Loving True by Marie Rochelle Read Free Book Online

couldn’t save you,” he muttered looking down at them.
    “Can someone please cover up the bodies,” Officer Morrow asked. Hayward felt Officer’s Morrow eyes on him, but he didn’t care. He was grieving for his family. A few seconds later from the corner of his eye, he saw him walked away to finish cleaning up the accident scene.
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    Samantha Myason narrowed her eyes at her son-in law, as he watched the police officer walk away from him. Shoving her body away from her husband’s she raced over to him. “Samantha, wait,” her husband yelled, but she ran even faster.
    She raised her hand and slapped Hayward hard across the face. “My daughter and grandson would be alive if it wasn’t for you,” she cried “You killed them with your indifference. Why couldn’t you have been home for your own son’s party? For once in your life you needed to think about someone other than yourself, but you couldn’t, could you?" She hurled her words at Hayward . She didn’t want him to have emotions for them now that they were dead. “ Tyler finally believed you were going to keep your promise and you didn’t.” She reached back to slap him again, but her husband grabbed her. She fell crying into his arms.  
    Her husband glanced at Hayward over her head. “It’s best you leave before I hit you myself,” Richard Myason snarled.
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    Hayward turned and walked away touching his stinging cheek. How am I going to deal with this? He had never loved Brooke, but he never wanted her to die. Why in the world did his son have to die? He was such a sweet and giving little boy. He had such hope and dreams for his son, now all of it was gone. He got into his car. Where am I supposed to go? He was not going to set foot in that house. Not with all of Tyler ’s birthday decorations all over the house. Going back to the office was not an option either. Just the thought of it made him sick. A hotel was the best solution. He started the car and headed to the nearest one.
    It took him close to an hour to get there. After checking in, Hayward went to his room still thinking about the huge void in his life. He would never see his son’s dimpled smile, hear his cute laugh.   There would be no more bedtime stories, or playing hide and seek. Tyler wouldn’t run into the bedroom anymore screaming, "Wake up daddy.” Hayward picked up his drink that he fixed only ten minutes ago and threw it across the room. The glass hit the wall shattering into pieces. He collapsed to the floor, sobs raking his body.
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    A buzzing sound brought Hayward out of his sleep the next morning. Staring around, it took a few minutes for yesterday’s events to come rushing back to him. “I don’t think I can go on,” he cried. Still hearing the buzzing sound he pushed his rattled body off the floor and searched for his cell phone. He found it underneath the table where he tossed it last night.
    “Hello.”
    “ Hayward , where are you,” Clinton yelled.
    “I’m staying at a hotel near the end of town,” he mumbled, running his fingers through his hair.
    “I’ve been calling all night trying to find you. Man, I can’t believe you didn’t call me! I would have been there for you. You shouldn’t have to go through this alone,” Clinton said.
    “Don’t you understand, Clint, I didn’t want to believe it was them.” He growled dropping into a chair. Hayward rested his forehead in his hand. “Even when the car was pulled from the water I was still denying it. I had to see the bodies as proof. My little boy looked so small.” His voice cracked at the memory of his tiny son lying dead on the cold, wet ground. “Brooke’s body was just as bad,” he admitted. “Samantha said I’m the reason they’re dead and she’s right you know.”
    “ Hayward , Samantha was against your marriage from the beginning. She thought her daughter could do better than you.”
    Hayward just realized he didn’t tell his brother about the accident so who did.