Deception At Its Best

Sebastian was in utter shock. He couldn't believe that he heard it right. Like a poisonous arrow, each word that came out of his cousin's mouth pierced into Sebastian's chest. It hurt more than the bullet wounds did.

'Why didn't I die before hearing this?'

Deacon's loud, obnoxious laughter blew the inside of his sensitive eardrums. Sebastian never hated the sound of it as much as he did at that moment. He knew his cousin laughed at his pathetic soul. It brought a disgusting feeling that crawled under his skin like invisible insects. He had a hard time believing what Deacon revealed.

As though he could read his mind, Deacon tsked, pitying Sebastian.