Suffering
Chapter 31

"Friends Kevin?" Kevin chuckles. "It turns out you still think of me as Kevin's friend, Dad." Kevin grinned wide.

Kevin's words just made Guren round his eyes perfectly. He propped both hands to the floor, trying to get up. However, the half-large body trembled back, and collapsed back onto the granite floor.

"You, Kevin? How could I not realize it!"

"realized? You can't possibly be aware. From when I was a kid, you never once asked me to talk, or even looked me in the face for just one second.

No wonder you can't recognize me. And, that's what makes me hate you even more."

Kevin reached into the pocket of the jacket that was already filled with patches of thick red liquid. A nose-piercing rancid smell came welcoming when a gun with a tip full of blood came out of his jacket pocket. He pointed the gun full of blood in front of Guren's face which was now helpless.

"I want to finish all this. In fact I've already wiped out Mr. Gery, the man you've hired.

But, with you hiring a lot of people. You will only add to sins, Mr. Guren." Kevin showed a big grin. Guren gulped.

The dark sky again showed its moonlight, hitting the face with blood patches sticking. Smile grin width increasingly add to the creepy impression of Kevin figure.

The fingers attached to the trigger started to move, about to pull it. However, the teary eyes, collecting the clear water droplets in the eyelids made Kevin unable to control his feelings, and ended up dropping the gun in his hands that began to tremble.

Kevin wiped the clear water droplets that were about to come out of the corner of his net a little rough. And from there, Guren grabbed the gun lying on the floor, then stood up. He landed a rough kick on Kevin's stomach, causing the young man to fall onto the granite floor.

"You can't kill me. Am I telling you the truth, Kevin?" Guren grinned widely. He pointed Kevin's gun in his hand forward, right in front of Kevin's face.

Kevin grimaced with his hands holding his stomach, squeezing it rough. He chuckled with a sour face, making Guren raise one of his eyebrows.

"So, is it true that a father has an evil side that can kill his own child?"

Kevin propped up the floor with one of his hands, trying to get up. However, Guren landed a hard kick, and now right about Kevin's heart, making the young man droop on the floor.

"Yes, you're right. I could even finish off anyone who dared to go against me." Guren spread out both his hands proudly. Kevin stared cynically with a hand that held the upper part of his heart.

Guren displayed his lips with a smile of his wide grin. He lifted his leg, landing a long shot at Kevin. To remove a thick red liquid at the corner of Kevin's lips, as well as the temple.

Kevin was still drowning with his breath beginning to hunt. While Guren was sitting on the sofa with a gun in his hand. Impressed arrogantly with one hand propping up the handle of the sofa.

"Basic weak! You want to finish me off? You can't, impossible!" Guren chuckled, laughing with a fierce face.

Kevin woke up with a mouth that continued to grimace when the pain in his heart again attacked. He propped up the floor with both hands, trying to get up.

But failed, when Guren raised his gun forward, pulled the trigger, throwing a bullet that hit right on Kevin's thigh. The young man dropped his body back on the floor.

His violently trembling hand holding the thigh with a thick red liquid began to seep out, with a piercing rancid smell. Kevin raised his face upwards while biting his lower lip, holding a great pulse on his thigh.

On the mouth of Guren who continued to chatter with eyes that began to not focus. Kevin again propped up the floor with both hands, trying to get up. He approached Guren who was staring at the ceiling of the roof by dragging his left foot, although the pulse would strike again when the foot began to step.

Guren flinched with perfectly rounded eyes as Kevin now stood before him. He raised his gun again. But Kevin dodged faster when Guren pulled the trigger. Kevin grabbed the hand that was holding the gun, gripped it tightly, making Guren grimace.

"I admit. I still don't dare to hurt you. But it's different now that I know what the other side of you is, Dad." Kevin took the gun from Guren's hand.

Then take a few steps back. Put the gun forward, and quickly the million hands pulled the trigger. Successfully hitting the heart of Guren, made the middle-aged man lying on the sofa with a body drenched in blood.

Kevin's hand trembled, dropping his gun without him noticing. The trembling leg could not support his body for longer, and made it collapse to the floor. His crystal blue eyeballs began to glaze over, slowly removing the clear water droplets from his neutral angle, increasingly swift.

"Yes ...!" Kevin shouted, as loud as possible. He ruffled his coarse hair with eyes that continued to spit out streams of clear water.

"I, I've done it all. I, it worked!" Kevin laughed with the clear water that was still flowing from the corner of his net.

Until when Kevin's vision began to blur, he circulated his gaze around. His half-covered eyes caught Arnold's figure approaching him, shaking his body.

"Kevin, wake! Hang in! Sorry, I'm late!" exclaim Arnold.

Kevin commented a smile with a sour face. And then, his eyes slowly began to close, getting closer and closer. Arnold again shook Kevin's shoulder, but the young man remained unmoved with his eyes closed tightly.

"Kevin! Hang in!"

The call of Arnold still sounded in both ears of Kevin. Until he fell unconscious, and woke up somewhere that looked foreign.

"Where, me?" muttered Kevin, slowly.

He spread his eyes around. He glanced at his right hand that was throbbing violently, showing an infusion hose attached to the back of his hand.

"Here, the hospital? What, Arnold took me kamari?" thought Kevin.

He propped up the bed with his left hand, trying to get up. However, his head began to turn dizzy, dropping his body back onto the bed.

The door opened, showing Arnold's figure with fruits in his hands. He approached Kevin, putting the fruits on the table to the right of the bed. Then sit his ass on the right side of the bed.

"Thank God you're sober, Kevin. Really, I was panicking at the time. You were unconscious for five days. And it freaked me out" Arnold said.

He grabbed one of the fruits, peeling it with a mini knife. And then he threw it at Kevin. The young man ate the fruit slowly.

"Thank you. I thought, that time was the last time I was in this world."

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