Blame It On The Pain Episode 51
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π§ Blame It On The Pain FIFTY ONE:
(Jackson)
Iβm running through the city streets like a madman and screaming Lillyβs nameβ¦wishing everything was different.
I never once regretted ki lling him.
I never once regretted taking his lifeβ¦never had a single ounce of remorse for being a mu rderer.
I never thought I would.
I never had a reason to.
My soul feels like itβs split right down the middle.
Half of it belongs to Lilly- I know that even in the afterlifeβ¦weβre tied together and our bond will never be broken.
The other half of my soul belongs to Alyssa.
The rest of me is stuck in turmoil because I donβt know how to process this new feeling and I donβt think I can handle what it must mean. Because if it means, what I think it meansβ¦I donβt think I can live with myself.
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I reach my apartmentβ¦at least, I think I do. Iβm a complete mess. I donβt know how Iβm functioning or taking in air.
I must be worse off than I thought because when Lou-Lou finds me on the floor in the lobby. She freaks the fk out, picks up her phone and dials Tyrone. βI donβt know, Tyrone. He just keeps screaming for Lilly. Get your as s down here!β she yells into the phone.
Less than a minute later Tyroneβs helping me up the steps. He tells me that itβs going to be okay. He also mumbles something about him calling Momma and her taking the next flight out here.
Iβm too far gone to be embarrassed by being such a wuss at this point.
He sits me down on the couch and pats my back. βJackson, please talk to me. I know you hate talking. But right now youβre really scaring the sht out of me.β
I feel some wet sht on my face and I canβt stop myself from screaming Lillyβs name again.
I keep imagining what it would be like if she was still here nowβ¦.living. She would be gearing up for graduation, probably valedictorian because she was so smartβ¦and I would be so proud of her. I would tell her how proud of her I was.
Iβd sneak into her first courtroom case and cheer for her in the background. Iβd probably be fi ghting the urge to punΒ’h the judge if he ever dared to rule against her. But, Iβd make her hot chocolate with cinnamon and whipped cream if she lost the case.
I close my eyesβ¦the wet stuff on my face is getting worse, and my thoughts are firing off like a cannon.
Maybe, sheβd be an aunt now. I always wanted to have a family. My kids would adore herβ¦I know they would. She would be the best aunt in the entire world.
Lilly would have liked Alyssa. She would have been concerned at first, like the good sister she was; but I know she ultimately would have ended up loving her, just like I do.
The reality slams into me like a blazing wildfire.
Iβll never have any of that now. And neither will she.
Thereβs no graduation, no first courtroom case, no hot chocolate, no family, and no Alyssa.
Because Lillyβs tiny body is de ad on the floor beside the couch. Her pink nails have bIood caked under themβ¦because she fought like hβll. Just like her big brother would have wanted her to.
But she lost her fi ght. Because I didnβt protect her like a big brother should.
But I got vengeance for her.
I murd ered that son-of-a-bch for ki lling my baby sister.
So, how could I have a moment of regret?
I wipe the tears off my face and look at Tyrone. βIf I love Alyssaβ¦it will mean that I love Lilly less.
It will mean that I accept Lillyβs de ath and that in the end, Iβm okay with what happened to her because I had a moment of regret for mu rdering Mike when Alyssa told me she loved me.β
He looks confused but I continue, βSo you see, I canβt love Alyssa because I canβt not love Lilly.
If I love Alyssa, then I have to regret both loving Lilly in the first place because I have to be fine with her de ath and regret ki lling him.β
Tyrone shakes his head. βIβm not following you. Did you tell Alyssa the truth about everything?β
I lean forward and put my head in my hands. βNo. But letβs just say that Iβm certain sheβll want nothing to do with me if she ever finds out.β
He scowls. βYou donβt know that, Jackson. There are extenuating circumstances and you know it. Again, I think youβre not giving her the benefit of the doubt here and just assumingββ
βHer father was mur dered. I canβt go into any more detail about it because itβs not my place, but her father was mur dered when she was a kid.
Letβs just say that she has a very set in stone outlook when it comes to mu rder in general. Trust me.β
He stands up and runs a hand along his jaw. βItβs not always black and white or cut and dry.β I open my mouth to tell him that for her it is, but he cuts me off. βAnd I think that if you told her, not only would she see thatβ¦but you would as well.β He holds up a finger. βHowever, we have a few more things to work out before we come back to that. Starting with you and your feelings.
First, I do think you need to accept Lillyβs de ath. It doesnβt mean that you loved her any less and it sure as heck doesnβt make you a bad brother for accepting it.
It simply means that you are aware that her de ath happened, that you processed it.β He sighs. βAnd you need to process it, Jacksonβ¦because sheβs not coming back.
No matter how many people you beat up in that cage or how much you blame yourselfβit will never bring her back. Her life is overβ¦but yours doesnβt have to be. She wouldnβt want thatβ¦she would want you to go on living. You know Iβm right, brother.β
I nod my head softly and he continues, βWhich brings me to Alyssa. Now, you said before that you canβt love her because you felt this moment of regret about ki lling him.β
βYeah. Iβve never had that feeling before. I donβt know how to explain it. But, I know I donβt regret getting vengeance for Lilly.
So I donβt understand how I had this moment of regret becauseββ I pause because my heads going around in circles right now and I donβt know how to sort out my thoughts.
TO Be Continued