Going Home: Chapter 3

"A couple'a years ago, when I was in college, I got in with the wrong people. They got me inta' smokin' and drinkin', and we did it often. One night, we were all at some club, I don't remember the name of the place, but a fight started. A bunch of us headed out back to the alley, where they surrounded me and this other guy. We were both drunk out of our minds, and could barely stand. Everybody was yelling, and then things got worse. The police found out, and a copper showed up. He pulled out his gun, waving it around. He screamed for everybody to get down, but nobody did. The guy I was up against decided that it was a good idea to try and jump me, so he attacked. He had a knife, and woulda' even killed me if I hadn't been faster. I got out of his way, tackling the copper instead. I somehow drunkenly wrestled his gun away, and pointed it at him. The other guy slashed at me, cutting a gash in my side. I whirled around, shooting him dead center in his chest. I shot him a second time, and a third, making sure he was fully dead. The cop shouted for backup, and then I shot him too."

Cain paused for breath. "I- I killed two people that night, Matt... when cops showed up, tyhey found me unconscious and bleeding from that gash in my side. I was passed out on top of two dead bodies. They took me to a hospital to get stitched up, and then I was jailed. Three years I was stuck in that awful jail, wasting my life away. The year I left, I decided I was going to change. I was going to be a new person. I did some odd jobs to earn money, worked at the diner and stuff. My parents all but disowned me, and my dad forbid me from talking to any of the family. A few years after I got out of jail, I was drafted into this war, and then... you know the rest."

Matt hugged him close. "I promised I wouldn't run off, and I don't plan on doing so any time soon. I'll always be with you, and I don't care who you used to be. We've all done thing we weren't proud of, sure. I'm not going to judge you on who you used to be."

"Thanks, mate." Cain laid down on the bed.

""You're welcome. I'll always be by your side." Matt whispered, laying down next to him.

The two fell asleep quickly, dreaming about their pasts.