OK, so I know I made Richard really evil but tehe he is! Mwuahaha hope you like the chapter guys. Please read and review.
As Jack walked out of the apartment Tru sat up and grabbed her boots and jacket. There was no way she was getting rest and leaving Richard ... who knows how much damage he could do in the space of her having an hour or so of sleep.
She walked towards the building where her father worked praying he was there and feeling guilty. She hated lying to Jack. As she neared the building she took a deep breath then walked through the double doors. As Tru blazed through the building she finally reached where Richard would be and opened the doors.
"Hey. Dad," she said bitterly, spitting the word dad out and looking at her dad who has been looking out of the window. "Long time no see."
"Tru." Richard said. "I was expecting you sooner or later but seriously I thought it would have been sooner. Not to worry," he said facing Tru then walking across to his chair. "Can I help you?" he asked as if there was nothing unnatural about this conversation.
Tru looked at him with pure hate. "You're the one who needs help." Tru spat out.
"Oh come on Tru. You're my daughter. Let's not argue. Sit down have some tea," Richard said mockingly.
Tru tried to keep calm, "This is all just some sick joke to you isn't it? You don't care who dies or gets hurt along the way. And don't you EVER EVER call me that again."
"Tru is your name whether you like it or not," Richard said taunting her.
"You know I don't, I don't have time for this!" Tru said trying not to show the anger she so wanted to let out. She didn't want to do something she'd regret later. "Just tell me why." She said through gritted teeth.
"Why what?"
"Mum, almost Harrison. Jack. Why?"
"I did it for your own good," Richard said taking something from his drawers.
Tru took a quick glance up to see what it was but couldn't make it out. Tears were starting to fall as she was realising how truly evil her dad was. She looked directly at her dad and said angrily, "What you thought that taking everyone I have ever cared about would be "for my own good" are you totally crazy or just plain stupid? When I was younger I looked up to you. Adored you. Admired you and now look where we are. I have hated a lot of people before." Tru said. "But I have never wished for any of them to die. Not until today."
"Glad I could help." Richard said sarcastically then added, "You know I can't believe I hired someone to kill your mum when I could have done it myself but hey I'll make up for lost time." Richard said revealing the object that he had took out of his drawer was a gun. He lifted it up and pointed it at Tru.
"Any last words?"
Tru tried not to let any more tears flow. "The only words I have to say to you is go to hell!"
She closed her eyes tight as she saw her dad pull the trigger on the gun. She wanted to move, run. Anywhere but here but she couldn't she was numb. Shocked. Paralyzed. Petrified. There was no way she could move so she was just going to have to take it… this was the end.
