Lindsay's POV
Right After She Killed Scott
Before the phone call to Anthony
I just killed Scott then I immediately called the police.
They showed up within minutes.
There were ambulances, and many police cars.
While I was in shock, sitting on the couch, huddled near the corner, and then two detectives, one guy and girl went up to me.
"So what happened here?" One of them asked
I looked at them a little unsure of how to respond.
And they noticed it.
"It's okay, just tell us the truth." She said
"Ok. So, my husband came home from one of his business trips, and it was obvious that he was drunk and high, based on how he talked and how he walked." I started to say
"Ok, go on." She said
"I was trying to be careful on what I said so I didn't trigger anything in him, since I already knew he was dangerous." I said
Then they both looked at each other confused.
"Dangerous? How dangerous?" She asked
"Umm, he has abused me in the past." I said
After I said that, the other detective immediately started to write something down.
"Abused you, how?" She asked
"Well, the basics, I guess. Hitting me, kicking me, verbally abusing me." I said
"I see. And you wanted to be careful so he wouldn't continue his abusing tactics?" She asked
"Yes." I said
"Ok, so what happened next?" She asked
"He began asking a few questions, like where Anthony was, and I told him he was at his friends house." I said
"Did that escalate your argument or something? She asked
"In a way. He then responded by saying how he doesn't want Anthony hanging out with him, because his friend is gay. And I got upset with him, because he was never a good parent for Anthony, and he doesn't get to chose now what's best for him, when I'm the only one who know's best." I said
"Ok, so I'm guessing your husband is homophobic and doesn't like Anthony's friend?" She asked
"Yes, he is." I said
The other detective continued to write more things down.
"Ok, so what happened next?" She asked
"Then I made some comments against him, basically saying how I don't want him making decisions that he has no right to do. It then kinda went back and forth with us throwing swears at each other, and then I made a mistake." I started to say
Both of the detectives looked at each other in a mix of shock and confusion.
"What kind of mistake?" She asked
"I made an insult that I've been thinking of to say to him, for years. And I felt it was the right time to say it, and it wasn't. He then started to flaunt a knife at me, clearly showing that he wanted to kill me." I said
"Ok, I got it. Can you tell me what you did next?" She asked
"I then decided I had to think of a plan to get away from him, so I decided to call out to Anthony pretending he was there, so he'd look behind him. And he did. So I took advantage of it, and tackled him, and it worked for a second." I started to say
"What do you mean it worked for a second?" She asked
"Well, it started to work out nicely, like he fell immediately, and the knife fell out of his hands and a little far away from us. But then he rolled on top of me, and pinned me to the ground." I said
"Ok, how did you get out of his grasp?" She asked
"I kneed him right in the fucking dick." I said
Her eyes widened right after that, and looked at her parter.
"Ok...congrats." She said
"Ok, so did it work?"
"Yea, right when I did, I was able to break free, and I tried to run." I said
"How far did you get?" She asked
"Not far at all. When I kneed him, he was hurt, but only on the ground for a matter of a few seconds. So, when I got up, he ended getting up seconds after me." I said
"What did he do?" She asked
"I tried to run to the door anyway, and it didn't work, he caught me. I really didn't get close at all." I said
"Can you tell me how he caught you, like if he did it forcefully and with abuse or not?" She asked
"Yea, he did, but why does that matter?" I asked
"We need all the facts, like how abusive and horrible of a husband he was, and almost everything he did to you, so everything counts." She said
I nodded.
"So what happened next?" She asked
"He grabbed me, and got me to the ground, and said he was going to kill me, right then. He said he wanted it to be "as painful as possible." And again, he didn't have the knife at the time, so I assumed that he was just going to kill me with his bare hands." I said
"Ok, can you tell me what you or him did next?" She asked
"Since he didn't have the knife anymore, I saw it close to us, but since he was so drunk, I guess he didn't even notice it. So with every ounce of strength I had in my body, I grabbed the knife, and trusted it into his head." I said
"Wow, you are extremely lucky, you know that?" She asked rhetorically
"I don't feel lucky, I just had a near death experience like my son, Anthony, had, and I had to kill my husband." I said
"Wait a second, your son, Anthony had a near death experience, what happened?" She asked
"He was almost killed on Halloween by this crazy couple who kidnapped him and abused him." I said
"Mark and Heather." She whispered
"Excuse me?" I asked
"Oh shit, you don't know?" She asked
Anthony's POV
The words are still ringing in my head, "your father is dead" I can't believe it, I hated him, but I didn't want him dead.
I felt lost.
I felt dizzy.
I can't concentrate on anything.
Everything seems like a blur.
People are saying things, but it's all a blur.
"Anthony, are you okay?" Gwen asked
"Ant, I'm so sorry." Trent said
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry for you." Justin said
"Do you need anything?" Gwen asked
"Anthony, I can't believe this." Trent said
"This is horrible." Justin said
"Anthony, I think I should drive you back to your home now, to see your mom." Gwen said
Then I snapped back.
"What?" I asked
"I said, I should take you back to your house." She said
"And Justin and I will come with." Trent said
"You guys don't have to come." I said
"We want to." Justin said putting his hand on my shoulder
"Ok fine." I said
Then we all went downstairs and us all went in Gwen's car to get to my house.
After a car ride full of mostly silence, we get to my house, and there police cars, ambulances surrounding our house.
We pull up to the driveway, and get interrupted by multiple police officers.
"Hey, you guys can't be here." He said
"This is Lindsay's son, a police officer called us and told us to come over." Lindsay said pointing towards me
"Ok fine, let's go. She's inside the house." He said
I go inside the house, and my eyes instantly fine my dad's lifeless carcass motionless on the ground, and I don't want to admit it, but it's devastating.
