Chapter 6-This Is Where It Ends (Final Chapter)
#6 of Suicide Series # 2
*Well he the final chapter of the series. This should answered all the question that you guys have. Also if you want me to write another chapter for just Kevin then ask and i will try too. Enjoy the series final chapter*.
Chapter 6-This Is Where It Ends (Final Chapter)
I was shock; Brandon was the assassin. I knew that I was going to die, so I accepted it. There was nothing to do.
I heard Brandon pulled the trigger and I went air rush out of the barrel. I did not feel the bullet, only air.
Then I heard Brandon laughing behind me, and I turn around to face him. He was on the floor-laughing like an idiot, rolling back and forth.
"The look on your face when you thought I was the assassin was priceless!"
I walked up to Brandon and I slap him across the face.
"What was that for?"
"I really thought you were the assassin. I thought I was going to die and here you are playing a joke on me. That was not fun for me. How would you like it if I grab a blank gun a shot you?"
"Sorry, I couldn't help myself."
"So that note I got inside my house was yours?"
"Yeah, and that not my house. I lived closer to you than the hospital."
"You need to take me to your house one day."
"Okay, but now lets get you back home. I bet your heart rate is still up."
"All because of you!"
"I know; I'm sorry."
Brandon and I walked him and I was still mad at him. He kept on apologize to me and I would not talk to him. When we finally got home, I turn to him and look at him in the eye.
"Okay Brandon, I forgive you. Just do not trick me again. I told you I have an assassin after me and here you are playing with me. It honestly thought I was going to die."
"Alright, stop making me feel bad."
"You deserve it!"
"I know; I bet you are going to make it hard to forget this."
"Oh yeah; I going to make this your biggest regents ever."
"-Gulp- Really?"
"No but I won't let you forget anytime soon."
"Fine, so what are you doing today?"
"I don't know; I hope the police have the information about the assassin now."
"They probably do, it been two days already."
"Two days? I thought it was only one."
"No it two days. You were in surgery for two days, that why Kevin was release before you."
"So I was knocked out for two days, why didn't you tell me?"
"I just did Drake."
"I meant earlier."
"You never ask."
"That was because I thought I was in surgery for a day, not two."
"Does it matter how many days you were in surgery?"
"No, I guess not. So you said that you live by here, where is your house?"
"Want to go there now?"
"Sure, I got nothing else to do. Also it going to be hard for me to go to sleep now."
"Sorry."
"I told you it okay; you don't need to keep apologizing every minute."
"Okay, I'll stop. My house is right over there," Brandon pointed to a very familiar house but I could not understand why it was familiar.
"I think I have been in there before, why does it seem so familiar."
"Let's go inside, maybe you will remember once inside."
I followed Brandon inside his home and then everything came back to me. I lived here when I was with my foster parents this same house. I looked around to see what he has done with the place. I saw a huge HD TV on the platform, a couch big enough for five, a recliner, and a coffee table by the recliner.
I continued to look around and went into my old room. It was empty; I was guess that he was saving it for one of his future child.
"Do you remember now?"
"This is where I used to live. I spent fifth-teen years of my life in here. This was my old room. It sure brings back memories."
"Can you explain what that black mark on the wall over there? You said that you lived here and I am hoping you can tell me what that is."
"When I was eight, I learn how to use my fire breath and I accidentally set my bed on fire."
"I did the same thing when I was nine."
We both laugh and I had to go back home. I am sure that Kevin and my parents were worried about me.
When I got home, I saw Kevin cooking himself breakfast. He turned around when he heard the door close and he looked at me.
"Hey dad, where have you been?"
"I went to visit my brother."
"How did it go?"
"He scared the heck out of me!"
"Why?"
"I am not going to tell. What are you making?"
"Nothing much, oh before I forget, I the police called and they want to see you as soon as possible."
"When did they call?"
"About five minutes ago."
"Thanks, I will see you later."
I left and I flew straight to the police station. I landed at the front door and I walked inside. The same police officers that greeted me the first time greeted me.
