CHAPTER 52
SKYLAR POV
I stood there staring at the doctor and then I looked at Jax and Harry. They all had sorrowful looks on their faces, especially the doctor.
I knew that I was in shock because I didn’t believe that anything could kill that man. I really didn’t believe he was ever going to die.
I started convincing myself when I was a kid that he’d made a deal with the devil to live forever. And as time went on, that belief I had started to seem more and more real.
But what really surprised me was the mixed emotions that I was having right now. The man that had tormented me and beat me and tortured me, killed people because of me, was actually dead.
I felt a mixture of relief but then unexpected sorrow and guilt.
Why the hell should I feel guilty about him dying?
This is the fate that my father deserved. I mean, if anyone deserved to die then it was definitely him. So, why did I feel like this?
But I also knew that I caused his death. The rational part of my mind kept telling me that I killed him. It was my fault. I did this to my father.
I didn’t think I could ever take a life and I always wished so hard that I could be kind like my mother and not turn out like him.
But now, I felt like an even worse demon for killing him.
I didn’t know what he had planned for me if we ever reached our destination, but that didn’t stop me from feeling the way that I did.
I felt Lucas put his arm around me tighter and the guy’s worries were practically oozing out of them as I was sitting there silent.
I wasn’t crying. But I wasn’t talking. I wasn’t moving. I was barely breathing. I was just staring down at the bed.
What would my mother think of me for this? How much would she hate me right now or be disappointed in me?
I’ve always tried to live up to everything that I can remember she used to tell me. About being kind. About being thoughtful. About being the person that she hoped for.
Would she still love me or was this it for me? Would my mother think that I was just like him? I don’t know if I’m actually sad that he’s dead. I know that he was going to keep coming after me if he was alive and that would always be a worry for us.
We would always be scared about that. We would always be constantly looking over our shoulders.
And after what I did, if he survived, he would be more pissed than ever. So if he was going to kill me. It would be the most painful of anyone that he had killed before. He’d make sure of it.
I fought so hard to hold back the tears and try to control my emotions, but I couldn’t. My conflicting emotions were now getting the best of me and the tears started falling down my cheeks.
“It’s alright Skylar. Let it out.” Jax said, standing up next to me and I saw Harry stand up as well.
I completely broke down in Lucas’ arms and Jax had a hold of me from behind, rubbing me on the back.
I couldn’t control it any longer and I started crying uncontrollably.
I heard the doctor leave the room and he closed the door after him. Harry sat on the end of the bed holding one of my hands while Lucas held me close to his chest.
I didn’t understand why I was so upset. I was free. I was finally free and I didn’t have to worry about what he was going to do to me now.
But it didn’t change the fact that everything was different now too.
Out of nowhere I suddenly realized that we were the only ones who really knew the secret of his death. There could be some serious consequences if anyone else found out and I didn’t want the guys to be charged as accessories because of me.
They helped cover it up. They helped me, just by being there but then they fled before anyone else arrived and they took the dagger. They were accessories to me killing my father.
“You guys could get in a lot of trouble.” I finally said.
“What are you talking about?” Lucas asked.
“I killed him. And you guys helped. You could be charged for helping me.” I said.
“No. We won’t be. Because no one is going to find out. It was an accident, and that’s all. The police have already ruled it an accident.” Harry said.
“What about the gun? The gun was in the car.” I said.
“They ran the gun through their database. It was registered to your father so they assumed that he just kept it in the car. It was an expensive car and we told them that he was afraid of being car jacked.” Jax said.
“You’ve already lied to them. That’s worse.” I said, new tears starting to form in my eyes now.
“No. It’s not worse. Because they don’t know. It’s been taken care of and ruled an accident. They aren’t coming back.” Harry said, holding my hand tighter.
They all tried to comfort me, but things just seemed to be getting worse and worse. They kept assuring me that everything was fine but my mind was going into overdrive.
Not only did I have to pretend like this really was an accident, but I now had to deal with the fact that both of my parents are dead. And even though I’m 18, I felt like an orphan.
The only people I had for support were these guys right here. But I don’t know why that surprised me so much.
Dad never supported me and these guys have been helping me and taking care of me ever since that day they found me in my house with that gun.
But now, I knew that I really didn’t have anyone but them.
But dad’s words were still ringing in my head. Words from years ago.
‘If you weren’t a bargaining chip then I would kill you myself right now.’
I had a feeling that this was far from over.
Dad had business dealings and I had a feeling that I was still part of them. Which could be why he was so desperate to get me back.
There was still something happening that I didn’t know about. And it was scaring the hell out of me. What if this wasn’t over and there was someone else out there with their sights set on me.
I hadn’t told the guys the whole story about that. Mainly because I don’t know the whole story. I just know that dad was using me for something. And that other colleague of my father’s could be wanting to collect at any time.
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