Nick's POV
Where do I begin? I don't know what is worse the fact that I killed a guy at the age of 4 and nobody told me or the fact that I killed a guy and nobody was ever going to tell me.
After drunk Desi had said those words I couldn't believe how they sat so well in me. It felt like a missing puzzle I was trying to figure out. It hit home. I wasn't sure how everyone knew except me. Even Desi?
"Who knows!" I shout at Mason. "Its just us and mom and dad." He says.
I cannot believe it. I have been having strange flash backs of that day. Just seeing blood everywhere and then that was it. I was too young to remember. I probably suffered from black outs like I did now. I had it in me at 4 years old to kill that man... I picture the scene out in my head like twenty times. Things fell into place now. Why I had always wanted to hurt people. Because I did at the age of 4. Why violence was the way forward for me. Why I used to my fist to solve all my problems. Why I was so angry all the time. Why I couldn't picture myself ever being happy because at 4 I lost that. I could not imagine me ever living a peaceful happy life with kids and a wife because I did not deserve it. I killed that man.
But if I was to be put in that situation again... I would not blink before I'd do it again.
God; I was a sociopath.
I needed some alone time. To be away from everyone so I disappear. I disappear. Out of town. I leave my car and ditch it. Tim could not track me now. I throw my phone away. I was not trying to be in contact with anybody right now.
4 weeks later.
I found joy in persuing who I really was. At the age of 4 if I was a murderer what made me stop now? I was killing whoever was in my sight and I knew Mason and the guys were cleaning up after me because I did not care. I couldn't care less if I got caught and locked away. Hey. What could I loose?
It was nice being away because I was so angry at everyone that I could not imagine seeing them. Yet I needed answers. I needed to know what was happening. How could they just not let me know. The anger fussed a little as I spend my five weeks getting rid of it. It was like haunting me. I couldn't sleep without dreaming of it.
Desi was probably pissed but so was I. The way I spoke to her and disappeared for 4 weeks. I did not have time to feel heartbroken as I felt broken already basically.
I needed answers.
I decided to go home and find out what I could before I made my decisions of what to do next. The betrayal wasn't what I needed. 4 weeks I stayed in an apartment outside of New York.
Back to reality. I needed to speak to someone first who I knew wasn't aware of all of this and that was my older brother Alexander. Mason was enough of a disappointment.
I knock on his door leaning on the wall. I was sure he'd be home Saturday morning.
"Nick." He says opening. "Nick." He repeats as I walk into his room. "Where was you for months!" He says as I walk in. "Didnt know whether you were alive or dead." He says frowning. "How could you disappear for weeks on us!"
"Can you stop shouting." I say sighing. "Moms been worried sick. You know she started drinking." He says and I look at him. "What?" He shakes his head and sits down looking at me.
"Yes." He says. "She took a break from work."
"Maybe she shouldn't have lied to me about my past. Its worse than not knowing were adopted." I say and he shakes his head again. "I would be pretty pissed too if nobody told me the reason for why I felta certain way. But mom and dad were trying to protect you from your past."
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Collin's Crew II
Mystery / ThrillerThe story couldn't possible finish there? Why is Mason arrested again? Will Cleo escape her step brother? Is Nick's sanity still in tact eh With new enemies and new allies, the story of Collin's crew continues.