Sandy walked back into the bedroom to see Reva slowly coming to. He knelt down beside her and held her. "Reva…" he whispered softly.
Reva looked up at Sandy, instantly noticing the marks on his neck. "Sandy…" she said. "Oh my God, Sandy… What happened to you?"
Sandy swallowed nervously. "It's nothing Reva…" he said softly. "Can… Can you get up?"
Reva stood up and looked past him, her eyes welling up with tears. "This can't be real, Sandy…" she said. "Please, Sandy… Please, tell me that this is all just a bad dream that I'm going to wake up from very soon…"
Sandy stood up and took her hand, leading her out of the bedroom and away from the corpses. She followed willingly.
"Reva… I… You know I can't tell you that… But there is something that I need to tell you…"
"They're not dead, right?" Reva said. "They're not really dead, right? That's what you need to tell me…"
"No… Reva… But… I… I know who killed them…"
"Who?" Reva asked. "Who could do something like this, Sandy? Who could do something this horrible, this vile, this disgusting?"
"I will tell you in a second, Reva… But… But first I need to tell you that I…"
"That you what?" Reva asked.
"Reva, I… I'm not… I… I'm not your son…"
Reva stared at him incredulously. "What?" She asked, completely heartbroken at the prospect.
"I'm not your son, Reva… And… Jonathan… Your… Your real son… He's the one… He… He did this… Reva, I'm sorry…"
Reva slapped Sandy across the face.
Sandy winced, momentarily turning away from her, his eyes burning.
"You worthless little piece of trash!" She yelled. "How could you do this to my family?"
"I never set out to hurt anyone…" Sandy pleaded, looking back into her eyes. "I… I love you Reva, you hafta know that…"
"SHUT UP! Shut up, Sandy! I don't wanna hear it!"
"Reva… I'm sorry… I'm so, so sorry… You hafta know how sorry I am…"
"You came into my life… You made me love you… You… I took you into my family…"
"Reva…"
"You were gonna tell me, weren't you? The other day… You were gonna tell me…"
"I just…"
"And why didn't you tell me then? Why'd you back out?"
"I couldn't… I couldn't do it… You… You looked at me, Reva… And you… You had so much love in your eyes and you weren't even… You weren't angry or anything… You weren't disappointed… I couldn't do it… I couldn't… I couldn't break your heart like that…"
"And you don't think it's breaking right now? You have no idea, Sandy, what that's like… I had to walk in here… And my sister is dead… And my husband is dead… And they were sleeping together for I don't know how long… And now to find out that you're not even my son… And my real son is behind this… How do you even know that, Sandy? Huh? You expect me to believe it? You've been lying to me this whole time! Why shouldn't I think you're lying now?"
"Reva… I'm telling the truth, ok… Why… Why… Why would I be telling you this if it wasn't true?"
"To hurt me… Maybe that's what you wanted since you came into town… Maybe… Maybe you really are my son and you're just trying to hurt me because I left you…"
"No… No… I'm not like that! I'm not like him!"
"No? Not like him how? You don't hurt people, Sandy? You didn't come to town just to hurt me?"
"I love you, Reva… I love your family… I do…"
"You know I should've known better… I mean yeah you acted angry towards me at first but you warmed up to me so fast I shoulda known you wouldn't forgive being abandoned that easily… And now… Now I have no one…. What am I gonna do now, Sandy? I just wanna lay here and scream and cry and cry some more!"
"You have me, Reva…"
"NO!"
"You have me… I love you…"
"They're dead, Sandy! They're dead! Can you not see that? Did… Did you not go in there and see they're dead? They're dead! They're both… They're dead!"
"I'm sorry… I'm so sorry, Reva… I'm sorry… I'm sorry…"
"How could you lay something like this on me now? Just to clear your own conscience? Do you know how selfish that is?"
"I'm not being selfish… I'm telling you this now because… I don't want you to find out some other way… I'm telling you this now because when the police get here I have to tell them that I know who did this so that they can find him and put him in jail where he belongs…"
"Oh, so you're doing this for me? Huh, Sandy? Well you tell me this then, what made you think he would never come here, huh?"
"Does… Doesn't matter…"
"Yes it does! You don't think I deserve to know that much?"
"I… I thought he was dead, ok?"
"WHAT? You mean you've believed he's been dead this whole time and you… What? This little game you've been playing… My son's been dead and you didn't even bother to tell me? What, Sandy? The thought never crossed your mind that I might like to know that information?"
"But he's not dead because I saw him… I saw him tonight… He tried to…"
"He tried to what, Sandy? He tried to what?"
"He tried to… Kill me…"
"And why would my son do that?"
"Because he's insane!"
"Did you try to kill him, Sandy? Is that why you thought he was dead?"
"It was an accident! He fell!"
"Did he, Sandy? Did he really?"
"I tried… Tried to pull him up… I did… I did, Reva… But… I should've… I tried to pull him up… And then he slipped… And he fell… I saw him fall… So far down…"
"What were you two even doing up so high?"
"He used to… He liked to go up there when we…" Sandy swallowed nervously, unable to finish the sentence. "And then he was… He was high and… He… He just… I told him not to stand by the edge and…"
"My son did not do this, Sandy!" Reva screamed, unable, or at least unwilling, to believe that her own son could do such a hideous thing. "My son would not! No! My son! NO! NO! NO, my son! He's not a murderer, Sandy! He's not! He's not!"
"He… Reva… I'm sorry… It had to've been him… It had to've been him… It can't be a coincidence… He tried to kill me twice tonight… And what they just happen to get shot, Reva?"
"Twice?"
"He tried to strangle me in the alleyway…. When I got home… There was a bomb… I did… I didn't even hear it… If Jeffrey wouldn't've been… Been there… Then I'd be dead too…"
"Jeffrey? What does he have to do with any of this? Why was he even at your house, Sandy? Sandy?"
"Doesn't matter, Reva… Doesn't matter… Ok… I know… Look, I know you hate me, ok… And you hafta know… I never meant to hurt anyone… I… If I'd a known he was back in town I woulda told you…"
"If he tried to kill you twice I'm sure there was some time between those two attempts… Why didn't you tell me then, huh? Why, Sandy?"
"Reva… I… The first time he tried I was so drunk… And I was high… And… I thought I was seein' things… I thought I'd lost my mind, I mean…"
"Then why? Why're you so sure this is him?"
"Because the bomb, I mean… Who else? I know that he knows how to make 'em… And besides, far as I know, nobody else wants me dead…"
"I won't believe it! Any of this, Sandy! I don't even know why I'm standing here, listening to this drivel… Ok, because I don't know how much longer I can go without sobbing uncontrollably… So… So if you'll excuse me now, Sandy…"
"Reva, wait!" Sandy said shakily, unable to hold back a stream of tears.
"Just shut up, Sandy!" Reva yelled, her own face completely tear-streaked by now as well. "Just shut up and let me grieve!"