Coyde's P.O.V
I had gone to the room I put my weapons in and dropped the gun in the safe. I locked it right after.
I went to my room and went as silently as I could to the bathroom. I flushed the keys in the Water Closet and came out.
I pulled off my clothes and hung them. Then I lay on the bed. Immediately, Vanessa who was sleeping woke up.
"Where did you go?" She asked. I was so surprised that even after all the stealth... she still found out that I went out.
"I just decided to go for a morning drive, nothing much." I lied. It actually wasn't a lie because I did go for a drive.
"Okay... just don't go out today again." She ordered sleepily.
"Come on... I've got a meeting to attend to by twelve o'clock." I told her.
She groaned. "But you told me that you wouldn't go out today... and now this?" She said sounding disappointed.
"Yeah, I did. But it just popped up." I paused. "I promise I'll be back before four."
"But that's too long, baby." She said in a sweet voice that made me feel like I should stay here with her... but I just had to go.
She turned her face to look at mine, the rays of sun from our open window shone on her beautiful face.
"Come on... please be considerate." I pleaded in a hopefully romantic and persuasive voice.
"Okay..." She said and groaned again "But don't be late!" Then she turned her face back and put her head in the pillow.
"Yeah, I got it!" I replied. I drifted off to sleep minutes later.
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Justin's P.O.V
My alarm woke me up immediately it was 9:30am. I had slept watching TikTok videos. It was a boring one I slept watching.
I came out of my room to check again if anyone was awake when I saw Bob walking on the corridor.
"Oh, Justin you're up?" He asked. I felt like telling him that 'No... I'm not up, I'm just sleepwalking.' But that was too disrespectful to say.
So I told him "Yes I am... Aren't we going to church today?" I asked
"Actually... yes, but not right now" His answer surprised me a little because every Sunday, he was always the most eager to go to church.
"We are going for your parents' funeral at twelve." He said like he just let a cat out of a bag. Simultaneously, my face bore a frown.
I didn't know why I always had to remember that sad incident every time. Did I always have to be reminded about the incident???
"Don't be sad, alright!" He said in a seemingly caring voice.
"What about the killers... Won't they find them???" I asked hysterically. I was talking about John Coyde.
"No," he said sadly. "The police have concluded that it was the dead body... Luis Baxter, who was the killer." At the sound of that name, my mind brought back the memories of my first ever kill. "And they know a reasonable motive Luis had for killing them.
'There wasn't any need for the police actually. I'll take care of the culprits myself' I thought to myself. But it wasn't their faults they didn't find all the culprits; there wasn't anyone to interrogate.
As soon as he saw the frown on my face, he said; "Go and do whatever you want to till then, and breakfast is by ten."
I turned and walked away.
I was so happy he didn't start telling me stuff like; 'these things happen,'... or 'come on, you gotta get over it.' Maybe that devil in me would have slapped him if he did.
From afar, I heard him say, "And please, change that frown into a smile... you look better that way." And I really don't know what got into me, but I smiled. A real one this time.
Bob's P.O.V
I really didn't know what to say to him. When the killer of his parents was dead and justice couldn't be served properly. I already knew how heart-breaking it was even before he frowned.
I just wished I could actually help him. I just wanted to turn time back for him, so his parents would be back to life, but it was so impossible.
I wish I was some kind of psychologist who could make him feel better but I was just dumb old Bob.
"And please, change that frown into a smile... you look better that way," was the only thing I could say. I hoped he really smiled and didn't just overlook my comment. And some part of me told me he did.