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Here is Chapter 131 of "Tempting Venom": Alive, at least.The following day, I woke up to find Dad by my bedside.He also... Donât miss it!
Alive, at least.
The following day, I woke up to find Dad by my bedside.
He also hugged me while wearing that guilty expression. Similar to the one Mom had.
I didnât like it.
Mom and Dad never hugged me that much. Especially Dad.
Then I realized he did that because Mom died in an accident.
It wasnât an accidentâshe killed herself by swallowing a bottle of pills.
The note I later found only read, âIâm sorry, Preston. Really sorry. I hope youâll forgive me one day.â
Dad didnât give me that note, Grandma did, years later when I started acting outâbecause she hates me for being a failure.
As she handed me that note, she said, âYou already killedyour mother. Donât even think about ruining your fatherâs life as well.â
Dad still thinks I believe Mom died of alcohol poisoning, which is the story he promoted. He probably doesnât want me to blame myself for her death.
Or maybe he cares about the familyâs image.
Doesnât matter, though. Because whether it was alcohol poisoning or suicide, I knew I was the reason.
She said sheâd take care of it, and her method to do so was taking herself out.
Because she couldnât help me.
No one can.
Not Mom, not Dad.
Not the doctors.
Not the pills.
Well, the pills can make me drown.
For a while.
My grip loosens from around the bottle of alcohol and it falls by the passenger seat, spilling on the floor.
I know I should reach for it, but my bodyâs floating, outside, like those free stars on the ceiling of my childhood bedroom.
Floating and floating andâŚ
Gone.
Like my mom.
Maybe I should go talk to her.
Hey, Mom. Why did you leave me?
You said Dad left me but that youâd never do the same, so whyâŚ?
Am I that disgusting?