Reginald Miller - Act 4

(He's not answering his phone. That's like the seventh time I've called him now. What the hell is wrong with him?)

Pffft. I guess Dad was right all along. Travis was just a jerk after all.

Rachel: "Oh, hey Mom."

Sharon: "Sweetie, have you seen your father? I haven't seen him since this afternoon."

Rachel: "Come to think of it, I haven't seen Dad all night long too. Well.. we did have a big fight.. maybe he's locked himself up in the cellar for the meantime.. I feel really bad and I wanna tell him I'm sorry..”

Sharon: “Oh don’t worry about it, Sweetie. I bet Daddy’s forgotten all about it already! You know how much he loves you.”

It's done. My family is once again safe from the horrors of the world. All I have to do now is dispose of the bodies. Although I need to dispose of two bodies, I can only carry so much in one body bag. I am forced to dispose the woman’s remains for the meantime. I will leave the boy’s remains hanging by the wall for now.

I have this feeling that something’s not as it should be, however. What could this mean? Probably nothing, I’m certain that I’ve done all the necessary procedures.

I should be off now.

I stop by an old abandoned junk yard and bury the body. All the while I can’t help but wonder how blessed I am for I know that after all of this is through, I have a wonderful family to go home to.

“Sweetie, if it’ll make you feel any better I’ll go see if your Daddy’s down by the shack.”

I bet any man would die just so he could know how it is to be loved by a family as amazing as mine.

“God damn it! THE DOOR!”

A family that gives you their utmost trust.

A family whom you can trust.

“Reggie? Dear?”

I couldn’t see myself living in this world if it wasn’t for them.

I don’t know what I would do if I’d lose them.

This is why I must do what I have to do.

But what if all the things I did for my family was ALL IN VAIN?

“Daddy? Mom?”

There are times when I doubt myself. Am I really a good husband? A loving father?

I have to be! After all the things I’ve done for my family?! After everything I’ve sacrificed?!

This is the truth, right? 

It has to be.

But t isn’t.

After being able to protect my family from anything, I failed to protect them from myself.

I was only thinking of myself. I was selfish.

A coward who couldn’t face his own sins.

“Rachel.. Sharon..”

“My God, what have I done?”

I go home, broken and depressed. Several times did the thought of ending my own life echo through my thoughts. It’s as if God was screaming at me for what I’ve done.

But I must go on. I can still make ends meet. I still have a duty to protect my Son.

I waited till early morning and when Junior came home, I gave him the bad news.

Reginald: “Son, I don’t think your mother and sister will be able to come back home again.”

Junior: “Why, Dad?! Doesn’t Mommy and Sis love us anymore?”

Reginald: “No! No, of course they do, Son! They left because they had to protect the family. It’s because they love us so much that they had to leave.”

Junior: “Will I still be able to see them again, Dad?”

“You don’t have to worry about that, Son. They will always be close by.”

As tears fall down my Son’s eyes, I instinctively hug him. It was the most sincere and loving hug I have given anyone before.

“It’s going to be alright, Son. Come on, I prepared a surprise for you.”

Junior: “This is Mommy’s  stew, Dad. This was Sis’ favorite too. You finally learned it!”

Reginald: “I guess I did, Son. Is it any good?”

Junior: “Almost as good as that of Mom’s!”

Reginald: “I’m glad you like it. That way, your mother and sister-“

“Will always be a part of us.”

~END~

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