Don’t play games(149)

“What? Do you — do you even know what you are saying? Jared was shot right in front of me, He bled and died in my hands! I watched the paramedics take him away!” I was having a mental background at the news.

I refused to believe that Jared was alive. It made absolutely no sense at all. I was there. I was right there, I saw him get shot and I even tried to save his life, the paramedics declared him dead and there was no pulse at all.

So what was Daniel on about?

“Look, I am sure that you are mis—” I began but my lips were shut by his next actions.

“Is this Jared?” He enquired almost immediately and shoved the photo in my face, I blinked as I registered the image. Sure enough, it looked like Jared, maybe his look alike, but not Jared, because my Jared was dead, I even held him in my hands as he took his last breaths.

Even the idea of him being alive freaked me out and sent chills down my spine. I have had to live with the guilt from that day and the only reason I asked Daniel to investig