital." The man pats my shoulder. "That was a good reaction that you called us kid." He praised me.

"Thanks..." I responded timidly.

"Don't worry, you're father is going to be alright. Leave it to me got it?" He said like an adult reassuring a kid.

I knew for a fact that my father was alright, I don't think he's going to die just because of fainting but in the back of my mind, there's this bitterness. She left us, my mother left us and took everything that we had.

Seeing all those times that she had a man with her. I knew for a fact that she was going to do something big. I never really felt that she loved my father in the first place. I would see these couples who are in love with one another, the way they stare, and talk with one another, they cherish one another.

But looking at my father and mother, it was an unequal relationship, one person gives all their heart out, the other just sits there doing nothing. It wasn't true love. I realized that but I never did anything to stop it but can you blame me? A child wanting both of their parents to stay even if they're relationship was toxic?

After the ambulance has taken our father to the hospital, we decided to catch a ride in the ambulance. Both of my siblings proceeded to be positive about the situation while I remained silent about the entire situation. I could never break it to them that our mother had left us.

"Hey, Louie? Where is mom? She should be here to help dad right?" My sibling turned to me to ask.

"Oh. She's gone running an errand. Although don't worry, she'll be back soon, I hope!" I spoke of sweet little lies. She was never coming back. She left because all she thought about is herself. All that mattered to her was herself.

"Yay! I hope she comes back soon! I miss her!" My sibling chirped with joy from the lie I said to him.

Here I go again. Lying to save my arse from trouble. First I lied about our mother not having an affair with a man, Secondly, I fooled myself into thinking that she loved him but the truth of the matter was, that she didn't and she was only looking at my father for the money.

"Ugh..." We suddenly hear groans coming from the bed in front of us.

"Huh?" The nurse in the ambulance checked my father, and he had finally regained consciousness. We all came in to see how, he was doing, surrounding the bed by hugging him.

"What.. what's going on?" My father woke up confused as to why he was on the bed, he tries to get out of the bed but the nurse stops him.

"Don't move around too much. Please remain in bed to see if you are truly alright. You might be suffering from a serious illness, sir." The nurse forbade him from going up.

He turned his head around, I can tell his mind was fuzzy because as soon as he turned to my direction, he touched my cheek. He muttered out my mother's name, thinking that she was me because we look so alike.

"Yes, father?" I asked him, grabbing his hand.

"Louie... you're mother... where is she?" He asked me, stumbling his words from the state he is in.

After everything that happened... HE'S STILL THINKING ABOUT MY MOTHER? IS HE FREAKING KIDDING ME! THIS IS SO FUCKING STUPID! HE ABANDONED US! SHE LIED ABOUT HAVING AN AFFAIR. SHE CHEATED ON YOU. SHE USED YOU, SHE TOOK ALL THE MONEY AND ALL YOU COULD THINK ABOUT IS HER?! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU FATHER!

"My fault? It's your fault that this all happened." A voice in my head starts to speak to me. It was the voice of my mother. The voice chilled me to the bone. It was like the grim reaper was whispering into me.

"You knew that I was doing your father wrong. You knew that I was taking advantage of him. You knew that I was lying to him. You knew that I only wanted him for the money. You knew a lot of things. You had the choice to do something about it and WHAT DID YOU DO?" The voice asked me in a condescending manner.

No... this is wrong... it's not my fau-

I was speechless... my mind was suddenly talking to me as if it was trying to guilt-trip me. Blaming me for the things that I didn't do.

"THAT'S NOT MY FAULT! I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING!" I responded to the voice in my head.

"That's the problem. You didn't do anything. All those times, I was with my lover. You just stood there and watched me do my evil deeds. All the times I tormented your father into doing things for me. Honestly, who are you to blame everything on me? EVERYTHING IS WRONG FAULT. YOU'RE THE REASON WHY YOU'RE FATHER IS LIKE THIS. Don't justify your wrongdoings because it's someone's fault. It's your fault because you didn't fight to stop it!" The voice argued with me, giving me the cold hard facts. It's true. I did not do anything to stop it.

but don't worry. I still love you. After all. You have my face, and both of us made a pinkie promise. That we are BOTH LIARS.