Reasons (Narration By Aiden Foreman)

My mother had always told to my young self to find your love and never give up on them. I had loved her to an uncontrollable proximity. She had always been there to support me whether in good or bad and seeing her smile everyday was basically my livelihood.

My father had loved me so much but I always knew he hid a secret of some sorts from my mother and I. He had always tried his hardest and best to protect our little family and I am forever grateful to that. A little scar on his eye, big muscular arms and legs, tall as ever--probably over 6 feet and that really explains me on why I am tall. I remember his face clear as day.

I remember when I was getting ready for my 18th birthday as it was just around the corner. Every moment of that time is which I remember even today too--It were the best times of my life. My mother constantly teasing me on becoming a man while my father just always stared at her lovingly which always got her flustered. I remember her gentle honey-like voice, it used to calm me down every time I was the state of anger.

My 18th birthday came. My parents and I had decided to arrange a party for myself and my girlfriend--I had loved her so much. Those were the times where I had a full life--Everything was so calm and sweet. Her and I were both going to turn 18 but she was a day older than me so it was her birthday the day before everything came crashing down.

I used to work as a cheap cashier at some local store. My family and I weren't in need of money--we came under the middle-class, not too much money which we had but it was enough for us to see our needs and wants. I wanted to buy my beloved an engagement ring so that was why I worked so I could earn money and then buy a marvelous ring for her.

There wasn't any doubt that I would have any second thoughts about spending my whole life loving her and her only.

I was the 'popular' kid at my college. Either everyone was my friend or I had at least known them. My mother knew that I was going to propose to Flora so that was also a reason that this party was a grand one and I had invited almost everyone that I knew from college.

I remember that I had invited Flora and my best friend earlier than the others. I was in my room getting ready for the big event but there was a ring that Flora had of mine--it was a normal ring but it sure was expensive and my look would not be complete without it. I went down the stairs and marched my way towards the backyard where Flora and Drake had decided to help my family and I with the decorations since the event was going to be held there.

I thought they both were decorating until I saw what they really were doing. They were decorating but turned out that it wasn't the area but it was each other's faces with their saliva. I was in utter shock. We had a bonding of 3 years and she had failed my heart and I like this. I wanted to cry and run away but I also felt angry at her and wanted to stand up for myself. Ans so, I went there to confront them. She was completely red when she saw me staring both of them down--she was so embarrassed and she should had been after what she had done to me.

"Get out--", I said to which she interrupted me by saying, "I can explain Aiden--", I did not let her complete her sentence and barked at her face, "I SAID GET OUT, BOTH OF YOU."

She had started crying and I just held her wrist tightly and kicked her out of my house--I was devastated.

I couldn't have handled others after going through the sudden traumatic shock so I had decided to end the party at the last moment.

It was 11pm and I had almost cried myself to sleep after the huge trauma until I heard my father screaming. I was scared so I decided to check on what was happening. I opened my door and marched towards the staircase. I was half-way down until I saw my mother in a muscular man's arms. He was threatening to kill her while my father was begging for them to stop.

They were asking my father for his business which I never knew he had--I had thought that my father used to work at a café as a manager. My father declined and was about to speak something when I had heard a loud gunshot.

I screamed in horror seeing the terrifying sight in front of me. I ran fully down the staircase and grabbed my mother out from their hold and after that I did, they ran away. They were wearing masks and I could not see their faces.

I looked at my mother on my lap whose head was bleeding--I shook my head trying to erase the memory. My father kneeled down and said, "Your mother is no longer with us my son."

I screamed in denial and while I was--I fainted. Everything was foggy after that. But I do remember that my father had revealed to me that he was a mafia who had a ran a business of guns. Everyone was after my family as it was weak spot for my father. He wanted me to pass on his legacy and I had easily accepted.

I used to be the most gentle and caring boy but my feelings have died out ever since those incidents.

It had been ten years and the wounds were still fresh.

I had brought the business and the name of my mafia really high. Killing people was just my game and pleasure, plus--it helped me to catch what I had wanted.

I wanted to find my love--the one who'd accept me for the way that I am, someone who'd never leave me after finding out who I am.

I wanted to the life of when I was not rich. I wanted to see yet again what it had felt like when I travelled in buses or public transportations. And so, I wore a clothing that would not reveal my face or anything that was familiar to people about the real me.

I sat inside the bus and just then after the second stop, an extremely beautiful girl got on. She was scanning the bus on where she would sit. The bus was crowded heavily and the only place the was free was beside me. She raised her eyebrows and I knew that she was asking if she could sit with me so I scooched a little over to the side. She made her way towards me and sat down.

I thought that she would talk to me but she didn't--guess she wasn't a social butterfly after all.

Her phone started to ring as she picked it up and placed it near her ears. She opened her mouth and the most heavenly voice flew out of those lips--I was instantly in love. I wanted to find her and make her mine so I took my phone and secretly snapped a picture of her.

She had left the bus and so did I after reaching back at home. I called my one of my workers and asked him to dig up information on this girl who had with-out knowing captured my heart.

I felt like I was the boy a decade ago, again.

It was so strange to feel what was love again.

My worker messaged me the information about her. I got so happy just seeing her.

A week or two passed by and I wanted her to have a glimpse of me before I made her mine. I went to the café that she worked in.

I walked in there and the first thing which I noticed was that the chairs and everything here was so small, but I still sat on one of the tables. I saw her approaching me while I was struggling on my seat. I think she saw that I was and an accidental snort passed by from her--she was laughing at me. I had second thoughts on staying so I just told her that I wanted to leave.

I waited for her shift to end. I knew she would take the short-cut for her to go back home since I saw that her friend asked her to work her shift.

She was really tired--barely could stand. She took the short-cut on where my men and I were gathered and waited for her like some vicious predators. I asked one of my right-hand man who was also my best friend, Mark.

She was walking her way back home when Mark came and grabbed her and placed the cloth which was drenched in Chloroform. I saw her struggle and after that she did--she paused for some reason.

She got back to her senses and did what amazed me and raised my liking towards her. She grabbed his hand that was on top of her face and stuck one of her legs in between his, twisting his legs with hers. He got distracted with what she did. She then took his hand which loosened its grip after getting distracted, and twisted it earning a painful bark from his mouth. She took him off of her and made him stand in front. She then took one of her legs out and kicked his genitals as hard as she could to which Mark feel on the ground because of the pain, she made her run for it. I think she noticed that we had her surrounded so I thought she hid somewhere near. I remember who I had asked for her number. I told my men the plan and then each of them started to distribute away and hid themselves.

I took my phone out and called her number. I messaged my me4n to follow the ringtone and they did. One of them sneaked their way towards her when she finally cut the call, and captured her this time and injected a sleeping drug inside of her neck to which she instantly blacked out.

I finally had what was mine.