It was the first time he hear a swearing , the man shouted angrily at the little boy mother with the word with four letters F U C K …and then it was followed by You , John knew the word that the man just shouted at his mother had a bad meaning but he did not know what it was , he looked at his mother she was holding her face in her two hands , while tears came down running her cheeks , he quickly ran to his mother tucked on her skirt , he did not know what to do . He just did not feel right , seeing his mother in that situation , he did not know what he should do … tears started forming in his eyes , while he was looking at here .. calling her Mom .. Mom …
That scene was printed in John’s mind , the details second by second they were deeply dug into his memories , he just could not erase them , it was the day in which his life turned into a narrow angle…
Sitting on the stool at the bar enjoying his vodka shots, sipping the drink slowly , while feeling the burning in his mouth , he came back to this world , after being lost in his childhood world for an instant, the first thing he noticed was the blonde bar waitress staring at him, whom she flashed a smile , and asked : “is everything all right?
Yes , its just a bad day, replied John. He looked at his watch it says 11:35 am , and he looked back at the waitress who were still standning there , he was not in the mood for a conversation now… that when he remembered, he had something to be done at 12pm sharp … killing the man who said the four letter word to his mother , the word which changed his life and started his misery ….
It has been 10 years since that time , John was 8 when the incident happened. His mother passed a few days back from sickness and hunger , John had took an oath upon himself that he must avenge his mother and the only thing which could bring satisfaction to his mind right now was killing the man who ended his mother’s life or as he thought it happened that way ….
John went outside of the bar, crossed the streets , walking from corner to corner he kept of track of time , hoping to arrive on his destination at time , he was following the man since two days , he had him tracked , all the shops, the places he visited , his journey from his house to his office , the bus he took , the train he would always hurry to catch , it was all pinned down …John mind was only focused on one thing , killing that man ….
He felt it was his duty to repay his mother , and repaying her he thought would be b killing the man who changed their life, the man who came to their house and told them to pack their things and leave now because they did not pay the mortgage fees for over 3 months , and the bank would not tolerate any more excuses , and after a few hours of arguing and explaining to John’s mom that he was only doing his job , and she should leave otherwise he would call the police and have John’s mother arrested and John will be sent to one of the social care centers…after putting it all to thought John’s mother could not find a way to avoid all this but to leave and keep her son by her side…
After being left by her husband who was spending a life sentence in prison for murder , a crime which he was too foolish to commit, he murdered his best friend while he was drunk after they had an argument over who should win the world cup …..
Time was passing very fast, second after second , everything was going smoothly as John planned.. he was waiting at one of the street corners , waiting for the man to come out of the bank and arrive at the bus stop to wait for the bus like he does everyday …. John spotted him , he was wearing a grey suit , walking slowly to the bus stop as usual , taking his time to think about the events that were going to happen for the rest of the day , Mr, David Will was on his way home, and some how he felt a bit relieved today since he tomorrow was a holiday and he was planing on going to trip with his wife relatives , its going to be a long day , he was thinking while smiling to himself….
That smile on Mr.David’s mouth , made John light up with anger he could not hold himself anymore, he was on the other corner of the road waiting the right moment to come , he planned it carefully , it was going to be quick and easy just like a snap , he was wearing a hoodie which made sure that his face was well covered , and before this day comes , John checked all the buildings around this area, there were no cctv cameras , just a couple of old stores whom their shop keepers did not see a need for having a camera after all there was nothing to steal anyway , just some old shops which rarely had any customers as the near by malls were much more attractive to the young generations who preferred buying all the fancy brands..
Mr.David came to the bus stop it was 11:58 he looked more relieved , only two minis till the bus arrive, and for his convince there was no one at the bus stop , so he could make himself comfortable , he did not like being with strangers , he preferred to be alone …
John took out the knife, it was a sharp knife , he bought it a few days back from the hunting store near by , he expected it to be satisfying … he was crossing the road trying not to bring any attention towards him , he was heading to the bus stop, avoid contact with the old man as he was walking,,,, when suddenly he stopped ….
John was struck there standing in the middle of the road ,he could not move , he wanted to walk to move his leg , but his body betrayed him , he felt as if there was a force holding him down, his eyes were wide open , starring at the horrifying sight just before his eyes , he just could not what was happening in front of him , his mouth was wide open ..
On the other side of the road, Mr.David was laying on the ground struck by heart stroke , his legs were kicking in the open air , his body was shaking violently , his hand was pressed tightly on his chest where his heart was , he just could not take the pain , he remembered what the doctor told him that his diabetes was in a critical stage and he should cut down on sugar , but old David a always he disliked doctors and their long talks, and he thought a sweet doughnut could not do much harm after all ,his wife forbade from eating sweets at home ,and after all it was a good occasion to celebrate with a doughnut ……..
That doughnut killed him , but at the same time saved young John from committing the mistake of his life , his mother after spending years with him homeless on the road without much food or shelter , surely did not want him to spend the rest of his years like his father in prison, probably she was watching over him…
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