My heartbeat increases the moment the car stopped in front of our mansion, I set my foot on the ground getting out of the car,
Reporters swamp all over me like starved mosquitoes at the sight of a blooded being.
"Do you know about what happened to your father?"
"Can you shed more light to us on this incident?"
"Who do you think is the culprit or your suspect?"
Do you have any idea about who murdered your father?"
Different questions thrown at me but one of them made itself clear about what's happening
What rubbish are they saying
'My dad' I start to panic
'Thump'
'Thump'
'Thump'
The sound of my heart beat intensified like a sound of an ugly beaten drum in my ear.
"Dad" I breathed out the word as another level of utter panic settle in me , my legs moved on their own accord as if being on auto command
I ran passing through the reporters pushing them aside, I felt like the run was endless but it ended with the sight that welcome me with a ghostly smile
An ugly lifetime nightmare sight that will forever hunt me.
A man laid in a pool of blood, No! Not any blood but 'HIS BLOOD', but the must heart wrenching truth is that it isn't just any one but my Father'MY FATHER, MY ONLY FAMILY',
It was as if everything was playing in slow motion the very first time I stepped out of the car and heard the reporters.
My one love , the only family I have , not that I don't have relatives or consider them so, they hate my gutvas much as they hate my mum,what will i do ?
Why God, why dad?
How can you... I fell on my knees when it couldn't take the additional weight in my heart.
Tears stream down my face like a waterfall, I crawl fast to reach the cruel sight of my dad's messed up body,he looked to have being tortured before killed with a slit on his throat.
"You can't enter the crime scene Miss Sultan" a blurry figure stood tall before me blocking my advancement to reach my dad's messed up body
I look up when the tears cleared allowing my vision, a man in black police uniform stood there with a scowl on his face but pity written in his eyes
"What..." I said finding it hard to make up a sentence,
"You know that's my dad right?" I finally asked, my body shaking not knowing if it's from anger or fear of truth or both
"What I mean is you should please let them finish their observation and take what they need to before you touch him and erase the evidences"
I kept quite letting it be cause even though I want to run and hug my dad's body,I still want the culprit caught so I'll let them do their work and ensure the culprit is caught and given a cold death.
I was sinking deep into my thoughts when I felt gentle touch of hands on my shoulder, I turn around locking eyes with my two best friends Amanda and Sofia.
Yeah,I have them,I slowly turn around and broke down again in their arms
'Whoever did this must pay,I must find that person and exact revenge, only then will my dad's soul rest in piece'.