115. On your side

The emotion within Jamie swirled in all its fury, growing so magnanimous that he struggled to contain it within himself. He felt himself shake, growing suffocated with each passing second. He could no longer stay in the room. His feet took him away from his mother, going to the window. As he reached it, he swung them open and shoved his head out, reeling in a deep breath. He felt beads of sweat trickle down his forehead and along the tip of his cold nose. She felt a touch on his shoulder then, urging him to turn around but he resisted.

“Jamie, please.” His mother sobbed, “Look at me.”

“Get out of here.” He said in a low voice.

“Jamie…”

“I don't want to look at you.” He said, whirling around. “You and your husband, what a fucked up pair you are. One kills his own child and the other covers for him. That was bloody loyal of you, mother.”

“What else was I supposed to do?” She cried, “If I had revealed the truth to you, he would’ve killed me too.”

Jamie scoffed, looking away. There