But you must understand my reasoning.
He is obsessed with you. He will do anything to get to you. I am his son. I guess he thinks blood relation is equal to servitude. But with power and obsession, and even desperation, holds a knife over his head. While his hand holds the rope that slowly chokes my life away, at a gentle tug.
And think, that your presentation is equal to my freedom. It's mind rattling. I know, I am a horrid person. I'm not above thinking that. I'm not going to deny the truth. But I am a selfish creature by nature. No, not nature, but nurture. If the tables were flipped, you wouldn't do this to me.
But this is why I'm in my position. You can't run. I won't let you hide. Think of it as making you a stronger person. If I turn you in, you'll fight to get out. If you succeed, you deserve it. If you don't, then, you're just not worthy.
Simple.
I have a family. I have a wife and child. You are an orphan. You have nothing. I do. And this is the thought that will help me sleep at night. You have nothing to live for, and I do.
If you get out, don't find me. I don't think you deserve to die. I only think I'm more worthy to live.
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Song: Missing by Evanescense
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