Dark

1108 Words
Dark "Dad." The kid of twelve to thirteen years of age said in a feeble voice, tears were constantly flowing down his cheeks, his entire body was covered in dirt, his face had many bruises, even his clothes were torn. "Dad please, don't leave me." The kid said crying desperately, clinging to his father's legs. The father of the child looked down at his son and smiled, his smile was a weak one since he was gravely injured while saving his son, the father knew he won't be able to run away with his son because there were many guards outside so he helped his son escape while he would stay back and distract those men "Son" the man sat on his one knee in front of his son, he hugged his crying, weak son one last time, the little kid also hugged him back knowing very well that this will be the last hug with his father. Soon, the father broke the hug, cupped his son's face, looked into his eyes, and said... "Son, my time has come, but you have a long way to go, I want you to escape from here and don't look back, okay. Just run. " The father looked behind his son, his eyes landed on another kid who was lying there, the other kid was about 7 to 8 years of age, severely beaten and brutally experimented upon, starved for days laid there unconscious the man's heart clenched at the sight. He then stood up and walked towards the other kid and picked the child in his arms and came back to sit in front of his son again. "Son, you are brave. I know that I have raised you well and I trust you, you are my greatest blessing in this life, you are my pride son, here" The man said and handed over the little unconscious kid in his son's hand, the unconscious kid weighed like a feather. "take this child and run away from here, This child is your responsibility for the time being son make sure that you take care of the child’s as well your own safety, make sure that his little angel in your arms lives to see the world, will you do that for me son" Tears were flowing down the kids continuously, he looked at the little kid in his arms and then looked at his father and then nodded "I p-p-promise dad" he said in a voice barely audible. The man smiled and kissed his son's forehead "son, don't look back once you start running, and never come back here, always look forward towards your future, son from here on forget about your past and start a new life with new people and make sure that this little angel here also lives, never hate this child, none of this is this child’s fault, treat the kid like a sibling okay?" The man said while his son nodded. "Now run, run Bryan, and remember don't look back.” Saying so, the man stood up and looked at his son last time and gave him a big smile before running away inside the building. No sooner than the man ran inside the building Bryan heard the gunshots and he ran, he ran as fast as he could with the little precious burden in his hands he ran with all his might. He wasn't very far from the building when he heard. Boom He heard a loud deafening sound from behind him, which made him freeze. His body just froze and refused to move forward, he knew, knew what happened, the building exploded, his father really made sure that no one chased them, his father made sure that they remained safe, Bryan's father made sure that Bryan and the little kid Bryan carried in his arms lives. He sacrificed himself for them. Bryan wanted to look back once just once, thinking that maybe his father had made it, maybe his father would be safe, maybe his father would be coming for him but who was he kidding no one could survive such a huge blast. There is no way his father would be alive, Bryan remembered his father's words 'don't look back And so Bryan didn't look back, he looked at the kid in his arms, the kid was still unconscious, pale face, weak body, but still resembled a fallen angel, every fiber in Bryan's body screamed to protect this kid, this little angel had been through enough Bryan's father risked everything to protect this kid and Bryan was gonna do the same, this kid didn't deserve to go through all the torture he went through, the kid deserved to be happy, the kid deserved to be with his family and live a good life and Bryan was gonna make sure of that. Thinking so Bryan started walking and then slowly picked up his speed and ran as fast as he could as far as he could, ignoring all the physical, mental, and emotional pain. Bryan didn't know for how long he ran but he only stopped in front of a police station, he stood in front of the police station, his clothes were drenched in sweat, his wounds were bleeding and legs were shaking from running so much, his face was pale and throat was dry, all his energy was drained, he wanted food and water. Slowly with shaky legs, he walked inside the police station, with the little kid still Unconscious in his arms. His vision became a blur with every passing second and his head was aching like hell, he didn't how much longer he could hold, fortunately, a officer spotted him and approached him "Kid, who are you and what happened?" the officer asked, the officer looked at both the kids and he could see that Bryan was struggling to hold the unconscious kid so the officer reached for the kid but Bryan backed away surprising the officer. "don't harm," he said in a voice barely audible. Soon more officers started to gather around them. making Bryan tighten his hold on the kid. "don't worry kid, I won't hurt you or the child no one would hurt you both" saying so the officer the officer slowly took the unconscious kid in arms and gave him to another officer standing behind him "who are you kid, what's your name" Bryan felt his eyelids getting heavy, he found it very difficult to keep his eyes open "My father is a cop, his name is Henry " then Bryan told his father's name "and my name is Bryan" he said before his world became dark.
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