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It's A Good Day To Die Chapter 3 Alternate
Date: 10/13/2015, Categories: Fiction, Death, Murder, Non-Erotic, Romance, Violence, Author: Hawkrider, Rating: 84.6, Source: sexstories.com
me,"Matt can you come with me?" I look at him kinda questioning and he tells me. "It's about your family." I nod getting up but everyone says they are coming The parents load up in one car and I drive my brothers and myself. I act like I don't know anything and they are buying it. Once to the house I see all the police tape and I hear Chelsea. "Oh God what happened?" George looks at us "The UPS guy was delivering a package and saw all the blood. He called the police. Matt I hate to tell you this but......but your family is dead." I try to act shocked "What...? What about my sisters....? And Sarah....?" George looks at me hurt "They're all dead Sport. I'm so sorry." We go in and I see the damage I have done They try to stop us but I get introduced as the son and being home on leave. The lead officer gives me his condolences and I thank him playing my part in this charade. Everyone is torn seeing the whores and the asshole killed. After a few questions I get told the scene would be cleared in a few days and then I could have anything I wanted from the house. I nod still acting like I was in shock. We head back and all head to bed. I chuckle quietly at my acting. The next few days are sober playing two fronts....the upset son in public and the perfectly happy man in secret. George calls telling me that the house is cleared and I could come back. I nod and head in seeing all the blood is cleaned up. I look and see ... the old Christmas tree and a few letters. I go to see them and find they are addressed to me. I open them to find they are from my mom and sisters. All the letters are telling me they loved me and how they were sorry and hope that we can be a family again. I read Sarah's as she tells me she loves me with all her heart and how she is mine and mine alone now. I shake my head remembering her last words of loving and forgiving me. I start to actually cry knowing that my family did love me.......but I killed them. I spend Christmas with my godfamily and I feel so numb. I think back to all the holidays they were there and now I could never see them again.....because of me. I head back to DC and meet back up with the team wondering where my life would go......... ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Matt twenty two years later I'm sitting on a bus heading back to Dexter. The last twenty years have been something else. I never fully healed from the damage I caused. I threw myself into the job and stopped calling my family. I kept tabs on them and I was there for a few things without anyone knowing. George and Nick would die five years after I left in a shootout, Tim would have a heartattack almost three years later. Susan would die in a car ...