last time

William's P O V

This huge luxurious hospital room was filled with a sterile smell, while my brother lying on the bed in the middle of the room with all the life support system.

His chest is moving up and down in a mechanical rhythm, showing the only form of life in his body. His beautiful, kind eyes are closed, and his strong body becomes so weak that he can't even move.

My body froze at the sight to the point I couldn't even move closer to him. I stood there, just staring at him, staring at the almost lifeless body in the bed.

I felt an invisible hand crawling up to my heart and squeezing my heart in a painful hold. I couldn't do anything other than stand near the door and feel the most painful moment.

"Come in and look at our brother, William," Noah's voice filled with his pain reached my ear while his eyes are staring at my unmoving form. He knows about me and my condition, he knows how much I love my brother, but one thing he doesn't know is how I feel! He must have known that I feel so fucking horrible, but not to what extent.

I would kill anyone in the world if I could to bring back my brother and sister-in-law to life and to be like before. They are my only family.

I moved my eyes to Noah from my brother. His eyes are filled with tears, and he looks so sad and worried about me. I blinked a few times without understanding why is he even worried.

I should be worried about him because I am not the one crying. My eyes are so fucking dry, and I can't say the same to him.

"Cry, Idiot! Fucking Cry! Don't be in the shell! Come out! Talk to our brother and I am sure he will wake up soon!" I can barely hear his voice and I don't know what is going on.

"William, you are such a bad boy, you know?"

"Da... Dad?" I tried to whisper, but it only came out as a thought.

My eyes widened as the realization hit me. I getting in the shell that my brother and Lolita had tried hard to get me out.

"You are the reason for your mother's death, and now Lolita is also dead. Then your brother, who loved you more than himself, is trapped in a body that can't move. " His voice came again, squeezing my heart even harder.

"No! I am not the reason for their death! I didn't do anything! I only tried to protect them!" shouted back at him, not agreeing with any mistakes that he pointed at me, just like how Lolita taught me.

"You are at fault. If you stopped them at the door, then Lolita could have been alive. Your brother could have calmed down and cleared out their misunderstanding. You let them go and that is the reason he is lying on the bed like a dead man. " His voice came again and this time harsher, just like how my dad used to speak with me.

"Get back to your senses, idiot! We need to find the real culprit! They should go through all the pain in the world! Get out of the shell! We have lots of work!" I heard Noah's shaky yet strong voice through the shell that was covered with my dad's harsh voice.

I closed my eyes, and shook my head, repeating the same thing " I didn't do anything! I should punish those fuckers that hurt my only 2 families!".

I slowly opened my eyes, breaking that shell, the shell of my father's voice or the only place my father has his power over me. My eyes landed on my brother, who is lying on the bed like a dead man, and I whispered, "I promise to investigate everything and find that fucker who is behind your condition and Lolita's death, brother".

Then I walked out of the room, followed by Noah, as I said "Transfer my brother to our private hospital and increase the security!".

He stared at me for a few seconds and nodded his head, saying "yes" then continued after a few seconds "What about you? Are you good? Did you enter that shell again? do you want me to call Mary?".

"No! Just do as I told you!" I replied, walking out of the hospital. If I remember correctly, Mr. Leonardo was preparing Lolita's body to be buried.

"Now, where are you going?" He asked again, getting in the car and sitting in the passenger seat.

"To attend my sister-in-law's funeral," I replied, starting the road with my eyes filled with pain and tears, shooting my whole body with the pain. 

"What? Isn't Lolita still in the hospital?!" He asked, still not knowing about Leonardo.

"If my guess is correct, he should have brought her to his special cemetery where he only has a place for his right hand and their families," I answered, ignoring his question and driving towards their place.

"But Why? Isn't she his daughter? His only daughter? They should bury her in the mount of life, their family Cemeteries" He asked, confused.

"That's because..... Her body is ....." My hand around the steering wheel tightened as I couldn't say it, and it was even more torturous to think. I closed my eyes and slowly opened them, whispering, "Her body was beyond burn and it is hard to transfer her preserved body to another country".

Noah leaned back, as he couldn't think about it. She is like our mother, even though she is only a few years older than us.

We both never felt any mother's love and seeing her being a mother figure made us so happy, but who thought She could leave our life this soon?

I will find that fucker and kill him! I will make them go through hell... No! worse than hell and make them beg me to stop that torture to kill them. But still, I won't kill them and continue the torture till the very end.

Both physically and mentally.

I stopped the car in front of the Cemetery and got out of the car, along with Noah.

I saw so many cars and people in front of the Cemeteries, and I knew they were there to block me.

I took my cell phone and called Mr. Leonardo, saying "Can I please see her for the last time?".

I can't fight him now, not because he is stronger than me, but because I am not in the state of fighting someone that Lolita loves.

Even though she chose my brother over her father, she still loves him and always tries to reach out to her father. I always feel so guilty and avoid facing him in the business.

"Do you fucking think that I will let my daughter's killer's brother see her? I am controlling myself from killing you and your brother, fucker!" He shouted from the other side of the phone.

"Please... I am not here as a William Black! I am... I am here as someone who loves her more than myself..... I am here as someone who looks at her as a mother.... so please let us inside for a few minutes... I wanna be with her at least at this time... please," I begged for the first time in my life for one person. I never begged anyone before.