FATE'S PLAN

Everyone is human to some extent. So everyone deserves a second chance be it big or small...

No. No. NO! I ran up to her distorted bloody figure in the middle of our room.  She was on the verge of dying. I cannot let this happen. Kneeling beside her, I pulled her into my arms and cradled her fragile body. "Kate! What happened?! Kate!" Her eyes gently flickered open and she stared into my eyes.

Her thin lips tilted up in a half smile and she whispered so softly that I had to lean in to hear her. "Is it that bad?" My throat was closing up, the back of my eyes stung and my chest began to hurt making me unable to reply. "Well, well look at this. I've finally rendered my man speechless. I've just made history people." I brushed back her dark hair and mumbled "I'm sorry.. I'm sorry... This is all my fault-" but she put a finger to my lips and said, "Shhh.. Its okay now. This was meant to happen. This is fate's plan."

A teardrop slid down my face. "I love you Katherine. I love you.." "I love you too Keith... Your child would have been so proud of you..." Her eyes fluttered close again. It felt like a million daggers had pierced my heart. "Huh-.. w-what do you mean? You are pr-pregnant?!" She remained perfectly still.
"Kate, no no!" Hot tears spilled down my face. "Katherine p-please  please d-don't leave me. You are the only good in my life", I whimpered. But she was gone. 

I couldn't think straight. I held onto her and rocked back and forth letting my tears run down her bloody cheeks. My world was falling apart and so was I. I kept muttering, "who could have done this? Who could have done this?" Then a name flashed through my mind. "Matt" I growled.

Two hours later I stood in front of the house of the man who stole my happiness with my gun locked and loaded. I'm known as the heartless assassin. And he just messed with the wrong guy. I entered through the front door like I have a thousand times before and as usual the door was unlocked. I walked in straight through the hallway and stepped into his office where he sat at his desk reading the final magazine of his life. 

Without looking up he said, "Ah finally. I was wondering when you'd get here. I don't like to be kept waiting and you of all people must know that, right Keith?" Hatred like I've never felt before filled me. 
"Why? Why? I'm gonna kill you. I'm gonna kill you!" Not waiting to hear his worthless explanation I leaped at him and landed a punch on his face. Matt fell off the chair with me on top of him as I landed punch after punch while screaming "you killed my child" over and over again like a chant so as to fuel my wrath. He didn't put up a fight but I didn't stop to wonder.

Gradually I slowed down, breathing hard staring at his blood soaked face. He suddenly began a hysterical laughter. Wiping his tears he said, "This is what I wanted all along. I'm so totally fed up of life. God funny isn't it? My partner in crime is gonna kill me. Literally!" And he began laughing again.
"You are one sick man, Matt." I punched him again and his head rolled back.
He grinned at me and I was about to deliver the final blow when a voice called out, "daddy?" Matt's hideous grin dropped instantly and I knew.
I slowly turned just in time to see Matt's wife, Julie, walk in and stand beside her son, her jaw open wide. "Oh my god! What's going on?!"

I gave her a psychotic smirk and said, "say hello to fate!" In lightening speed I reached for my gun and with the help of years of practice I shot Julie right on her head. The bang was deafening and it stunned us all. Matt tried to reach for the gun yelling "NO" but it was way too late.

Matt's son Damon ran away but before I could do anything about it Matt pushed me back with shocking strength considering his current state. He punched my gut but I was stronger. I gave him one sharp blow on his head and pushed him against the wall with my hands around his neck, strangling him to death. He made chocking noises trying to pry away my hands but then suddenly went limp as I put an end to my ex-best friend's life.

I stepped away from his body, picking up my gun I went looking for his four-year-old son. It wasn't hard to find him. There he was not doing such a good job at hiding under the dining table. I reloaded and held my gun in position ready to shoot the boy as well. But as I peeked under to see Damon pushed against the chair hugging his knees as he cried silent tears, memories of Katherine flashed in my mind.

Her words, "second chances are not given to make things right. But are given to prove that we could be better even after we fall", rang through my mind. And I finally understood. I lowered the gun and instead raised my empty hand. When Damon didn't respond I spoke in a soothing voice, "its okay. I'm scared too." 

I saw the flicker of hope in his eyes as he hesitantly reached out for my hand. This wasn't his second chance. It was mine.

Author's Note

I'm still sixteen so pls forgive my.. Um.. Childishness? Btw, got this idea from a movie, hope its okay

Reviews

[barleygirl]

I like the overall idea of this convoluted situation, but I'm also a little confused about the relationships between people. Still, it's not necessary to understand these relationships, becuz the story is still compelling & interesting & leaving us with a lesson that's thought-provoking. I think your story is fine the way it is, but I'm also noticing that there's a teensy bit of "hurrying" happening here. I think if you slowed yourself down & took an extra minute to introduce each of your characters when they first appear in your story, this might help us understand the relationships. But I also get the idea that you are just giving us a "whoosh" effect of action while intentionally being mysterious about the players, as a storytelling style. Sometimes everything doesn't have to be crystal clear in a story! (((HUGS)))

[Anindita Janhabee]

An interesting piece ...
very nice and specially the starting part... it was heart wrenching... I liked the entire story.
Yet, I'd like to suggest that it'd be better if you'd have added some extra emotions after the death of the first character. Then, adding some more information or you can say emotions or even reaction of the second guy after his wife was shot dead would be nice...
that's all...
nice and interesting part with good wisdom flashing out...
gd job, I'm 15 and I'm childish too...

[Red Rose]

Hehe thanx! And ur right bout the emotions part. Also good to know dat I'm not the only one who is childish ;)

[Anindita Janhabee]

yep yep !!

[Lero Ro]

Your writing style is good, very good even. There's no unnecessary explanations or useless stuff and procrastination that could disturb reading or break the tension. Also I don't think you could call that childish.
But the second he said "Matt" I knew exactly what's going to happen. It was a bit of surprise he let the boy live tho.
I asked a friend about opinion as well so that I wouldn't give you completely one sided review, but we're both big book worms and agreed the story itself isn't that special, while the details and perfect descriptions, which tell you just enough to make you wonder what really happened, are absolutely gorgeous.
The story lacks on originality, but it's very nicely written and I'd love to read more of your work. :)

[Red Rose]

Thank a lot! I guess I should admit dat it's not a completely original idea (sorry :3 ). I was experimenting with dis website to see if its worth it before submitting any of my "original ideas", but I love writers cafe now! I love that u were being fair in ur review!! And wat u said makes absolute sense. Thanx again! :)

[Lero Ro]

tsk tsk tsk please be original XD and no problem :)