I placed the flowers on the grave of my dad and took a step away. I will be successful someday, for him, for me. Walking in search of Bill's daughter's gravestone, I felt animosity grow in me. I didn't manage to see my father for the last time all because of what happened to me. Bryan, my newfound nemesis. I could picture ways of revenge I could act on but each time I think about the cell I have lived in for the past 5 years, my anger would subside. Fear has generated in me, the fear of going back to that godforsaken place.
Fulfilling Bill's death wishes, I began my search for Bryan's residence. I didn't want to seek revenge, but I needed answers. I called him up only to realise that he has changed his number, went to his old home to realise that he has moved. I had no ways how to get to him.
Perhaps he was avoiding me after what he has done to me. That thought only generated more questions in my head. Was he feeling guilty after the incident? I have no idea. Just when I felt like giving up on the search for him, I saw his girlfriend sitting alone in a restaurant down the street. A glimmer of hope appeared in the midst of darkness.
'Michelle? Are you waiting for someone?'
'Sorry, I don't think I know you...'
She hurriedly packed up and wanted to leave. Her suspicious behaviour told me that she recognises me.
'I know you remember who I am. I have questions and you have the answers. Perhaps you should sit down before I do something about it.'
I wasn't really intending to do anything but it was the only way I could get her to stay.
'Where is Bryan? Why the fuck did he set me up?'
'I'm so sorry for what happened Dave, but I wasn't part of it. Bryan dumped me a couple of years back. I have no idea where he is too. Please let me off..'
'Give me answers and you are free to go.'
'Ok, you were a decoy for him to earn money. The truck you drove that carried the drugs were just a decoy to lure the police away. After the police gave chase to the truck you are in, Bryan drove the real loot to the destination. He made use of you for money Dave, he was never satisfied with what he has and wanted more. You were just a stepping stone to his success don't you see?'
I felt so used, so after all I was just a tool to earn money. It just increases my desire to kill him with my bare hands. I had no idea how to ease this anitpathy for him. Forgive and forget, easier said than done. How can I forgive him and forget what he has done after I have known the truth?
I needed a mental release, to get my mind off that incident. I have made a wrong judgement, it is too late to turn back time for me to alter this mishap. I needed to contemplate this adversity I'm facing......
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