I can feel a hand slapping my cheek gently like it was meant to wake me up, I opened my eyes, staring at the figure before me.
“ He's awake, take him to the other survivors area....”.
I opened wide to realize it was a policeman squatting before me, checking to see whether I was alive, I turned around immediately towards the bed where I last saw my Mom, but she was never there, two people came behind me to help me up, but I pushed them away and held the man's collar who has just helped me up.
“ Where's my Mom?....”
I dragged his collar but he just held my hand and put them away from his body, “ Take him out of here.....”, he commanded the men, I screamed, tried to fight their hold, but they were too strong compared to me, I couldn't break myself free, I cried out for help, but they just carried me with them.
It's bright already and I was seated around the securities and few staffs who made it out of the night, the ladies who has taken me away wasn't here, but the patients were all brought out already, everyone of us in the last floor of the center, but in groups accordingly. I can see those that didn't survive the night being taken out, dead bodies being carried across on a stretcher, their faces were covered, so I couldn't make out anyone's appearance, but I can tell that most of the bodies belongs to the men who wanted us dead last night.
Oh God..... I already forgot, Jerry asked me to come back before six and it's almost eight in the morning and I am still here, immediately, I got up and ran away from there, no one stopping me, even the few policemen around just let me go, probably believing there's no need to come after me, they possibly think that I am just going through pain or something, but that's not the case, I don't know what Jerry is planning, and the Jerry I know never procrastinate, once it's the given time, he's off.
I already lost my mom, a brother is not one that I wish to lose too, if he did made it out, then I guess he's long gone now and finding him wouldn't be something I should be expecting, not when he wouldn't want to be found.
As I was running back to the house, I was calling his phone but it wasn't connecting, much like he has already switched it off and right now, I can no longer get to him. I made it back to the house, the hideout, I ran up the stairs until I got to the allocated room, the door wasn't locked from the outside, that means he's possibly still here, I opened the door, the room was empty, but I saw a letter in the middle of the room, I picked it up.
(“ Hey brother.... I don't even know why I'm writing this sh*t, but somewhere in my heart....do I have a heart?, Maybe.... But the fact I am writing this dumbsh*t, I think I do have. If you're reading this and you're not Bruno, you better f**king leave this piece of shit where you found it because my brother will be returning for it, I know he will.... But if it's you Bruno, then I have nothing to say but I am sorry, I couldn't wait anymore..... The plan was to see you again at our ser time so we could flee the town together, but the fact you're not here yet, I had another plan in mind, like I always do, I believe you know that.... LoL. I have to finish what I started, I believe you know what I am talking about, they took my father away and also almost took you away too, no one touches my little brother except for me, I am sorry that you have to be reading this. The chances of survival is too thin and there's no option than to go along with the plan because they would still find me, even though they probably won't get the chance to catch me though, but no.... I had to go, that's the punishment for not returning early. What's all this sh*t I am even writing?, You can just skip them all, I was just using the letter to wait for your return, trying to cheat on my plans, something I have never done before, either way, this is not meant to be an emotional letter, if I see you crying, you will answer to me..... About those consignment, ask yourself, what can Jerry do?, then you will find them..... I have to do that if it's the wrong a**hole that happens to get here before you, yeah.... I have always known you're a late comer, have been watching you always, I think it's best you hide that button on your clothes, people might think I am a bad person when they see the content of it.... either way, see you in the afterlife, if I possibly make it there before you.....peace bro, those hugs really pierced my heart....”.
I broke down in tears after I was done reading the letter, tears flowing down my cheeks, he waited for me, he wanted us to flee, he was ready to give himself another chance, but I was not there, I just wasn't there to make that hope come alive.
I turned on the television to see how the news was going since the media was there when I ran away, instead of seeing the health center, I was looking at another location, it's the bar, the club house he sent me to return those card. His picture was placed at the side of the television while the newscaster was speaking about the incident that took place there, it was said to be a massacre caused by one man, he didn't make it out alive because he was shot dead at the act, but he succeeded in murdering the owner of the club, a well known Marchant who has been serving the rights of the citizen, they even called him a good man, naming the old man with cane a good citizen who ended up as a victim and Jerry was tagged a culprit. The News says that most of his men were also caught and few killed because they also went to a medical center to participate in their evil activities.
Whoever doesn't know the real story would definitely believe the news because that's what was been shown to us to see. I laid on my back in the center of the room as tears flow down from the side of my ears down to my ears, that's when I saw the hand writing on the ceiling which wrote, what would Jerry do?. I think I just found the bags.
I broke open the ceiling and saw where he had kept the bags, he made up his mind to give them all up for me that's when I remember what he once said to me, I was the only one he trusts and all this were meant for the revenge of his father and exposing to me the evil of our mother.