Confession #22
“Put pressure on it!”
My father’s blood stained my face. Lesego had aimed for his lungs. The blood wouldn’t stop. Everything seemed to move to slow down. The blood seeping out of my father’s body. Everyone’s reaction. I could see shapes huddling around me and the man who raised me.
Another gunshot.
It grabbed all our attention. My hands still bathe in blood as my mother began sobbing. She put pressure on the wound but it wasn’t stopping.
“Look what you’ve done!” My voice shrilled and filled with tears.
Lesego furrowed his eyebrows. He almost looked… Surprised. “He made a promise! He deserves to die! He said we could be happy.” He slowly took a step towards me but Aaron stood in his way.
“Don’t.” His words had my heart thumping, not with adoration but with fear.
