He never felt such guilty what he was feeling right now. All he could see darkness and only screams of the teenage boy he heard four years ago. He didnt realised that it could be his own brother’s scream. The flesh he torn was the same flesh he had. The blood flew under his shoes, it was his own blood.
“Why.. Why I killed him? Why I didn’t let him go. Destiny saved my brother leaving him to another family but my fate, my fate wanted me to kill him.” Christian stared at his hands. These hands took many lives until now. I was trying to take place of Jane, fulfil his dreams but he was not even my brother.
Christian took out his gun from pocket and stared it for a while. That gun have killed numerous people until now. He smirked that the samw gun now taking away all the happiness from his
