Confused Emotions
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Category:
Romance › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
730
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Confused Emotions
Confused Emotions
By: Mariah ----- (Or Seca)
To: Friends And Family That Stuck To My Side And Didn’t fail to be there by my side when I needed help in life.
Prologue
In the Darkness of the night. The wind blew a cool deadly breeze. What could be seen in the distance is a child. A child with murderous intentions. his mother was on the ground dismantled. His dad was in his hands bleeding and pleading for mercy.
“I loved you so much, I didn’t want anybody else to love you. I didn’t want anybody to take you away from me. And the only way that worked, was if you left the world, and everybody knew you died. And I, after, would leave this world as well. To be with you always.” The boy warned his father.
The father couldn’t speak. He couldn’t tell his son that he didn’t need to kill to show love.
When the police arrived the boy was about to kill him self. “Grab the boy! He might of see who kill them.” Colonel Mitwirer yelled a command a expected it to be followed. One of the officers on the seen grabbed the knife right before the boy plunged it in his heart. “I got him colonel he was trying to kill himself!” Jason had shouted over all the commotion. “It was him that boy he killed them!” The lady that had called the police shouted to the colonel. She spat boy in fear of being next.
“Ma’am I don't think the boy could have done that.” The woman stared at him like he was crazy for not believing him. “I saw it with my own eye’s that thing said ‘ I loved you so much, I didn’t want anybody else to love you. I didn’t want anybody to take you away from me. And the only way that worked, was if you left the world, and everybody knew you died. And I, after, would leave this world as well. To be with you always.’ I swear on the holy one Lacusta!”
Jason was good with kids he knew how to talk to them or make them talk with no violence. As the woman and his colonel talked he looked at the kid and smiled. The kid glared at the man for not letting him take his own life. The man had a confused look in his eyes though he continued to smile.
The colonel had finished talking to the woman. “She is still convinced that... well... you know.” He nudged his head to the kid. The child didn’t care what they said but continued to glare. “I need you to talk to the kid and tell me anything useful.” The colonel and Jason walked back to their car the boy with them.
The boy was in a room filled with toys. The boy had chosen to draw instead of playing. That made Jason's job much easier. Jason walked in and sat down next to the boy. “Hello i’m Jason, what's your name?” He asked happily. The boy glared but Jason had become accustomed to it. “I’m David.” The boy continued to glare. Jason looked at his picture. For his age he should be drawing stick figures but he is far better than that.
“Hey can you draw me a picture of what happened to you and your parents?” Jason had asked the boy because it would help the case. The boy set aside the picture he was working on and started with out lines of three people. He put in a little more detail the smallest of the three had a knife in their hand. I still could not tell who the people were. In the picture the one with the knife was over the one on the ground. I observed the one on the ground and found it to be the dead woman. The knife was in the woman's neck and the other I thought to be the dead man looked like he was going to run over there and help her.
David finished adding detail to the dead couple and started to put detail to the one with the knife. I looked away because the boy had said it was hard to draw with some one breathing down your neck.
A few minutes later he finished. “Here.” I looked at the picture to see he was the one holding the knife. “Did you kill them?” I asked and he nodded with no guilt shown. “Why?” I was curious the kid was no older than 8. “I killed them because I loved them I didn’t want any one to take them from me. I thought if we were dead we could be together forever and no one would take them away. But you stopped me from dying now I cant be with them!”
From the other room the colonel was take aback from what the boy had said. The lady was right the boy had killed his parents. He didn’t want any one to take them from him. The boy was sick in the head he needed to go to a mental hospital. A few weeks after the trial the boy was sent to a mental hospital.
By: Mariah ----- (Or Seca)
To: Friends And Family That Stuck To My Side And Didn’t fail to be there by my side when I needed help in life.
Prologue
In the Darkness of the night. The wind blew a cool deadly breeze. What could be seen in the distance is a child. A child with murderous intentions. his mother was on the ground dismantled. His dad was in his hands bleeding and pleading for mercy.
“I loved you so much, I didn’t want anybody else to love you. I didn’t want anybody to take you away from me. And the only way that worked, was if you left the world, and everybody knew you died. And I, after, would leave this world as well. To be with you always.” The boy warned his father.
The father couldn’t speak. He couldn’t tell his son that he didn’t need to kill to show love.
When the police arrived the boy was about to kill him self. “Grab the boy! He might of see who kill them.” Colonel Mitwirer yelled a command a expected it to be followed. One of the officers on the seen grabbed the knife right before the boy plunged it in his heart. “I got him colonel he was trying to kill himself!” Jason had shouted over all the commotion. “It was him that boy he killed them!” The lady that had called the police shouted to the colonel. She spat boy in fear of being next.
“Ma’am I don't think the boy could have done that.” The woman stared at him like he was crazy for not believing him. “I saw it with my own eye’s that thing said ‘ I loved you so much, I didn’t want anybody else to love you. I didn’t want anybody to take you away from me. And the only way that worked, was if you left the world, and everybody knew you died. And I, after, would leave this world as well. To be with you always.’ I swear on the holy one Lacusta!”
Jason was good with kids he knew how to talk to them or make them talk with no violence. As the woman and his colonel talked he looked at the kid and smiled. The kid glared at the man for not letting him take his own life. The man had a confused look in his eyes though he continued to smile.
The colonel had finished talking to the woman. “She is still convinced that... well... you know.” He nudged his head to the kid. The child didn’t care what they said but continued to glare. “I need you to talk to the kid and tell me anything useful.” The colonel and Jason walked back to their car the boy with them.
The boy was in a room filled with toys. The boy had chosen to draw instead of playing. That made Jason's job much easier. Jason walked in and sat down next to the boy. “Hello i’m Jason, what's your name?” He asked happily. The boy glared but Jason had become accustomed to it. “I’m David.” The boy continued to glare. Jason looked at his picture. For his age he should be drawing stick figures but he is far better than that.
“Hey can you draw me a picture of what happened to you and your parents?” Jason had asked the boy because it would help the case. The boy set aside the picture he was working on and started with out lines of three people. He put in a little more detail the smallest of the three had a knife in their hand. I still could not tell who the people were. In the picture the one with the knife was over the one on the ground. I observed the one on the ground and found it to be the dead woman. The knife was in the woman's neck and the other I thought to be the dead man looked like he was going to run over there and help her.
David finished adding detail to the dead couple and started to put detail to the one with the knife. I looked away because the boy had said it was hard to draw with some one breathing down your neck.
A few minutes later he finished. “Here.” I looked at the picture to see he was the one holding the knife. “Did you kill them?” I asked and he nodded with no guilt shown. “Why?” I was curious the kid was no older than 8. “I killed them because I loved them I didn’t want any one to take them from me. I thought if we were dead we could be together forever and no one would take them away. But you stopped me from dying now I cant be with them!”
From the other room the colonel was take aback from what the boy had said. The lady was right the boy had killed his parents. He didn’t want any one to take them from him. The boy was sick in the head he needed to go to a mental hospital. A few weeks after the trial the boy was sent to a mental hospital.