Chapter 3: The Death.
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The Death.
3.
"Ryan…. Your parents passed away in a terrible accident. They lost their lives in a terrible accident, today at six-thirty PM. I am sorry for your loss."
"W- what did you say?" Ryan was not able to keep his balance anymore. Greg moved forward and grabbed Ryan by his arms.
"It is true." Greg showed his grief.
"Oh- Is that so? I see…."
"They died near the intersection. Their bodies were found in their car. A person called us and reported an accident. Their car was crushed by a big truck. The cameras in that area were out of service so we were unable to find the truck owner or its number plate."
Greg explained how Ryan's parents died.
Ryan just hummed in response. He nodded his head. He turned towards the door. He opened the door and went inside.
"Thank you." And closed the door of his house.
Ryan then walked to his room and leaned against a wall.
"What a strange guy, there was not a single tear in his eyes...."
Ryan heard that. The Traitofficer told his partner as they walked towards their car, parked in front of Ryan's house.
"Come on..." A slight smile appeared on his face, "How can I even show grief on their death after how they treated me... I feel nothing."
He walked towards his bed and threw his body over the mattress. He soon realized that he was starving.
The maid had died but before she did she did tell Ryan that dinner was ready.
He glanced at the watch, it was Ten O'Clock, Ryan decided to sleep after the long day of his loss.
"I should tell her..." Ryan muttered to himself as he lay on the bed.
He went for his laptop and switched it on. It took the laptop a few minutes to start up.
Ryan entered the WI-FI passcode. Moved the pointer across the screen to open a messaging app.
RWalker: Hey, I am back.
He waited a few minutes before she replied to him.
EWrites: OH, hey! How was your day?
RWalker: It was pretty bad. I wanted to tell you what happened and that is the reason I texted you.
EWrites: Sure go on.
Ryan told her today was the first day of their school festival. How he had to fight the strongest student in his school and how he lost the match.
Ewrites: Awww, Don't worry Ryan it is alright~
RWalker: Thanks Erin, that helped.
Ewrites: So what else today?
RWalker: My Parents….
Ewrites: Oh damn, are they doing that again?
RWalker: No they are not, they never will.
Ewrites: Thank god it ended at last! It was so bothersome. By the way, how did you convince them to stop doing that?
RWalker: I did nothing.
Ewrites: So what? Did they understand on their own?
RWalker: Today at the intersection, both of my parents died in a terrible accident….
Ewrites: ...
You mean…?
RWalker: Yeah, they are no more in this world to check our DMs.
Ewrites: I-I- I am very sorry Ryan
RWalker: It's fine.
Another thirty minutes went by as they both talked about each other's day.
Erin did try her best to console Ryan but his heart was already broken before he heard the news. It didn't help at all, still, Ryan pretended as if it was helping him.
He switched off his laptop, kept it aside, and dropped it on the bed.
"It… It all started that day…." Ryan muttered to himself.
.....
Ryan woke up. He heard the doorbell ring. He was a little sleepy. He went to get the door.
He peeked through the hole to see who was out there so late. But there was no one out there.
He sensed no gun powder or the 'Mafia' smell. So he opened the door.
There was no one out there.. His eyes went down on a cardboard box on the welcome mat.
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The Death.
3.
"Ryan…. Your parents passed away in a terrible accident. They lost their lives in a terrible accident, today at six-thirty PM. I am sorry for your loss."
"W- what did you say?" Ryan was not able to keep his balance anymore. Greg moved forward and grabbed Ryan by his arms.
"It is true." Greg showed his grief.
"Oh- Is that so? I see…."
"They died near the intersection. Their bodies were found in their car. A person called us and reported an accident. Their car was crushed by a big truck. The cameras in that area were out of service so we were unable to find the truck owner or its number plate."
Greg explained how Ryan's parents died.
Ryan just hummed in response. He nodded his head. He turned towards the door. He opened the door and went inside.
"Thank you." And closed the door of his house.
Ryan then walked to his room and leaned against a wall.
"What a strange guy, there was not a single tear in his eyes...."
Ryan heard that. The Traitofficer told his partner as they walked towards their car, parked in front of Ryan's house.
"Come on..." A slight smile appeared on his face, "How can I even show grief on their death after how they treated me... I feel nothing."
He walked towards his bed and threw his body over the mattress. He soon realized that he was starving.
The maid had died but before she did she did tell Ryan that dinner was ready.
He glanced at the watch, it was Ten O'Clock, Ryan decided to sleep after the long day of his loss.
"I should tell her..." Ryan muttered to himself as he lay on the bed.
He went for his laptop and switched it on. It took the laptop a few minutes to start up.
Ryan entered the WI-FI passcode. Moved the pointer across the screen to open a messaging app.
