The Suicidal Killer

Funeral

Erelah POV

"If you are near a nuclear blast, you will die with no pain because the explosion will kill you faster than your brain detects pain." I looked at the man next to me, he was holding the book where he was reading what was written there. I frowned as he closed the book and I could see its title.

"Where is the nuclear plant here?" He asked then looked at me, I looked away then signed of the cross.

"Please forgive him for what he is thinking." I whispered then re -signed of the cross, I heard his weak laugh cause me to look at him.

"You're weird." My lips parted because of what he said, coming from suicidal maniac?

I didn't know he ignored me, I just looked at the front where papa's relatives were standing. Gradually I felt pain and sadness as I watched them cry, I close my eyes again as I remember how dad fell as Damon pulled me away from the mob that day.

"Why don't you approach your dad?" Damon whispered to me that he was next to me, I looked at him, he was looking at me so I smiled and then shook.

"Why?" He asked, I took a deep breath then looked at papa's relatives who were in front and crying.

For what else? they will not accept me if I go in front and cry like them. It is enough for me that I am far away.

"Hey, I'm asking you why you don't approach your dad, are you afraid of the dead?" Damon asked but I ignored him. I was just surprised when he stood up so I looked at him, he looked at me seriously and suddenly grabbed my hand and then pulled me upright.

"D-Damon--" I couldn't continue what I was about to say when he pulled me closer to papa's coffin where his wife and son were standing, my eyes widened and I was suddenly nervous because there might be a scene here on the hill. papa.

I felt the gaze of the guests as Damon dragged me closer to papa's coffin, I swallowed and was about to release him as he tightened his grip on my hand. At the same time, we stopped walking when we were in front of papa's coffin. I was devastated to see my father's wife and son looking at us.

"Cry." I looked at Damon when he said that, he was looking at me, I looked at my dad's wife and son who were looking at us.

"Who are you?" His son asked, Damon looked over there.

"Who are you too?" Damon asked here so I closed my eyes and then held Damon's hand so that he could look at me, I turned to my father's wife and son and then smiled.

"Condolences." I said then peeked at papa's coffin, my tears immediately dripped then looked at his wife and child again. "I'm sorry for the inconvenience." When I said that i pulled Damon away, I could feel the stares of the people here as we made our way outside. My tears just kept flowing as if it had lives of its own.

"Papa--"

"Don't call me papa, didn't I pay your mother just to keep you away from me? What are you doing here? Do you need money? You can't find anything from me."

"Dad, I'm here because I want to be with you--"

"I'm fine, I don't want to be with you. Leave before my wife and son can see you."

Not once, have I experienced him call me daughter, or treat me his child. It took me three years to find him but the day I found him, he just rejected me and drove me away.

All I want is for him to be with me as my father, even for the last moment, even for a few minutes. But every time I remembered how he would drive me away a few times, pain and anger flowed through me. But now that he is gone, All the anger, loneliness and pain caused by him driving me away are gone and replaced by sadness.

Sadness, because I never heard the word son from him, Sadness because even with his last breath it was as if I could hear his voice telling me to drive me away.

"Erelah." I stopped walking and turned to Damon who was holding my hand, while my tears continued to flow. His face was serious as he looked at me, I couldn’t read his emotion so I bowed down.

"N-no, I can't introduce myself as his daughter, because it will ruin his family." Crying I said, I feel like I’m a kid who’s been bullied by everyone and complains to Damon. "I-I can't call him papa in front of a lot of people, because he'll be ruined by those. I'll ruin his name." I cried and cried all the time.

"I-I want to call him papa, I want to hug him but, but he keeps a name so, so even in the last moments of his life I can't call him dad, because his wife and child will be hurt. "I said crying as I bowed.

"F-for him I'm just a big sin he committed--" I didn't finish what I was about to say when he suddenly pulled me closer to him and hugged me, making me even more upset. I was like a child as he hugged me, crying as he hugged me.

"T-three years, it took me to find him, but, but he just pushed me away." His hug with me got worse. I close my eyes as I cry in his arms around me.

"I-I just want to experience what others experience when they have a father with them, S-so I looked for him because I thought, I thought he would accept me."

"Hold on." He said coldly as he hugged me, all I could do was cry and hugged him back.

"It's not your thing to cry." He whispered then let go of my hug, he looked at me and I saw the smile on his face, a smile that was real and unpretentious. I was shocked when he wiped my tears with his handkerchief.

"What should have happened has happened, we have no choice but to accept what has happened." He said as he wiped away my tears. "We'll find out who did it to your father and pay for it." I was stunned by what he said.

"Do you want to know what your father said before he took his breath away?" He asked why my heart beat faster, I just stared at him then nodded slowly. He lowered his hand then looked at me and stood up straight.

"Erelah." He said reason for my chest to tighten. "That's the last thing he said before he lost his breath."