I never liked him, but never wanted him dead.
There are many officers talking inside the house, for who knows what, and are all mostly surrounding my dad, thinking about how this happened.
Which is what I'm thinking too.
I then see my mom, and she's talking to two officers, I believe. But they may be detectives, I'm not completely sure, but one of them is writing things down, while my mom talks.
We all go over to listen to what they're talking about.
"What?! Mark was ruled for execution, for what?" My mom asked
Oh shit, Mark, like the Mark who tried to kill me, and according to Heather, who is apparently good now, she warned me that Mark wants to kill me still.
"Yes, from what I know, Mark killed this security guard, named Tyler, when in the cell, by strangling him, so they had a court session, and the verdict, well was, execution." The girl detective said
"Oh god, I had no idea." Mom said
"Yea, I would've told you, but I had no clue Anthony was your son." She said
"Yea, no problem. But what happened to Heather?" Mom asked
"Nothing, she had nothing to do with it, she and everyone else was asleep in their cells." She said
Phew, that could've been unfortunate if she was executed too, apparently she's on my side now.
But at least Mark will get what he deserves.
"Wow, any idea why Mark ended up killing this guard?" Mom asked
"No one knows. Mark never spoke on why he did it, and we can assume it was a wrong place at the wrong time type of situation." She said
"Oh wow." Mom said
"But that doesn't matter now. What matters now, is you getting some rest, and putting all of this behind you. You just went through a traumatic experience, and you need time to heal." She said
"Ok, thank you so much." Mom said
"No problem." She said
Then I decided to run in there, knowing the conversation was done.
And I have no clue what to say to her.
"Anthony, you're here." She said
"And Gwen, Trent, Justin thank you for being here with Anthony."
"Mom, what happened?" I asked tearing up
My mom stood up, and started to walk towards me.
"Honey, I'm so sorry." She said putting her hand on my shoulder tearing up
"How'd this all happen?" I asked motioning to all around the room
"There's no need for me to tell you this now, I'll tell you more in the morning, but the important thing to know, is that I had to do it in self defense. I was about to get killed by him, and I would be sure he would hurt you, and, Trent." She said
"What the fuck?" I asked rhetorically
"What do you mean, me?" Trent asked
"Anthony I'll explain everything in the morning, it's best not now." Mom said
Then she walked over to Trent.
"Honey, Anthony's dad was very homophobic, and didn't like that you were gay. He didn't want Anthony to hang out with you, and with him drunk I knew that would put you in danger. He's not safe, not a person you want to mess with, but I took that risk, for you two." Mom said
Trent started to cry, wiping his tears.
"Thank you for standing up for me Lindsay, and I'm glad you accept me for who I am, even though there are some people who don't." Trent said
"No worries, Trent. You mean so much to me." Mom said
"Oh god, I'm crying aren't I?" Trent asked
"Just a little bit." Mom said
Then the cliche happened.
They both went closer, and had a nice hug.
Then Gwen joined in.
And that left Justin and I, hug less.
"Aw, what the heck." Justin said
Then Justin and I hugged.
The Next Morning
I just woke up, and this time I wasn't too excited to go downstairs and see my mom.
I didn't want to know why my mom had to kill my dad.
It's just really hard to hear.
But I decided to get over it, and talk to her.
"Hey mom." I said
"Hey honey, how'd you sleep?" She asked
"To be honest, not the best. It was kinda hard to sleep after what happened last night." I said
"I know sweetie, I'm really sorry." She said
"It's fine mom. And now can you tell me what happened last night, all the details?" I asked
"Ok honey, I'll tell you everything." Mom said
"Thank you." I said
"So, you're father came home last night while you were at Trent's and he was obviously drunk. And he asked where you were, and I told him you were at Trent's house, and he got upset. Then I got defensive saying how I don't think he gets a say in being your parent, and how to parent you." She started to say
"Ok, go on." I said
"He got upset at the comment, then I started to just pile on insults, I guess. Then he just started to get gradually more angry at me. Until I made a comment, which I shouldn't have said." She said
"What did you say?" I asked
"It doesn't matter, but after I said that, he got furious and flashed a knife at me. So I knew I had to think of a plan to escape or trick him, so I fooled him, and then tackled him when he was distracted. But that didn't work out for long, he quickly went on top of me, and I thought all was lost. But then I kneed him in the private, and tried to run to the door, but came up short in the end." Mom said
"That's kinda impressive that you were able to trick him, and hit him, in clutch situations, and almost able to get away." I said
"Thanks honey. So I tried to run to the door, but he got me from behind. Then he pushed me to the ground, and I thought he was gonna kill me then and there, with his bare hands, since he didn't have the knife at the time, since I hit him. But the knife was close to me, only a few feet away." She said
"So that's how you did it?" I asked
"Yes, that's how I killed him. I ended up reaching the knife, and I felt a surge of energy in my body, and then I put the knife through his skull." Mom said
"Wow mom." I said
"I'm sorry honey, I wish it didn't have to come to that, but I had no choice. If he was able to kill me in the end, he would've definitely come for you and Trent, and who knows what he would've done" She said
"I know mom, I'm so proud of you. You saved my life, and fought him off for me. You mean the world to me, I love you so much. You were able to defeat a grown man, who is stronger than you. You are the best person in the world mom." I said
And at that moment, I realized I had the person who loved me most, standing right in front of me.
A/N
Hey everyone! Sorry for posting late for this chapter, just been a little bit busy lately. But what did you think of this one? This was a continuation of the chapter two chapters ago, and showed how much Lindsay cared for her son, and how much Anthony has gone through, by also losing his father, who he never wanted to die. So thank you for reading this chapter, and vote, comment, and tell me what you think!!!