Oblivion

Chapter 20

"Why'd you lie?" I questioned my dad who was sitting across from me on the kitchen island.

Paxton and I stood on one side of the island while William and my dad sat on the bar stools across from us.

"I was protecting you, Ivy." My dad replied.

"That doesn't answer my question."

My dad sighs.

"You were weak," He began. "I needed to make you strong."

I stared at him completely demented.

"If you killed Randy because you were told to, no matter the circumstance that would prove to me that you were strong." He went on.

"What are you talking about?" I inquired.

"I made sure you went to kill him even though he was innocent. I needed to make sure you wouldn't be innocent until after he was dead." He answered.

"Why though?" Paxton asked.

"So you would stop feeling guilty all the time." He replied. "You were becoming weak, Ivy. I needed to fix that." He added.

"So you wanted me to kill an innocent man?"

"I didn't have a choice."

"God dad, you know how stupid you sound right now." I snapped.

I was furious, I was not weak. I was human, just like Paxton said.

"I'm sorry Ivy." He said, in a silent voice.

"I don't need your stupid apology." I huffed.

"So you killed him because she couldn't?" Paxton quieres.

"We didn't kill him, someone else did." William replied.

"What?" I ask, confused.

"If you didn't kill him, who did?" Paxton cajoled.

William just shrugged.

"That's why we left. We needed to go find out who did it." My dad said.

"Why didn't you tell us?" I asked.

"Because we wanted you to finish the mission." He answered.

"How do we know that you didn't set up all the other men we have to kill?" I asked, on the verge of punching him in the face.

"Ivy please, I said I'm sorry." My dad pleaded.

"And I said that I didn't need your apology."

"We need you to kill Albert Miller." William interrupts.

"Which one is that?" Paxton asks.

William reaches into his pocket and pulls out a small photograph of Albert. He had black hair, brown eyes and had tattoos all down his strong muscular arms.

I stared down at the photo. I wasn't sure if I trusted either of them after they lied to us about Randy, but I needed to finish this mission.

"Where do we have to go?" I ask.

"Wisconsin."