University Student, Zed, Human
Gregorian Calendar: Year 2030, Month 2, Day 14
Zed's House
-Hmmm, this tastes horrible, I can't imagine how people can eat these kinds of vegetables, it's really annoying.
Setting aside the plate full of vegetables he found in the fridge, he attentively looked at his computer screen. He was playing a game, of course, it would have been great if there wasn't so much noise outside...
-It's the police! Come out with your hands on your head!
Seriously, how far did my mother go just to never see her daughter again? I'm a little moved by the courage she showed in the end. She literally cut herself with the knife I took to the police station when she went to visit my father. I have to admit it was very ingenious on her part. I'm genuinely impressed, but there's a problem besides that...
About two days ago, I killed my father. Well, to be more honest, he let himself be killed... no wait, I'm lying, he took his own life. This was a great opportunity for my mother, so in the end, she blamed me. Who else? She got rid of a burden, and now it was just me... I'm not sure what she hopes to achieve with this, emotional stability? That would be practically impossible, after all, she's locking her own son in a cell. Besides, she herself tried to kill me multiple times...
So what exactly is she looking for... in the end, I guess she's doing it for her daughter... she doesn't want her daughter to become corrupted like she did. Now that I think about it, my mother is just like us, my father and me. No, she probably has so many problems in her head right now, she must be crazy... not like us.
What a pitiful woman...
-Last warning! Come out of the house!
A lot of people had gathered outside, all of them were police officers. I don't understand why so many, I'm not a murderer, I haven't killed anyone, and besides, it's illegal and very annoying to get your hands dirty with blood. Letting out a sigh, I shook my head, this is crap. I couldn't kill my father with my own hands... the only regret I have at this moment. Why did he have to kill himself, it's not fair...
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Two days ago....
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-I'm not sure when it started, I'm not even sure about myself, it was just a bitter feeling, poison, if you can call it that. After all, we're just messed up in the head, you were smart, no, you are smarter than me, much more, you really are scary. I can understand why your mother was afraid of you....
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-One day, I met your mother, it was after a very long night... I had just killed a woman I slept with that same night, it was addictive, you know? The feeling of taking a life with your own hands is a feeling that can't be explained with words... it's beyond our comprehension.
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-Your mother's smile and gaze were the purest things I had ever seen in all my years of existence, I was captivated, I was hypnotized, my hands grew larger, damn, I wanted to kill her right then and there, I wanted to feel that feeling, it was unknown, it was ambiguous, I wanted to feel it, I really wanted to, but... she smiled at me, there were no hidden intentions, it was pure.
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-It was simply very beautiful...
My father took the knife from my hands, and the next moment, he stabbed it into his own throat.
*****
-Those were his last words...
Turning off the computer, I stood up, stretched my bones, and walked calmly to the guest room. There was a person there, sleeping without any worries in the world, my sister... my half-sister. I sat on the floor and closed my eyes.
My whole life has been complete chaos, from kindergarten to high school, even university. People always looked at me as if I were a freak, I was always alone, people ran away from me, as if I were going to eat them at any moment, not that it bothered me at all, in my eyes they were nothing more than animals.
Opening my hands again, I looked at them.
-It was simply very beautiful...
My father's words echoed in my mind.
-It was simply very beautiful... It was simply very beautiful... It was simply very beautiful... It was simply very beautiful..."
In fact, I had that same thought the first time I saw my sister, her smile might have been exactly like my mother's back then...
I felt curious, but at the same time, I didn't, after all, she was my sister... Older brothers are supposed to take care of the younger ones.
She always came secretly from my mother, somehow managing to sneak away and visit. She arrived yesterday, tears in her little eyes, she hugged me and cried. I didn't understand what was happening. She didn't tell me either, she fell asleep after crying.
Looking at her face, I gently stroked her skin. It was soft, very soft, almost tender. She frowned and slowly opened her eyes, sitting up with some difficulty, looking at me with confused eyes. She rubbed her eyes and looked at me again.
-Good morning, big brother!
She gave me a bright smile, ahh... it's the same innocent and radiant smile, I also want to smile like that. Nodding, I responded.
-Good morning.
Standing up.
-Come on, it's time to eat.
She nodded happily and quickly got up to go to the bathroom.
Descending the stairs, I started hearing the sirens of police cars. The door was still closed, they hadn't come in. Through it, I could hear a weak sob, I recognized it, it was my mother's crying, I've heard it for a long time, it's like a song to my ears.
They think, or my mother made them believe, that I had her daughter as a hostage, so they can't come in. According to them, they're afraid I might kill my sister. Ignoring the sirens, I headed to the kitchen, took out cereal and yogurt from the fridge, my sister loves eating this for breakfast.
After a few moments, my sister came down, she looked hesitantly outside.
-What's happening, brother? Why are the police outside?
As she asked, she sat at the table and started eating.
Watching silently...
-They're here for you.
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I opened the door, my sister in my arms, looking around, I could see multiple police officers behind the cars.
They were pointing their guns at me...
There was even a sniper, above, in a helicopter...
I looked at my mother, her eyes were red, she had cried a lot, she was on her knees, begging.
"Don't kill her. Don't kill her. Don't kill her. Don't kill her. Don't kill her. Don't kill her. Don't kill her. Don't kill her. Don't kill her. Don't kill her. Don't kill her. Don't kill her."
My sister hugged me tighter as her body trembled a bit, she was very scared, her small mind couldn't process everything that was happening. Calmly looking at my sister, I stroked her head, she looked at me, and I nodded.
I got down on my knees, the world seemed to be in complete silence. Releasing my sister, she looked at me one last time, she was crying... don't cry, everything will be fine...
She began to walk and went straight into my mother's arms. She hugged her tightly, she cried with happiness, she was happy...
Looking at the gray sky, I emptied my mind, I lost my life's goal, killing my father... I don't want to rot in jail for something I didn't do either, analyzing the situation, the cards are in my mother's favor...
-What a pitiful woman.
-Hands up!
A police officer shouted fiercely, it seemed he had control of the situation...
My mother and sister were gone... maybe they left. Well, that's fine... yes....
I never found meaning in life. Taking a gun from behind my back. It was the weapon my father used, it's a bit funny, he served in the army, special forces, high-ranking missions, traumas he brought with him. He ruined my life... I also wanted to be normal...
At this moment, my mind was calm, it was just me and this gun.
-Yes, it was always just the two of us...
Bang!