Kapitel 8: Chapter 008
"Is that really you Jake? I'm not going crazy, or losing my mind you know something like that." I started to laugh at how crazy he sees himself. But I guess I can't fault him for seeing me after the explosion.
Thinking I was a ghost or something similar. I gently let go of my mom and walk towards my brother. He dropped everything he was holding in his arms, and brought me into a hug. "I'm so glad that your alive. I couldn't believe it when the police came to our door and said that you died. We tried so many times to see your body, to see if you really passed away." My brother James started to sobbing while in my arms.
"Don't worry anymore James I'm right here let's go sit on the couch and I'll tell you what happened with me. And why I was out of contact for so long." I pulled him toward our mother and she was still holding her face in her hands sobbing.
"Ok, I should first say sorry for not being able to contact you for so long. I've been with I guess you could call a friend, who's now helping me with something I have to do." I looked them both in the eye. "I so glad to be back home."
My mother rushed into my arms and we hugged until she was ready to let go. After about 15 minutes of hugging and apologizing we started to relax.
"I know this might be a little late after all of that. But I think you should contact our sister when you have the chance, we may have gotten our closure but she still pretty depressed. So when you have the chance, go and see her. Just try not to freak her out, which I guess it going to be kind of hard I assume hahahahaha."
My brother laughed not having a weight on his shoulders anymore. "But if you were alive why would police come to our door saying you died in a bombing accident? They even had your wallet."
I looked over at him thinking that he's right, I did technically died. I started grumbling about the unfairness it was to revive me a week after the bombing. "HEY, I can still hear you you know." Michael said with a large amount of sarcasm. "No, no, being alive is already not enough. Please show yourself some humility like my beautiful self."
I rolled my eyes thinking there's no reason to respond to Michael's complaints. "Well I was there at the scene but I must have dropped my wallet after running away. But don't worry I'll talk to the cops about what happened. Also when did they show up here?"
"Well actually exactly a week ago a man and a women came up to our door and told us that you were involved with a bombing at a store or something. They seemed extremely sorry about having to deliver the news. But it seems like they identified the wrong person."
My blood ran cold at the mention of a man and an women. "This man and women… where they an average built man with sharp eyes and a shorter women with long black hair that looked like a waterfall?"
My brother looked at me confused then tried thinking back… "Y'know now that you mention it that does sound like them. But how do you know them? I thought that you ran away after losing your wallet."
I look away feeling guilty about lying to them but I couldn't help but feel an overwhelming amount of anger learning that they even made my family suffer. "Oh they were nearby and that they stood out to me."
My brother turned pale and nodded. "Then why are you glaring so hard. It feel like I'm underwater or like a gun is pointed right at my head. So can you tell me why?"
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