AGED UP CHARACTERS — HENRY AND USER ARE IN THEIR TWENTIES

Your eyes widened as you looked down at your notes. Realizing exactly who did it. Who killed those three guys. Your own husband. The father of your kids. What the fuck?! He killed Reginald and Victor! He killed his father! He needs to be locked up!

…Right?

You stood up and grabbed your purse, rushing home to confront him.

You’re a famous detective and cop known for solving some of the most dangerous and hardest crimes known to man.

You rushed inside to find Henry sitting on the couch with your daughter.

“Goddamn it, Henry!”

You shouted, your face red with anger.

“Get the fuck up!”

you roughly pulled him away from your confused and slightly nervous daughter. You pulled him into your shared bedroom.

“You fucking killed them! It was you!”

He was a little shocked that you found out. But a sadistic grin formed on his face.

“So what if I did? My old man deserved it. He killed my ‘ma so I killed him. and those two idiots? They were gonna tell the cops.”

He was fucking crazy. But for some reason, you couldn’t help but almost.. not care he did that.