It was evening. I started walking from the cemetery.
When I reached home, there was a crowd of media, and the press was still waiting outside. Somehow, I sneaked in without getting noticed, and when I entered, both my parents were sitting in the hall, paranoid of the situation and gloomy in their eyes, and I joined them.
There were so many things running through my mind, and I wanted to hear only 'No, I didn't do any such things' from my dad; somewhere already I had accepted that he had done it, but there was just a hope of hearing 'No.'
"Where is your boyfriend, Joshua, bloody bastard? Where the hell is he hiding?" By taking a deep breath, I spoke. "Dad, he is 'Miller.'" "What?" "His real name is Joshua Miller; does it ring a bell, Dad?" "What, is he the son of William Miller?" "You do know his dad; were you responsible for destroying his family to get where you are? Please, no more lies; you are not going to achieve anything anymore. I want to hear only truth. Were you?" He sighed in frustration and was annoyed.
"I didn't plan that way; destroying his family was never my intention. I wanted him to be hospitalized for a year or more, or at least sent into a coma, when he was going on a business trip. I didn't know he was taking his family along with him. When I came to know it was too late to stop anything, I had planned a minor accident that didn't go according to plan. Hearing the truth and confirming the same definitely have different effects. All the way from the cemetery, I had crossed my fingers, hoping what Joshua said was just a lie or some misunderstanding. I truly prayed for it, but I am horrified after hearing everything. How the hell could he do such things? Bloody murderer.
"Wow, you are a murderer. Just to be in this position, you destroyed a family." "Please don't say that he didn't intend to do that. Trust your dad's word. We just thought not to miss the opportunity." These words from my mom hit me like a 'wave.' She knew this. "You knew about his plan." "We had discussed it; he didn't do anything without my consent." Wow, a match made in heaven. "What a couple, partners in crime; you didn't try to stop him." "As I said, we don't want to miss this opportunity; who doesn't want to lead this life?" "And yet we are going to end up on a street. Congratulations on that." "No, hell no, come on, take responsibility; you introduced him to us in the first place." My dad literally shouted this sentence, which only led my blood to boil:
"Well, if I remember correctly, I introduced him as my friend; I never implied to 'adopt him.' Next time I will be fucking loud and clear." "There is no need to be sarcastic." "Well, you asked for it."
There was a silence, but given the current situation, we need to come up with something.
"Do something, get us out of this situation; we can't end up on the street." I sighed with exhaustion.
"Like what, Dad? Re-creating your plan, like a 'minor accident' where he should end up in a coma or hospitalized for years, right? Like an accident completely going accidental, if that fucking makes sense." "As I said, that was not my intention; I wanted to grab the opportunity." "Can you hear yourself? You were bloody incompetent from the beginning. You concluded I was also like you without even fucking giving me a chance to prove myself. What the hell were you thinking?" "I couldn't win over William, who was brilliant; a genius, he had every feature required to run a company, and I was lacking everywhere. I had earned my designation with his help and also by stealing his ideas, which I am really not proud of. When James announced my name, I was shocked, but when William's name was also on that list, I gave up. It started bugging me. It was like God had given me the opportunity that I needed to grab at any cost; it was a do-or-die situation, so I chose to get that position at any cost. Joshua was a version of William, the perfect one I had been searching for; he had talent and passion and was full of ideas. I was impressed you were in a relationship with him; everything was perfect. I wanted to merge my company with his dad's; after a few years, for name's sake, you would be sitting in that position, and Joshua would handle everything. I trusted him too much; I had given him legal authorization, 'POA'; he had the authority to do anything or take any decision without my consent, and that was a bad decision. I wanted to secure the future of our family, yours, and my company."
Wow, is he a businessman, like, really? Who in the right fucking mind gives legal authorization to anyone? Are we fucking married? He didn't even think of informing me about this before, and when he did, everything went out of our hands.
"Well, that went very well; we are straight away thrown on the street." "How the hell are we supposed to lead a lowlife do something? He was your boyfriend; you were physical for 4 years. Take advantage of that." "Oh, I am not fucking pregnant." "I didn't imply that." "What were you implying, Dad? You should accept the fact that nothing can be done; it's too late for everything." "Beg him, plead with him, ask for his forgiveness, and get back what was ours for God's sake. You were in a relationship for 4 years; he got some attachment to you." I really wanted to chuckle at the last statement. Attachment. seriously?
"When my face was a reminder of a murderer, how could he get attached to me? This was his 7-year plan. He took what rightfully belonged to his family; rather than sending you to jail, he thought it was a good idea to throw us on the street. He knows which one would hit you very hard, and he was damn right."
"We can't leave the rest of our lives on the street, for God's sake. Once in your life, take responsibility and do something; go after him." Is he bloody serious?
"Dad, he left the country and is never going to come back. If you are talking about responsibility, I took responsibility for your doing, and paying for your sins was not enough." My mom started sobbing. I am pretty sure she had pictured her coming days on the street.
"We should get moving from your mansion without carrying anything, as we already received a legal notice." "How the hell are we supposed to live life on the street, goddamn it?" "Do you have any other plans, Dad? If you do, please take your 'Queen' along with you. I don't have any problems if you have any. Please feel free to follow me, and we are moving at midnight, as it will be easy. We would not face any persons from the media or press."
They were silent and could only take their consent as if they had any other fucking option in front of them.