Night Watcher Page #3

'cause I'd seen you so many times

walk in and out of...

I guess that's your room?

Yeah, that's my room.

How did you know her name?

You must have told me.

No, I didn't.

Maybe she just looks like an Angela.

I don't f***ing know.

Yeah, but you called me Angey.

It's a f***ing nickname.

You know what, Graham?

I'm sorry, man,

can you get out of here, please?

All right. Jesus.

See you soon, Angelique.

Hello.

Hey, I'm at your house.

Huh-uh.

I was on my way to my mom's

and I wanted to stop here

and see you first.

It was open.

Yeah. Where are you at?

Oh, of course.

Be safe, Ange.

Hello?

I can't hear anymore.

Ange, if you're

saying something,

I can't hear anymore.

I'm hanging up. Bye.

She was at my house.

Inside?

Yeah.

Look at this.

This is the tape

I pulled from his house.

Help me.

Help. Help.

Help.

What?

What what?

No.

Okay.

Listen...

You want a granola bar?

Is it late?

Is Graham home?

I don't know.

His door is always closed.

What?

I don't think I want to go in.

What's up?

I just don't want to.

Then why are we here, Angela?

I don't know,

but I don't want to go in.

Why?

I haven't been here

since the burial.

What's going on?

I don't understand.

- I'm still mad at her.

- So?

I'm not ready

to forgive her.

You have to.

I don't have to.

Why do I have to?

I don't want to,

so why do I have to?

She made a commitment

to her life when she had me,

which she completely ignored

when she left me.

Your dad left too, didn't he?

Yeah, well,

I don't need him, okay?

Maybe she didn't need

to live anymore,

but I needed her too.

And she should have been

thinking about that.

And she just left me.

Whatever, Angela.

It doesn't matter anymore, okay?

What are you gonna do, huh?

Are you just gonna

stay mad at her forever?

When people ask you

you're just gonna say,

"My mom died.

I've never been to her grave"?

Why do you care what I do?

Because apparently

there's something between us.

Hey, I know

what's going on with you.

I've been there.

I'm currently there.

I'm gonna be

bold here, Angela,

and I'm gonna say

that someone killed my dad.

I believe that.

And you can either take things

the way you have been

all this time

and stay stuck in this...

I don't know what it is...

rut, I guess.

Or you can

at the very least admit

that there's something else

going on here.

Someone hates us.

I don't know,

maybe you can ask her

for an apology.

Where are you going?

My mom's this way.

Are you gonna be okay?

Are you?

I'll see you soon.

Brian!

- I got a...

- I got a tape.

It's okay, come on.

We're gonna be fine.

It's okay, come on.

We're gonna be fine.

Come on, it's okay.

Come on, we'll be fine.

Come on, we've got to

get back to the car. Come on.

- I'm coming.

- We'll be fine, okay?

We've got to get back to the car.

Don't worry.

We'll be fine, okay?

Come on, let's go.

Let's go.

Come on, let's go.

I'm coming.

We'll be fine. We've got to get back

to the car, come on.

We'll be fine.

Come on, let's go.

Let's go, come on. Let's go.

Come on, baby.

Let's go. We've got to get back

to the car.

- It's fine. We'll be fine.

- He's gonna kill us.

We gotta keep on driving

for a while, okay?

What does he want?

What the f*** does he want?

Why does he hate us?

Why did he kill my mom?

I have to call her again.

I have to call Brit.

Hey, Brit.

Brit?

It wasn't Brit.

What is it?

A car.

Is it his?

The headlights are off.

Don't.

It's not that dark.

It's dark.

It's okay. He's gone.

What the f*** was that?

- I don't know. Jesus.

- Something in your trunk?

No.

I don't know, maybe. F***.

Oh, God.

Jesus Christ.

We have to stop.

What is that?

We have to stop.

I think your tire blew.

What's happening?

We need to keep on

driving, okay?

But the spare's under him.

Is this the one?

I think so.

It's weird.

It hasn't been that long.

I think we should go.

Where can we go?

Find someone.

And tell them that we have

my dead neighbor

in the trunk with a gun?

If we get back on the road,

he'll kills us.

We're not any safer

if we stay here.

Yeah, but...

if I leave it's like I never

forgave her for dying.

I can't do that.

Okay.

The moon's big tonight.

I can't tell if it's full.

I never can.

I think it is.

It's usually foggy.

You can't see the moon most nights.

You came here at night?

We went all the time.

Even now...

I just want you to know

that I'm glad I met you.

I'm glad I met you too.

- Angela.

- Mm?

It's morning.

Let's go.

But I'm so comfortable.

Come on, let's go.

Her name was Beth.

Don't bother screaming, okay?

Because no one's gonna

hear you...

no neighbors.

You have no right

to be crying.

Sorry.

Shut up!

See, that's the thing...

no one ever

apologized to me,

not once.

So what do I owe you?

Hmm? What?

What do I owe you?

I owe you nothing.

I owe you hell.

They took it all.

They took everything I loved.

It was tonsillitis.

Tonsillitis.

Can you f***ing believe that?

It's not even a real disease.

I'm sorry.

Shut up!

It didn't happen to me.

It happened to her.

That's Beth.

My life was destroyed

because of two f***ing people.

- I'm sorry.

- Shut up.

Shut up. Shut up.

Shut up.

Shut up.

See, that's why

I did it this way...

to keep you safe, you know,

so nobody would ever know.

They would just have to guess

and make up little stories

about why their children

or their parents

hated their lives.

We didn't do

anything to you.

And what did

my daughter do?

You are too stupid

for this class.

It's not about what you did.

It's about what

your parents did.

They destroyed

my daughter's life.

And now I'm gonna

destroy yours.

No. No.

I've taken everyone you love.

And now I'm gonna take you.

No.

It should have been

a normal procedure,

Angela.

So couldn't your parents

have done their jobs?

No, it wasn't their fault.

It was an accident.

Maybe it was worse

than what they thought.

No no no no.

Your parents...

they killed her.

They destroyed my family.

They destroyed

my life, Angela...

my life, my life.

You get one.

My life!

What would you have me do?

- Your family owes me this.

- No no.

You owe me this.

No no.

No.

Baby girl,

listen to me.

Just listen to Daddy, please.

Please listen to me.

Listen to me.

Listen to me.

Listen to me.

Angela!

Angela!

You could join her.

What?

See her again.

What are you saying?

Take your life

and see her right now.

I know how you feel.

And I know you don't blame me,

but I hate my life too.

I know what it's like to feel alone.

You could see Beth right now.

I know.

I'll take you first.

What did you write?

My contact information.

So what do we do?

I don't know.

Do you, like, throw it in?

You just leave it

in the waves.

Let's throw it.

You want to throw it?

Aren't you gonna watch it?

We don't watch it.

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