A Little's Death

A Little's Death

A thunder rang.

Mark woke up suddenly because of the loud noise, and BamBam, his little white cat, who was sleeping in his lap jumped and got under the bed, scared to death.

Mark got on his knees and took him out of his bed, he passed his hands over his cat’s head until he started to purr, he picked up the book he had been reading before falling asleep and went to bed with BamBam curled next to him, without having a clue about what was going to happen, he opened the book and continued with his reading.

The second thunder ran

Mark had a terrified BamBam between his hands, trying to calm him down. Mark's phone beeped because of a text message from his best friend Jackson, it said

"JB called me, he told me that Jin is out of himself, Tae finally died, be careful, I don’t like the way he sounded, that was not a normal advice"

Mark got nervous, tried to continue his reading but was completely unable to concentrate on it, so he put it away and got up with BamBam between his hands and went to the kitchen in order to serve himself some tea in order to calm down, he took a sip from the cup and closed his eyes and remembered.

The third thunder rang

BamBam was already getting used to the loud noises, so he almost didn’t move.

Mark remembered that terrible night when Jin, his neighbor, entered the house in the middle of the party, all wet because of the terrible rain outside, but even then you could distinguish the tears rolling down his face.

He started yelling desperately, looking at everyone with pure fear in his eyes while saying

-Help me, help me please! Someone broke into my house and has my little brother trapped in the basement, he doesn’t know I saw him, please, I need to rescue him!

But everyone was drunk, really drunk, and they just ignored Jackson. But Mark wasn’t. Not at all.

The fourth thunder rang

This time, BamBam didn’t move at all, but his owner jumped and spilled a little bit of tea in his hands and got burned, he hissed and opened the taps and put his hand under it, waiting for the cold water to calm down his pain, but he couldn’t stop thinking in that terrible night.

Jin realized that he wasn’t drunk and approached him, Mark knew Tae, Jin’s little brother, he was one of the most adorable kids he had ever saw, and he was brilliant, he had a bright future ahead, so he followed him after getting an umbrella and calling the police, and carefully they both got into Jin's house.

The fifth thunder rang

Jin was going to distract the intruder and Mark will hit him in the back of the head with a bottle, they didn’t have time to wait for the police, from the living room they could hear Tae's yells for help, he was only twelve. They silently went down the basement and Jin got in and with his voice trembling demanded the intruder to let them go, he laughed and turned his back to the door in order to talk and probably also chain Jin, it was the perfect timing for him to react, but he froze, and when he decided to do something, the intruder saw him, knocked him out and shot Tae.

They should have waited for the police.

The sixth thunder rang

The police got in just a second after, chained the killer and they took Tae to a clinic, but his

condition was serious, it was possible he wouldn’t make it, and that day, the light of Jin's life got turned off and Tae's beautiful squared smiled disappeared. Now Jin blamed him for his death because if he had reacted as he said he would, nothing would have happened. Above the noise of the rain he heard the back door getting opened, Mark himself couldn’t live with the pain of being responsible of that angel's death, so he didn’t move and waited for the knife that finished with his life, he gulped and pronounced his last words.

“I’m sorry”

Jin ran away, scared of what he had done, regretting the fact that he allowed the terrible feeling of revenge control him, he had killed an innocent man.

The last thunder rang

BamBam kept sleeping, peacefully.

By Camila Orozco, Step 9