"Murder..." Daniel wrapped his lips around the word once. Daniel, standing on the side of a street by a convenience store had been staring at his own brother, 19 years old. On the concrete floor, dead.
"We were walking when a covered man came up and stabbed him right in the chest", Daniel covers his head trying to cover up his obvious headache. "Are you sure?, He has a long history of self harm and other mental issues." A cop had questioned Daniel. "Yes. He wouldn't just stab himself out of random, despite his issues."
"This must be very hard for you, lets get you home okay?". The cop put his hand around his shoulder. Daniel responded with a nod.
"Murder" The word wraps around Daniel's lips once more as the police car door shut.
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"Mom..?" Daniel asks as he stared down at his mother, crying.
"My baby...", She continues to sob, pounding her fists right at the floor.
"Mom." Daniel's eyes soften, as he shuffles his way into his room. 'You... Deserved this.' A thought that had passed by Daniels mind, kept repeating itself over and over. "You deserved this" Daniel spoke out as he closed his room's door.
"I.. deserve this."
Daniel steps near to his cabinet, opens the drawer. In goes his hand, and out coming out with a butterfly knife.
"I deserve this."
The dim led lights weren't enough to cover up for the mess Daniel was about to provoke. Neither were the warmth of the lights enough to keep his body warm.
or from his belly, blood dripping.
Daniel takes a step back as he sees the knife in his hand spoiled by his own blood. His body, feeling colder and colder, heavier and heavier like a sand clock from the moonlit nights of the summer beach.
Daniel collapses.
YOU ARE READING
My lie, or your life.
ActionA 17 year old boy, trying to wrap up high school and fulfil his lifelong dream of becoming a lawyer is suddenly tested by his own mind, his own lie, or the life of those he knows.
