Jack
There is little hope in this case. If this wasn't my son, we would just say a prayer and get back to work. But not this time, this is different. I was afraid, praying everyday that my son would be found alive and well. But that's an impossible possibility, because they found his bloody shoe by the Villa River, twenty minutes from his school, ten minutes from our house. They found even more blood around the shoe, and hoping to find the body.
"Mr. and Mrs. Fenton." Officer Brandon spoke, all sitting down at the couch at the station. He handed us each Decaf coffees and a muffin as he began to speak.
"We have a few questions for both of you." Maddie and I exchanged glances. "Was Villa River a common spot for you?" Maddie nodded.
"Yes, we go there every summer, it's just ten minutes from our house. We go there all the time." She squeezed her muffin softly. He took a note of it.
"Did Danny go there often? In particularly, by himself?" She found out what was going on.
"Was he hurt? Did you found him?" She started to shake as tears started slowly ride down her cheeks.
"We found his shoe..And blood." Maddie dropped the muffin and coffee in a heartbeat, and put her hand in her face and started to sob. The tears started pouring down my cheeks as well.
"I am so sorry." He said. "This has turned into a case that we never wanted. There has been a possibility that he has been murdered. Officials are looking for his body night and day."
"His body?" I stuttered. He closed his eyes.
"I am so sorry." I swear, my whole world just crashed down then.
"Dad!" Jazz yelled from upstairs, "Mom wants you!" I opened my eyes a groaned. I really didn't want to get off the couch. But my wife needs me right know. I slowly got up, and dragged myself upstairs. I walked in our room, with the tearful eyes glaring at me.
"I need a backrub." Maddie spat. I was somewhat hurt at that outburst, but soon got over it. Walked over and on to the bed and rubbed her back. Water started drip on my palms, realizing she was crying.
"I don't know what to do anymore." She whispered, "My sons gone. My little boy, that I raised and cared for…Gone." I was a little taken back when she said, that she raised it. Wasn't I apart of this. I chuckled.
"Don't you mean us, sweetie? We raised him, you must be delirious!" She slapped my hand away and turned to me.
"No, I did." She replied.
"What? Honey, we raised him! Me and you! I wonder if this a side effects of the medication…" She glared at me, and frowned like she was doing a death glare.
"I raised him! You were always at the lab, or at the store getting fudge!" Maddie screamed. "No way in hell, we raised him!" She jumped out of bed, starting to walked away.
"Honey!" I said.
"Don't you honey me! You know it from the bottom of your little fudge heart! I just ignored it because-"She paused.
"That's just the thing. I don't know why, I kept it in." She looked at me with sad, crying eyes, and left the room. I chased her down the stairs.
"Maddie! We can talk about this!" She ignored me and went into the basement, and Maddie went to the lab. I grabbed the shoulder, and then she screamed.
"Go away!" I backed off.
"Maddie, I- go away." She growled, facing me. She went to the coat closet and got some of her clothes out there. I widened my eyes.
"Maddie! Okay, I'm sorry, can we work this out? Please?" I was officially panicking. Tear will spilling out of Maddie's eyes.
"I need time to myself." And headed upstairs. Who was me to stop her? I slumped my shoulders, and let me tears poor. Was I a bad husband?
R-Ring, R-Ring
I looked at the phone, and sighed. This is worst timing. Ever.
"Hello?"I whispered, trying to hold back tears.
"Mr. Fenton? This is Officer Brandon with Brandon. We have some news"