((*WARNING* *WARNING*This chapter contains content involving subjects like murder, domestic abuse, alcohol abuse and Profanity, meant for mature audiences, viewer discretion is advised!!!! *WARNING* WARNING*))
Marcellus sat inside the police station with a blank expression. He couldn't hear anything, nor register anyone trying to talk to him.
What had just occurred has been playing on a loop in his head. The gun shots, the fear, the hope, the crushing sense of loss, it was like a trance he didn't have the ability to break out of.
Seeing his dad and Joseph, lying listlessly on the ground, eyes opened with shock and fear, bodies stiff, never able to move again.
The blood. Oh..
There was so much blood. The pain…
There was so much pain. However, what really broke him was hearing Joseph's dying words, his last gasps of energy.
