"I just hope you see me in a little better life."
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3rd Flashback
16. 04. 2004.
(Bill's P.O.V.)
Alright, I will admit it right away. I have been stealing money from the company for seven years already. I am really surprised that no one actually found out about that.
But now, my family and I are living a very nice life. We have everything we wanted, which was not much. We were not extremely rich, but our bills were paid and I had enough money to take care of my second child, my son Cameron.
He is seven and Emma is ten. They also needed money for school, which was also paid.
Right now I was sitting in my office and sorting out envelopes with money once again. Styles trusted me with the money ever since the first time I did it. He was so clueless during all this time.
Suddenly, I heard a knock on the door of my office.
-Come in.- I said as my eyes focused on the box of envelopes.
I heard the door open harshly and close loudly. The person took fast steps as they walked over to my desk. I was still being focused on the envelopes as I heard fists punching the wooden table.
-Bill!- An all too familiar voice screamed in my face. I looked up and ended up being face to face with... Styles.
-What's going on, mate?- I asked him. He looked really angry and I seriously did not know what was happening.
-Oh, don't you dare call me your mate anymore, Davids! You think I do not know what you did?!- He yelled at me and I swallowed a lump in my throat.
Oh no.
-Mate...- I started, but he stopped me right away.
-Did you think ut was funny to steal money from MY company?!- He shouted in anger. He looled absolutely furious. The veins on his neck were popping and he was breathing deeply while his brows stayed furrowed.
-Mate, I am really sorry! I did not mean to...- My voice started to trail off as I realised one thing that I almost forgot.
Styles cannot control his anger.
I will probably get fired and I will never find a job like this again.
What was I thinking?!
-Your stupid apology will not fix anything, Davids! I already told you that the company was losing money because I hoped that you would help me fix that problem, but... You were the problem itself!- He screamed before looking at my desk and throwing away everything that was on it.
I got up from my chair and looked at his mad performance. I was really upset as well. I hated to see him like this.
Suddenly, his eyes turned to me. I swallowed another lump in my throat before my eyes started to watch him come closer and closer to me. As he came forwards, I was going backwards until my back hit the wall.
His green eyes were full of raging fire as he stared directly at my face. He already told me that when he gets really angry, it's like he blacks out immediately. He does not remember what exactly did he do when he was angry.
I stared into his eyes before feeling a sudden pressure around my neck. My eyes looked down only to see that his hands wrapped around my throat.
He was choking me.
I started to cough and gasp for air as my vision went blurry after a few seconds. He was really strong. I wrapped my hands around his neck as well, in order to push him away from me.
That fight for dear life lasted for about a few minutes. I did not let my grip around his neck become loose. After another couple of seconds, I saw his eyes becoming wide out of the blue before he let go of my neck and...
Collapsed on the ground.
I finally breathed deeply after that long time full of torture. I immediately kneeled down next to him. I started to try and feel his pulse, but...it was not there.
The man went completely pale and I started to seriously panic. I was trying to do anything I could to make him show just a simple sign that will let me know he is still alive.
But nothing worked.
I... I killed my best friend.
3 hours later
-Honey, I am home!- I announced as I came through the door.
-Hey, darling, how was work...- She stopped. Why did she stop?
-Bill, what happened! You look really pale like you have just seen a ghost!- Sarah shouted before running towards me and cupping my face in her hands.
-S-Styles died.- I mumbled with a sttuter. Suddenly her eyes widened and her jaw dropped.
-What?! Bill, when did this happen?!- She asked me out of pure shock.
-Today at work. He stopped by at my office and he just....collapsed on the floor. I tried to do something to make him show that he is alive and well, but nothing worked.- I said in a broken voice.
I felt really ashamed of what I did. I was not going to let my dear Sarah find out about how horrible of a man I am.
-That is horrible! How did he die? I mean, do you know the cause of his death?- Sarah spoke and I shook my head in response.
I feel horrible. It is like I am turning into some kind of a criminal. I just feel so dirty and evil. But I...
I don't think I really hate it.
I mean, Styles was actually never a good friend of mine. He never tried to help me out when I was in struggle for money, so I had to do it myself.
He actually...did not treat me like a friend.
So why should I treat his family like friends of mine if he never did the same for my family? Why should I care about them? Why should I care about anyone?
But still... I am really broken about what happened to him. I seriously am shattering at the thought of his death.
-Daddy! You came home!- I heard Emma and Cameron exclaim right after they stepped out of their rooms. They came to me and jumped into my arms.
Both of them were probably expecting of me to hug them back with a biggest smile ever, but I actually was not happy.
-Daddy, what is wrong?- Emma asked right after she took a single glance at my face. She is actually pretty smart for a ten year old girl. It is a real miracle if you happen to trick her. That is one of the reasons why I really love her, aside from the fact that she is my own child.
-It's nothing, honey. Daddy is just tired from work.- I said, trying to mask my broken soul.
-Oh, poor daddy. You can have lunch with us and then go to sleep.- Cameron spoke and I nodded my head. He is really thoughtful.
Actually, both of my kids are turning into kind people with pure hearts...and I am turning into the complete opposite of that.
I think that is the real difference between kids and adults. Children are always so kind and innocent, while adults are capable of doing really bad things that can affect them and their loved ones.
-Alright, guys. Did you wash your hands?- Sarah asked them and they both widened their adorable hazel eyes before running to the bathroom. I let out a chuckle and walked into the dining room.
I hate myself.
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A/N: Woah! You guys this is getting really intense. But...this will all affect our lovely couple and you will all find out about it in the next chapter.
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