"It good to see you again Mr. Lawler. So we analyze the bullet and we think we know who the assassin is."
"That good news. Finally, I could really use good news."
"It not really good news Mr. Lawler. If our calculations are correct then your son is trying to kill you."
"Okay that is wrong. My son would not shot himself and besides you got the bullet from the inside of his leg. It been in his leg, so it makes sense that his DNA was on the bullet."
"There was another subject but it not any better."
"Who was it?"
"The police chief. He was handed the bullet so his finger prints got all over the bullet too."
"Then there is not real answer is there?"
"No, we are back at where we started."
"Was they anything else on the bullet?"
"We did notice that it had this scratch in it, it might be the assassin mark."
"May I look at the bullet?"
"Sure, but you need to put on gloves."
One of the police officer handed me gloves and I put them on. They then handed me the bullet and I felt warm in my hands. I looked at the mark and for some reason, I felt lightheaded. I was getting a headache and I quickly turned it around and I put my free hand on my head.
"Are you okay?"
"I just got a really bad headache from looking at the mark. Also when I grab the bullet, it started to get hot in my hand."
"That weird, let me see that."
They took the bullet and the bullet went from warm to cold in an instant.
"Okay that is weird, why does the bullet only heat up when it touching you?"
"Maybe because it was meant to kill me."
"Let me look at the mark again."
He looked at the mark closely and then he notice something hat he haven't seen before.
There was a two letters inside the mark, and it was unclear but the second letter was G.
"Let me look at this again and we will call you when we get something okay."
"Okay," I left the station and flew home. I got there and as soon as I got there I notice that nobody was there. I got closer and saw the front door was broken into, and I was getting scared. Part of me was thinking that I was Brandon pulling another joke on me.
"Okay Brandon, joke over, you can come on out now."
"Brandon not behind this Drake." The voice was rough and it sounded like it was death talking to you.
"Who are you!?"
"Wouldn't you like to know?"
"Where is my family!?"
"They are safe, for now but if you don't follow my instruction then you will die and so will your son and your parents."
"What do you want from me?"
"One thing really, your money."
"I give you every cent I have; I just want my family back."
"I also want your life."
Then out of nowhere I heard a gun shot from behind me. I thought I was dead, it was all over for me and no matter how hard I try; it will never be good enough.
I heard a grunt of pain coming from the inside of the house and then I felt arms around my back.
"Drake, hurry up and get out of here!"
"Brandon, what are you doing here?"
"Saving your life, now go. I will take care of him."
"I am not going to let you risk your life for me, now lets go get him."
"After you."
We both rushed inside the house and I look all over the house. I found him on the ground and he was holding onto his arm tightly. I looked closer and saw that it was the police chief.
"You are the assassin! Why? You are suppose to serve the people not killed them!"
"I told you why, and I wanted you dead. You have everything I wanted in my life. I wanted a wife, a house and a son. I was never taken care of as a child. I raised myself on the streets and I learn to take care of myself."
~Why is it always the misfortune that always try to kill someone that has everything they wanted?~
"I didn't have everything. I had a bad life too. My parents tried to kill me three times and they almost did. I had to earn everything that you see here, I had to work hard to get all this."
"It not the same, you had parents!"
"Yeah, I rather be homeless than live with someone trying to kill me."
"Why would you want to be homeless?"
"So I can build myself up and I don't have to worry about someone killing me."
"I never thought about it that way."
"You may have had a rough life too but you aren't alone. I have been through it too. Those suicide feeling, the feeling of abandonment and feeling as if you were gone, nobody will miss you. I almost committed suicide but my friends Carlos stop me. He save my life and I am here to save your."
"Why, why not just end it now."
"Because you are too young to die."
"I'm sixty years old."
"We lived until we are five-hundred years old."
"I don't care; just end it for me now."
"No!" I grab him and carried him to the front door.
Brandon was waiting there for me, and he had his car this time.
"When did you get the car?"