RWalker: Hey, I am back.
He waited a few minutes before she replied to him.
EWrites: OH, hey! How was your day?
RWalker: It was pretty bad. I wanted to tell you what happened and that is the reason I texted you.
EWrites: Sure go on.
Ryan told her today was the first day of their school festival. How he had to fight the strongest student in his school and how he lost the match.
Ewrites: Awww, Don't worry Ryan it is alright~
RWalker: Thanks Erin, that helped.
Ewrites: So what else today?
RWalker: My Parents….
Ewrites: Oh damn, are they doing that again?
RWalker: No they are not, they never will.
Ewrites: Thank god it ended at last! It was so bothersome. By the way, how did you convince them to stop doing that?
RWalker: I did nothing.
Ewrites: So what? Did they understand on their own?
RWalker: Today at the intersection, both of my parents died in a terrible accident….
Ewrites: ...
You mean…?
RWalker: Yeah, they are no more in this world to check our DMs.
Ewrites: I-I- I am very sorry Ryan
RWalker: It's fine.
Another thirty minutes went by as they both talked about each other's day.
Erin did try her best to console Ryan but his heart was already broken before he heard the news. It didn't help at all, still, Ryan pretended as if it was helping him.
He switched off his laptop, kept it aside, and dropped it on the bed.
"It… It all started that day…." Ryan muttered to himself.
.....
Ryan woke up. He heard the doorbell ring. He was a little sleepy. He went to get the door.
He peeked through the hole to see who was out there so late. But there was no one out there.
He sensed no gun powder or the 'Mafia' smell. So he opened the door.
There was no one out there.. His eyes went down on a cardboard box on the welcome mat.
The Death.3."Ryan. Your parents passed away in a terrible accident. They lost their lives in a terrible accident, today at six-thirty PM. I am sorry for your loss.""W- what did you say?" Ryan was not able to keep his balance anymore. Greg moved forward and grabbed Ryan by his arms. "It is true." Greg showed his grief. "Oh- Is that so? I see." "They died near the intersection. Their bodies were found in their car. A person called us and reported an accident. Their car was crushed by a big truck. The cameras in that area were out of service so we were unable to find the truck owner or its number plate." Greg explained how Ryan's parents died. Ryan just hummed in response. He nodded his head. He turned towards the door. He opened the door and went inside."Thank you." And closed the door of his house.Ryan then walked to his room and leaned against a wall. "What a strange guy, there was not a single tear in his eyes...."Ryan heard that. The Traitofficer told his partner as they walked towards their car, parked in front of Ryan's house. "Come on..." A slight smile appeared on his face, "How can I even show grief on their death after how they treated me... I feel nothing."He walked towards his bed and threw his body over the mattress. He soon realized that he was starving.The maid had died but before she did she did tell Ryan that dinner was ready. He glanced at the watch, it was Ten O'Clock, Ryan decided to sleep after the long day of his loss. "I should tell her..." Ryan muttered to himself as he lay on the bed. He went for his laptop and switched it on. It took the laptop a few minutes to start up. Ryan entered the WI-FI passcode. Moved the pointer across the screen to open a messaging app.RWalker: Hey, I am back. He waited a few minutes before she replied to him.EWrites: OH, hey! How was your day?RWalker: It was pretty bad. I wanted to tell you what happened and that is the reason I texted you.EWrites: Sure go on.Ryan told her today was the first day of their school festival. How he had to fight the strongest student in his school and how he lost the match. Ewrites: Awww, Don't worry Ryan it is alright~RWalker: Thanks Erin, that helped.Ewrites: So what else today?RWalker: My Parents.Ewrites: Oh damn, are they doing that again?RWalker: No they are not, they never will.Ewrites: Thank god it ended at last! It was so bothersome. By the way, how did you convince them to stop doing that?RWalker: I did nothing.Ewrites: So what? Did they understand on their own?RWalker: Today at the intersection, both of my parents died in a terrible accident.Ewrites: ...You mean?RWalker: Yeah, they are no more in this world to check our DMs. Ewrites: I-I- I am very sorry RyanRWalker: It's fine. Another thirty minutes went by as they both talked about each other's day. Erin did try her best to console Ryan but his heart was already broken before he heard the news. It didn't help at all, still, Ryan pretended as if it was helping him.He switched off his laptop, kept it aside, and dropped it on the bed."It It all started that day." Ryan muttered to himself......Ryan woke up. He heard the doorbell ring. He was a little sleepy. He went to get the door. He peeked through the hole to see who was out there so late. But there was no one out there. He sensed no gun powder or the 'Mafia' smell. So he opened the door. There was no one out there.. His eyes went down on a cardboard box on the welcome mat.