"I heard you two talking, and I grab the car incase any of you two needed to go to the hospital."
"Here, help me get him inside the car."
Brandon helps me inside the car and he also got the police chief inside too.
"They one thing I want to ask you. Where is my family?"
"They are at my house, they are tied up but you can release them. My address is right by the abandon were house. It the one on the right."
"I was just there earlier."
"I saw and I took that advantage to capture your family, after you went to his house."
My cell phone rang and I answered it.
"Hello."
"Mr. Lawler, we found out the letters."
"Too late now, the assassin is the police chief."
"Stop making false accusations."
"I'm not; here let my put in on speaker."
I put the phone on speaker so the police chief can talk with them too.
"Here is right here, what to say anything sir?"
"He is telling the truth. I am the assassin; I did try to kill him."
"Why sir?"
"It doesn't matter anymore. I will serve the time for my crime. I am on my way to the hospital. I was shot but it okay, I'm not bleeding to death."
"Do you know how much time you will have to serve because of your crime?"
"A hundred years?"
"If you weren't a police yes, but because you are it only twenty years."
"I will serve them happily."
Twenty Years Later
Kevin
Kevin walked into the kitchen of his house and he smiled.
"Happy anniversary Adam."
Adam turns around and hugged Kevin tightly.
"Happy anniversary Kevin. Do you know when your dad and what was his wife name again; will be here?"
"Lauren; dad a Lauren should be here soon."
"Good, our anniversary should start soon but we can't if they aren't here."
"I still can't believe that we got married on the same day."
"Neither can I and it was nice that your dad paid for everything. I wanted to pay half but he wouldn't let me."
"Yeah he can be like that sometimes."
There was a knock on the door and Kevin went to answer it.
"Hey son, how is it going?"
"I'm fine, what about you and Laruen."
"We are fine; are you and Adam ready yet?"
"Yeah, so where are we going?"
"Oh nowhere special just..."
"What was that dad?"
"I think I will let Laruen tell you."
"We are going to France for dinner."
"I thought that we are going nowhere special."
"We aren't, you should have seen where I wanted to go."
"Let my guess, Germany."
"How did you... never mind. Lets go, I already have my jet ready, all we have to do is go there now."
"Okay."
I still find it hard to believe that I found my high school crush, Laruen, after so nineteen years. We started to date and it was unbelievable. She hasn't changed that much since the last time I saw her. She was still a high spirited dragoness that everybody loves.
I finally decided to ask her to marry me and she said yes. It was amazing, to be loved again, and the next day, I saw Kevin with an engagement ring on. I walked up him and congratulated him. We were both getting ready to marry our love and then we decided to get married on the same day.
We had a wonderful time in Paris, France and we were on our way home. I could tell that Adam and Kevin wanted to have some 'fun' with each other. When I got home, I notice there is an envelope on the table. On it read, For Drake.
I opened the letter and I saw that it was from the police chief.
Drake
I have to thank you for everything you did for me. I got out of prison about two mouths ago and I am already working hard and making the most of my life. I even have a girlfriend now and we may end up getting married. I have a good job and I couldn't have done it without you.
Don't worry, I be okay and I wanted to give you this letter before I leave town. Enjoy the rest of your life Drake.
Michael Gonzalez
It was truly a perfect way to end the day. I showed the note to Lauren and she hugged me back.
"You know, you are a very positive dragon. Also I forgot to tell you this but I'm pregnant."
"That wonderful, another child."
I can now say that my life is complete. I have two children, and I even save another dragon life.
I still remember Serah and I visit the grave and place flowers on her grave every weekend. Lauren knows about her and she thinks that it was very kind of me to put flowers on her grave. It was truly a perfect life. I was happy and so was my son. I was even getting another child that was going to be part of the family too.
Series End
I hope you guys enjoy reading my stories as much as i did writing them. Again if you want another chapter based on Kevin and Adam, ask i will try to deliver. That it, thank you for reading my series and I'm sorry for keeping you guys on the ropes with my 'death'.